The following is a 300+ pages illustrated story. all characters are over the age of 18, and the story surrounds two step-sisters that are not of actual blood connection. The story contains several dark parts and has different horror and violent aspects to it. None of which is for the purpose of cheap snuff, but rather, to depict the cruelty and merciless nature of the underground world of debauchery. The world is a fictional one, and it does not share our world's history or development.
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"Hands down. Don't cover yourself!" He barked at her.
Serena lowered her head in response.
There was no alternative for her anymore. She was trapped. The only way to get out of this with most of herself undamaged would be to follow the voice, to heed the stranger in her dream.
Her thoughts went to the voice from earlier. She couldn't quite put a face to the voice. It was all hard to recall, but it stuck with her. The stressful and horrible situation she found herself in, the voice offered to relieve some of the burden by Serena relinquishing ...
The following is a 300+ pages illustrated story. all characters are over the age of 18, and the story surrounds two step-sisters that are not of actual blood connection. The story contains several dark parts and has different horror and violent aspects to it. None of which is for the purpose of cheap snuff, but rather, to depict the cruelty and merciless nature of the underground world of debauchery. The world is a fictional one, and it does not share our world's history or development.
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Sadie and Serena shared in the afterglow of the sex. They had connected in a way far deeper and more sensual than ever before possible.
"Are you okay, dear step-sister?" Serena asked.
"Yes. More than ever, my sweet sis. We're not... Directly related... So this isn't weird." She giggled. They both spoke with such audible emotion. Like their souls were laid bare.
"What are these lights? I can take you in to do a quick check at the..." Serena was interrupted. Sadie shushed her. Sadie knew that Serena, as a nurse, would not rest before understanding what had happened to ...
Based on an idea by Catherine EleanorPowers
“I am in control of my body,” Catherine chanted carefully. It didn’t help, not even a little.
Her body was blasted with sound from the club’s speakers, keeping her in the here and now. The here and now was not a good place for Catherine, she was in one of the fanciest clubs in town, a club that opened its gates only to women. The dancing floor behind her was crowded with women who danced with one another as the night lingered. When Catherine first came in with her friends, she thought those dancing girls were naked, a closer inspection told her she was wrong, they were dressed with pieces of fabric that could put a bikini to shame.
‘I shouldn’t have come here,’ Catherine thought to herself, ‘It was a bad call not letting one out back home…’ Her body, wrapped in a tight black dress, agreed. She could feel her balls pulsating angrily, telling her they needed some care, and they needed it soon.
Catherine inhaled deeply in a futile attempt to calm down. A primal part of her wanted to enjoy the opportunities this place offered, but she didn’t want to indulge that part because she knew it meant she’ll ...