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Kidnapped
By Lord Frodo
Amanda snuggled deeper in the soft caress of her blankets, trying to ignore the pressure building in her bladder for a few precious moments more of sleep. Her head swam upstream carrying a company of mining gnomes who busied themselves with boring through the front of her skull with a dull drill. Midmorning light, white and cool stripped through the blinds, stabbing her eyes as they flickered open.
Sore and hung over, she wandered to the bathroom scratching her head. She didn’t have that much to drink last night, but her mouth, nipples and pussy felt as raw and bruised as when she had to entertain the entire football team as part of her sorority initiation. She had no memory of anything like that happening last night. Just to be sure, she paused at the door, looking back at the bed. No one there. She remembered going home alone last night.
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Maruko’s Conspiracy
By Lord Frodo
The last rays of sun stroked golden soft feathers of warmth across the room. A statue of gold, oddly placed in the center of the room sparkled brilliantly, casting white watery shafts of light into the dark shadowy corners where Kate Jackson sat.
Motion caught the corner of her eye and Kate pressed the pause of the VCR and looked up.
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Victim
By DX
Copyrighted 10/2002
I remember their innocent, dough boy faces, so arrogant, so confident, as they stood before the judge, the jury, wearing suits too big for them-making them look younger than they were, making them look like children standing against a backdrop of a cadre of bullet proof lawyers. They were rich, stupid rich, and Daddy’s money was going to get them out of this like it had rescued them in the past. All I had was a harried, overworked prosecutor who was armed with only truth.
She was horribly outgunned.
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Chasti-Permalock Research & Development Product Report
by GreyRose
[Opening scene: the camera pans across a large cluttered room where several men and women are wearing white smocks and gesturing animatedly at variously bound feminine forms. One figure, a tall strikingly featured and figured woman looks up and smiling approaches the camera.]
“Greetings, here in Chasti-Permalock’s R&D our work is based upon the three principles of the groundbreaking founders of our company. They are Security, Permanence, and far from least Ascetics. With these in mind we have created a variety of new products for the pleasure of our customers.”
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A Fantasy Best Left Alone.
By Lord Frodo
“So now its your turn.” She said. “Tell me your fantasy.” It was the first warm spring day of the year and they were recharging their spirits in the sun light. They were laying out on the expansive, rolling lawn of the city park staring up at the big, blue sky giving names to the cotton ball clouds drifting lazily by. Her head rested on his stomach. “I told you mine,” She said. “Now you tell me yours.”
“I didn’t want to play.” He said.
She rolled over, her cheek against him looking up at his handsome face. His hands were behind his head making his massive chest seem that much more bigger. His sky blue eyes were gazing up, watching the clouds. “Comon.” She chided. “It can’t be any more pathetic than mine.” Her’s was a plain, straight forward Pirate abduction. The salty bearded one eye sailor, reeking of sweat and gun powder carrying her in his powerful arms, her ship, plundered and now a blazing sunset, lighting up the night backdrop. Down below to his quarters, he flings her to his bunk. As she vainly struggles against her bonds, he rips her dress asunder, only to pause and gaze in reverence at her creamy, china porcelain flesh, the bud on her heaving bosoms, perking to attention. His scraggly beard tickles her chest as he plunges his face into her deep cleavage and she succumbs to her lusting want. Oddly enough, her pirate looked much like her husband, but she didn’t tell him that.
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A Most Contagious Fantasy
by Lord Frodo
Spheres of golden oranges, glinting in the bright, white electric light caught her eye and at that moment she decided to buy them. She could see in her mind the gleaming, sweet, yet tart juice in a tall narrow glass, absorbing the morning rays of the sun, standing guard over her husband’s breakfast.
Delicious.
She knew it would be, although she would never taste it.
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