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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 ...

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 ...

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I groaned wildly, my lovers' cocks deep inside me - one in my ass, one in my pussy - while 'Niqa and Ally fucked me relentlessly. I was astride them both, cowgirl style, and though it took a bit of doing, they'd managed to get close enough together that their cocks rubbed against each other, frenulum to frenulum, as they speared me jointly.

Both of them were jacking me, too - one hand each, wrapped around my straining erection, while my tits swayed and I bounced on them both. "Oh fuck, oh fuck yes, fuck me, goddammit, fuck my ass and cunt, you lovely thick-cocked bitches..." I panted. "Give it to me, give it to me hard... then get your holes ready, 'cause I am so gonna wreck you both!"

Soft, lewd chuckles answered me while two cocks savaged me lustfully; one pale porcelain, capped with a proud purple plum, and the other dark chocolate, thick as a Coke can, ramming up into my bottom. 'Niqua's hands, as warmly brown as her ass-reaming tool, stroked me, over my belly, my breasts while she fucked my ...

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Thump, thump, thump... Dammit, they're at it again, I cursed and looked at my clock. 3 AM. Great; I had to be up in a couple of hours. Muffled exclamations and moans accompanied the rhythmic thumping. I still hadn't met my next-door neighbours but one thing I knew; they were the Energizer bunnies of sex; they just kept going and going and going. Night after night I woke to the thumps and moans of the pair of them getting it on.

I had seen one of them, or at least I think it was one of them; I came home late one night and there she was, a tall redhead unlocking her door. I didn't actually see her – what? Roomie? Lover? Partner? I had no idea – but a pair of slim brown arms grabbed the redhead and pulled her inside as the door thudded closed behind them. I had simply shaken my head and gotten the mail, then unlocked my door. Five minutes later, the wall between our units was shaking and I could hear them through the drywall.

I suppose I'd better explain ...