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Location: Redford Park Time: Morning, ~8-9 Anhara was out for a stroll in the park. She wasn't just there for fun, however. She was on a mission. A mission to find a new friend for her to play with while daddy was at work. Her last several toys had always broken. Either they would just stop moving and responding, or they would simply get boring with there same old song and dance over and over. She wanted someone fun to toy with, someone who could challenge her, keep her guessing. It seemed that every toy was the same, they were all scared by the same boring things. Of course, she loved the look on a pretty girl's face as she's about

Luna sulked, trying to rest and regain her energy and composure in spite of being ordered to complete a task; one that she would have absolutely spurned had she not have been threatened to do so whilst in captivity. As she took a few deep breaths, she listened out for any noises... everything had become so quiet, and she could only hear herself. "Is he... gone?" she said to herself, a great wave of relief sweeping over her. Luna sighed, seeing no escape out of her situation for the time being. She took another deep breath and then lowered her head towards the floor, tufts of her evergreen hair shrouding her view over her eyes as she proceeded

As Lucas stepped into the other room, he was upset to find Sierra in such an uncomfortable position. He gently lifted her and carried her back over to her bed, gently caressing her soft cheek. "Don't worry, my sweet angel, it was all just a bad dream." He whispered under his breath as his Shroomish leaped onto her chest once again. "Tomorrow morning, we're all going to go on a special date. There's going to be some changes. I've also got some special plans for your performance next week~" He teased. Of course, he was still mostly talking to himself. Sierra was completely asleep and unable to respond to anything he suggested. "God, you're so

I haven't got any particular plans for this character, no. But I'm good with the idea of Anhara luring her back home. It will be interesting to see what kind of excuses Rose will have to come up with to avoid making her father suspicious. And that's alright, Aura. I'm going to be on LoA over the weekend so I'm not going to be able to respond, but I will do a reply when I get back.

'This bastard...' Amelia thought to herself, though she wasn't quite brave, or stupid, enough to say it aloud. As if she could ever be proud of herself for such a humiliating accomplishment. Daddy seemed to be on about something else, though he didn't finish his thought before gripping her head and yanking her head forcefully back and forth and then pulling her away, forcing her to gasp for air. He yelled at her to keep her mouth open before she'd even had the chance to close it at all. She still hadn't broken eye contact with her daddy, aside from blinking, out of fear for punishment. She felt his cock continue slapping against her face. The

Kyle looked at her for a moment, and then without saying a word, he stood up, grabbed Lisa and pulled her up to sit on the edge of the desk. He leaned in and started to kiss her, while one hand began to play with her bare breasts. His other hand reached down under her skirt, he pushed her panties to the side, and began to slowly rub her virgin pussy. He let go of her breast, and his hand started to make its way up her back until it reached her neck. He broke off the kiss, and leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Shh, just lie back and relax your body," slowly he began to push her back, to lie down on the desk with his free hand, while his

Kyle smiled as she took a sip of the beer, but that was nothing compared to the grin that threatened to consume his face when she handed him his phone. He had to turn away from her, so she couldn't see him as he looked over it. A minute later, he managed to compose himself and he turned back to face her. He wrapped his arm over her shoulder and opened his mouth. "That's uh. . . quite the situation you found yourself in. I would be happy to help you, but I have one question first." He paused as if he was trying to figure out the best way to approach an awkward subject, "how did this guy get these pictures anyway? Did he fake them?"

The hate in her eyes, the despair, the tears. To Fred his daughter never looked more alive and beautiful before, his cock twitched at the sight. Tonight she was just a tool, a way for him to get over his hurting balls. But in the days, weeks, years to come he would turn her. Use her, make her not only into his little slut but a perfect toy, his personal Sex slave. And of course he didn't have any intention of sparing cute, little Jasmin. She was his lever. For know. But he was sure he would make his move on her too, maybe even drive his older slut to help him. Fred grunted out, felt his precum already leaking. "Good slut, you make

"Thanks..." Lisa answered and took a little sib of the bee. It's bitter taste was awful and yet, maybe that was what she needed. She laughed out loud at the irony of that thought and took a bigger one, emptying half of the can in one go. Burped and laughed again. "Sorry Kyle you must think I am such a mess. I... And I.... Really am...." A sniff, a sob, new tears on her cheeks. Lisa blushed and took out her phone, than almost broke down as she handed it to the older pupil, the chat and pics open. "I... I.... Can you.... Oh my God.... Can you help me....? P... PPP... Please? I.... I.... Need someone to... to... please fuck me.... You... S

“Good, glad to hear it,” he said as he wrapped his arm over her shoulders and started to lead her through the halls, “so, I gave you my name, and you’re Lisa, right? Why don’t you tell me a little about yourself?” He tried to keep her talking as he moved through the halls, get her to drop her guard. He led her all through the building down into the basement, and stopped in front of a door marked “staff only.” He pushes the doors open to show her that the room held a couple tables in the center of the room. The walls were lined with shelves and drawers, with a visible microwave and mini fridge. He flicked the lights on and sat down at the

She'd never felt such betrayal. Such distrust, hatred, or disgust toward anyone in her life. Yet voicing that hatred wasn't an option in the slightest, and her daddy didn't care, anyway. Regardless of her feelings, he was going to make her 'love' him. She was at his mercy. She had to play her cards carefully or she could end up getting her poor sister involved. She couldn't believe how horrible her father was that he would threaten to rape an eight-year-old just to have his way with his firstborn daughter... This was her daddy's cock. It wasn't just some kink, some fantasy they were roleplaying... it was her dad. Her father. The man who

Lisa wanted to sink into the ground as her teacher called her out, she still tasted the cum, could feel the eyes of the other students piercing her. The class consisted of pupils of varying years, supposed to make them learn from each other. She sad down ashamed, could barely listen to mister Thomason. He usually was a nice teacher, with a professional distance. Everyone was a professional in her live. But today he kreeped her out, filled her with a fear. Pictures of tentacles flashed in her mind when she closed her eyes for a second. As Kyle approached her she quickly hid her phone, fearing he might have saw something. She

Location: Zack and Silvia’s house. Time: 07:50. Zack slowly opened his eyes, reluctant to face the new day. His eyes felt hot and full of sand, and his mouth tasted like ash. With a deep, low groan, he twisted his head and looked towards the blinds in his study to see small rays of lights sneaking their way into the room. He twisted on the sofa bed, before reaching down to the floor and picking up his phone. He pressed the button, squinting a little as he saw that it was ten to eight in the morning. He sighed, knowing that he didn’t get to sleep until five in the morning. But then he didn’t sleep easy these days. So many worries presse