Non-consensual sex

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...

It’s been a month since Seth raped me at the sugar cube, and to make matters even better i found out he started working at my company. I feel sick to my stomach every time i think about going to work and to make the circumstances even better in my favor.....his office is right next to mine. He would always compliment my hair and outfit or make sly remarks about what happened. I wanted to report him but a girl at work was recently fired for making a false claim against one of the bosses. I was worried it would turn...

Ally buries her face in her pillow and bites down on it as she feels the tight ring that is her anus spreading apart to accommodate simply the head of her friend Dean's extraordinarily wide and long cock. She screams into the cloth as the orifice that has never been entered before is stretched beyond the threshold of pain she can withstand. Ally is currently lying face down on her bed wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a pair of shorts that Dean has pulled down to her ankles. Before attempting to enter her ass he had spread a large portion...

Merrie England, in the seventeenth century... The sunlight twinkled on the rippling brook as it meandered between the meadows of Caisterdale to pass beneath the old stone bridge beside the village church. Sarah sat at the brookside, her face in shadow oblivious to the scene, staring unseeing into the distance, book in hand but lost in her thoughts. She heard hooves clattering upon the gravelled path, Ah Miss Haverthorpe, one last day of freedom? asked a familiar voice. She looked up, John, Lord Caisterdale's son, her childhood friend looked down upon her from his chestnut stallion. Yes, she agreed quietly as...

Impregnating Sarah -- Part 2 Sarah’s Early Experiences “My mother was adopted at birth. My grandparents, at least the only grandparents I have ever known, were unable to have children of their own. So, they adopted my Mom. When she was about 17 they adopted a boy, my uncle Matt. He is 7 years older than me. As I was growing up, it seemed Matt was always around. I remember, as a young child, playing games with him at family functions. That relationship was relatively short-lived because he became a teenager, and naturally lost interest in a much younger tag-along like...

***Disclaimer: This story has strong nonconsent themes. I do not condone any of these acts in real life and this is a dark fantasy - nothing less, nothing more.*** Miranda awoke in a large shipping container about 8 by 40 foot long. That's all she knew as she came to from whatever he'd drugged her with. Miranda Shaw was a beautiful 23-year-old girl. She was 5'4, slim almost to the point of petite, with long, charcoal-dark hair, brown eyes, pale skin, and perfectly shaped breasts which were neither too small nor too big. Jake Shaw, Miranda's husband, was her opposite in...

Previously: Evan created a device that allowed him to stop time, leaving him free to do as he wished. That night, he ran into a bully, David, and his girlfriend, Claire, as well as two of David's friends, Tristan and Cory. Evan used his new power to take revenge on everything that the couple did to him in the past. ===== In the days following the creation of his time-manipulation device, Evan got even more bored in school. Now that he could just stop time and do all his homework instantly, he didn't have to worry about anything academically. This allowed...

Intro: this story is based on real events however locations have been changed for the protection of others. My name is Tommy and im around 5’3” 145 pounds and in my opinion not gay but totally Bi. Im 16 now and this Story is about actual events that happened when I was 14. Any way to the story. When I was 12 my mom had died and my dad started dating again and appearently he had bad taste in girls cause they were either A: ugly as hell, B: Hot as Hell but thieves, or C:Either and had kids. Well when...

Getting captured sucks. It tends to involve things like pissing yourself in terror, while terrifying Amazons hold their spears deathly still at your Adam’s apple, leaving you too afraid to so much as swallow. Getting taken prisoner sucks. It involves endless manacled marching and cruel whipping whenever you stumble or falter. Being sold into slavery sucks. It involves standing naked under the hot sun, as Amazons mutter and joke to each other about you, while your throat dries out and a thin layer of dust cakes you. The start of being a slave wasn’t so bad. The dust of the markets...

This story is not based on any actual event or person. All characters and all parts of the story are completely fictional. Viewer discretion is advised. “Huff, huff, a~ah...” A male voice was drifting from a cracked bedroom door. “Ngh, huh, huh, uh...” The male voice was grunting, huffing, even straining a little bit. Aside from his voice, there was just quiet. It appeared to be mid-morning, with sunlight coming in from the eastern side of the ranch-style home. The bedroom was on the eastern side, and a stream of sunlight was peeking from the bedroom door that was left ajar...