A collection of 11 posts
BedroomPure white lace sheets hung down from the ceiling, tied open to display an elegant canopy bed. Dark maroon furniture and pale-yellow wood walls. A polished wooden table with two chairs rested in
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Lesbian | Noncon | Piercing | Mind Break
Breakfast“Breakfast time,” Danielle said. “This place has some of the best chicken and waffles I’ve ever had.” My stomach twisted in hunger, rumbling loudly. She looked amused. When had I last
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Mind Break | Noncon | Piercing | Lesbian
DriveAround the building was a mostly empty parking lot. In the corner, where it couldn’t be seen from the road, was a bright yellow Hummer. She opened the driver's door and motioned
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Noncon | Lesbian | Mind Break | Piercing
ShoreWe drifted with the current until the rope pulled tight and swung us against the other shore. Once we were in shallow water, she finally pulled free. Danielle ordered me to follow her
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Noncon | Mind Break | Piercing | Lesbian
Ocean“Strip. Leave your clothes stacked in a neat pile against the fence. Shoes on top.” Shivering in the cold night air, I complied. Fear drove away all thoughts of modesty. Is she
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Noncon | Mind Break | Piercing | Lesbian
HomeI cleaned myself back up before pulling into the driveway. Wiping the tears from my eyes. Acting sick, although it wasn’t really an act. My stomach churned at the thought of food.
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Noncon | Mind Break | Lesbian | Piercing
A sadistic lesbian now controls my life. My pain arouses her. In her eyes, I'm less than an animal. I'm just a toy. A living sex doll. There is no hope. No escape.
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Lesbian | Mind Break | Piercing | Noncon
Convincing HerSuddenly, my impending rape didn’t matter. On my knees, I scrambled after Danielle. “No!” I begged, “Please give me another chance!” Any other time, I would have thought her black high
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Lesbian | Noncon
Graphic DesignerDubiously, I scanned the run-down warehouse through the raindrops hitting the windshield. My excitement had dimmed quite a bit, between the rain and seedy building. Danielle, the lady from Paner, had given
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Lesbian | Noncon
Blackmail“Liz!” hollered my younger brother. “Mama says set the table!” “I’ll be right down, squirt!” I called back. All my siblings called me Liz, even though I usually went by Beth.
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Lesbian | Noncon
FoundingWe faced each other across the wooden table, all in matching black combat fatigues. Amber and I worked for a PMC. One that didn’t mind taking on less savory jobs. If they
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Lesbian | Noncon