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I’m Steve McKenzie, pretty much everyone calls me Mac. I own my own construction company that has done very well for me. At 45 I’m able to enjoy the fruits of 20 hard years of building a business. I’m a pretty big guy. I’m about 6’2 260. I got half my size from working construction most of my life and the other half from competing as an amateur strong man. But now that I’m the boss and a little older a good amount of my size comes from steaks and beers. I’ve got a bald head and a full beard with...

Ever since the war of light, Diana hadn't stopped thinking about her experience with the pink ring. Sure, it gave her immense powers untold and the power of love was intense, but there was another side effect of the ring that Diana had not expected. The pink ring had made her horny beyond belief! She had never experienced such euphoria, and to be near orgasm for hours on end was, quite frankly, life changing. She now found herself thinking of little else. It was an awakening for the selfless superheroine who was always doing good deeds for others. The sudden flood...

Chapter Twelve PRESTIRA Yavara was in good spirits, having gotten the message this morning that both Brock and Elena were alive and well. From what little Zander had risked putting on the parchment, I gathered that he’d set plans in motion for finding a Froktora. I liked Brock, truly I did, and the Terdini were renowned for their strength and size, but they were just too small a clan. The Protaki were the largest tribe in The Pines, but even they paled in numbers compared to the hordes of The Tundra. The ten tribes of The Tundra (aptly named ‘The Ten’...

She said her name was Karen, but I knew that everybody had two or three names in crack town. She was a thin black girl, it was hard to tell her age but I was guessing she was in her late twenties. She was wearing shorts just a little too tight for her firm ass and a cut up sweatshirt that almost hid a pair of chubby tits. I had about a couple of hundred bucks or so on me, to buy some crack. It wasn't sex I was after so as much as it was the rock. I always liked...

The Collector I pressed the cloth into her cute little face. My thumb stung, yesterday I had bitten of a little bit of skin next to my nail and now the chloroform was pricking me. She wasn’t out yet. She was still struggling, although not with her full force anymore. Muffled protest came from behind the rag. Her eyes looking up at me in fear. Begging me, pleading me to let her go. I stroke a strand of hair from her forehead. ‘Don’t be scared, honey,’ I said. ‘Just breath. Take a another few deep breaths. I know chloroform doesn’t work...