I'm a New Reporter and I travel the world to dig out the ugly truth. Except for this time, it is my pussy got dug . . .

It was a normal day of summer fun... But the terrors had just begun Highest Rank: #119 in Horror Book 1 in the Makeshift Misfits Short Stories

Lisa was a nineteen year county girl old claiming to be the product of his 'donations' as a student. He was 'The Baron' the most debauched forty something organizer of the hottest fetish ball in the country. Steel was the Baron's right hand man and possibly the sexist living creature on the planet, the only problem was he knew it. Jet was The Baron's longest surviving mistress. The only problem was one of them was lying, one was desperate, one was lost but, which? A comedy of sexy smutty kinky errors set against the biggest festival of kink, erotic and generally deviant behaviour the world has ever paid to enter. If your too young to read 50 Shades of Grey don't read this. I mean it, if I catch you reading it I'll get pretty angry and you don't want to see me angry. From the girl that made all the misspellings on 'I'm a Cyborg's Pet' WARNING: This story contains mature activity. Enter at your own risk. *hands you a waiver, pencil and a chocolate bar.

Warning: Vulgar language

What seemed like an innocent crush for Madeline Conners turns out to be so much more...

You better fucking be good for Daddy

(18+) A diary written by Rick Daniels about his and his girlfriend's experiences

The heavy droplets of rain were slowly slipping down the hood of his leather jacket and a few effortlessly kissed his dark chocolate hair. »H…Hi.« I sputtered. »What do you have there?« He walked closer to me and gazzed into my eyes with his dark ones, that perfectly matched his hair, then lowered his sight towards the kitten, hidden under my jacket. »One lil' kitty found another.« He smirked, amused by his own joke.

"Fuck me please. Fuck me harder." I begged. "Fuck me as if you haven't fucked me like this before. Hurt me. Hurt me more. Make me feel. Make me bleed. Please don't ever stop." In all honesty, at this point, I would tell him anything just for him to stay. He left once. And I will not make him leave this time without leaving his mark on me.. *** This is a SEQUEL to the story 'Strip'. You don't have to read Strip in order to understand this story. This has mature content, although it is not purely sexual. It contains poetry and quotations.

"I will fuck you" he whispered. Oh, you already have for a million times you have fucked my head and made love to me with words. I thought to myself. But instead, I just bit my lower lip. Before I can even utter another single word his word cut me off "You can wear thousands of dresses, put a ton of make-up if you please, cover yourself up. Wear different personalities that we both know aren't you. But at the end of the day... I just want to see you S t r i p .. " **** This story isn't purely sexual. It contains sexual scenes in some chapters. There's also a SEQUEL Called N A K E D. You can go to my profile and check it out. **** The rest of the chapters for this story has been taken down due to publication purposes for another reading app. You may check the sequel for this book without reading this one.