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      <title>Anja The Jungle Queen Sacrfice</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anja awoke from a fitful sleep, she stared at the sun and the new dawning morning knowing that this day would be like no other. Today the proud jungle queen would allow herself to be captured by one of her mortal enemies. As Anja rose and stretched her thin muscular body towards the new day she shuddered to think of all the torments and tortures that she was sure were in store for her. Looking below she quickly maneuvered down from her small tree house to the river below.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Can I Bury You?</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can I bury you?&amp;rdquo; Asked Jim.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Bury me? Why? Shouldn&amp;rsquo;t I be dead first?&amp;rdquo; Mary shot back, looking a little confused.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He laughed. &amp;ldquo;no, not all the way, just up to your neck, it could be a lot of fun.&amp;rdquo; She looked at him like he was crazy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She then replied. &amp;ldquo;Do you mean like in that movie the other night, like in &amp;ldquo;CreepShow&amp;rdquo;? &amp;ldquo;Because it didn&amp;rsquo;t look like they were having a whole lot of fun in the movie&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Caught In Self Bondage....And A Fantasy Fulfilled</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Total fiction of course&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;and I have left out some detail to keep the narrative flowing but I hope that doesn&amp;rsquo;t spoil the effect of the story for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the tale of a man who has spent years keeping his selfbondage secret from everyone&amp;hellip;..even his girlfriend with whom he plays kinky games in a basement dungeon at her house. Then one day, she comes home early amd catches him in the act&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Coal Faced</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the tale of a fantasy that goes wrong in a small way but enough to scare the hell out of the young lady in question.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I suppose there must be the obligatory who am I bit!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am tall, slim, blond, gorgeous, sexy, attractive, irresistible and female!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No I&amp;rsquo;m only kidding! I am female, and I suppose reasonably attractive, being slightly built, but with a little, but cute chest. I have nice long wavy hair and longish legs &amp;amp; a very warped set of desire. I hope that will do, so on to my story.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Ever Increasing Bondage</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The notion of being tied up had always held a strange fascination for Lauren, although until now her curiosity had lain dormant within her. Now, however, when the hint of an opportunity to actually participate arose, something stirred within her &amp;amp; she found herself desperately hoping that she was going to be able to experience firsthand something that had so far been merely a flight into fantasy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The nineteen year old slim, attractive brunette was staying the weekend at the home of two of her old school friends, Jade &amp;amp; Jasmine. Their parents were away for a few days, so the identical twins had invited Lauren to stay over until Monday at their house in the country. Not so much a house really, as a small mansion, with old creaking stairs, rambling corridors, cellars, an attic, &amp;amp; more rooms than Lauren had ever bothered to count. The house was set in several acres of its own grounds &amp;amp; boasted an orchard &amp;amp; a walled garden. Reached only by a long driveway from the road, the idyllic setting was peaceful, isolated &amp;amp; secluded.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Janelle</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; In full when the story is complete it will consist of more tags then given room to list. This is simply the first installment and it will continue here in this site.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am just going to say this upfront and out loud. She was a bitch. Yes i said it and I could stop there but there is a whole lot more to her than simply a bitch. She was an intelligent, educated, tall hot redheaded woman and a gold digger to boot. I knew this pretty much right away and I think she knew that I knew.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Saving Ben</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the first full story I&amp;rsquo;ve written like this. Feedback is appreciated. Thanks for reading!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1: The Introduction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ben Danforth was your typical young, aimless guy at the age of 22. White, 180 cm tall, about 65 kilos heavy with dark brown hair in a short left part and an average face. He was shy, introverted and slow to make friends which, unfortunately, led to lonliness. Most of his life was painful for him, abusive home, social isolation at school and a lack of a social life outside that had left Ben numb to the world, coasting through life with no real direction or purpose in life. He never went through a goth or emo phase, never self-harmed or any other cliché, just&amp;hellip;.numbed himself to the world around him. Until he met Martin.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Coven</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is one of the most intense stories I&amp;rsquo;ve written, for me it toys how far I&amp;rsquo;m comfortable going. I like safe fantasies and couples trying sex games! Despite being completely consensual playing with a slave&amp;rsquo;s mind seems much more intense than some simple BDSM&amp;hellip; give it a read and see what you think!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It had been fifteen years since I&amp;rsquo;d first seen her. Of course time passed differently for vampires, an immortal lifespan gave you a different perspective on a few decades but for her the time would have been an eternity. I could sense the anticipation in the room my two valets eager to see the result of their work, my wives intrigued to meet the new member of their ranks and of course myself. I&amp;rsquo;d paid her little mind over the past decade and a half as she lay entombed beneath my mansion but now she was ready to join him I recalled when we&amp;rsquo;d first met.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Mask</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Synopsis:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Animal rights activist Lucie is not exactly excited when her highschool&amp;rsquo;s Egyptian arts teacher asks her to help with a project in the museum. - Note: It&amp;rsquo;s more of a horror story than anything else. Entomophobes beware.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. English is not my mothertongue, so please bear with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;For they have seen the King appearing in power&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As a god who lives on his fathers&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And feeds on his mothers&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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