Red Moon: Chapter 7
A knock, more like an attempt at forced entry, at the door got his attention and stirred trevor. "it's too early." trevor mumbled, still half asleep and turned over onto his side before throwing a pillow over his head. he fell right back to sleep.
The Reward
He had ruined her body completely in mere seconds, forcing entry into her womb simply through horrible slamming against her cervix until that small passage was forced to give way.
Forced by the Stud Drake
He forced entry, intent on having her bear his eggs one way or the other, putting the aelysian back in her place.
Knot on the Beach
He knew the smell of a female in need and yipped happily as he shoved his nose up between her thighs, forcing entry as the hot lash of his tongue swiped out over her bikini bottoms.
The Untaming of the Shrew
Her butt cheeks were red with the forceful entry. "i...i... i...am, sorry, so sorry, so, so...rr...rr...rry!!!" he rose to his feet and stumbled away out of the room.
A Peacock's Blossom
Her stomach had distended at the forceful entry, but her body now seemed elastic for the willow. her pleasure endless. mira felt the vine in her ass begin to flex inside her. she squirmed and tried to roll her hips, and then she felt it.
A Cheap Whore
Instead of the sudden screams of forced entry, the courtesan moaned blissfully as she hit her base inside him. kaliba pulled his head back, "stop enjoying this," she ordered.
Latex Nightmare, Chapter 2: Too much? Not enough!
Getting out of bed, juliet checked all the doors and windows, trying her key in the lock and everything, but there was no sign of forced entry or a broken lock - she was trying very hard not to believe her pants turned into latex stockings, but the only evidence
This Life I Call My Own, Chapter Two: Defeat
Yelled david, thrusting into chris' body one final time, his knot forcing entry, locking the two in place as he came. chris could feel the heat surge through his innards, hot liquid rushing to fill every space available.
1. TRESSPASSER!
I moved towards the door, but something made me stop.. something large and covered in scratch marks, evidence of a failed force entry.
Merran - job interview
A single severed finger was found on his kitchen floor, with neither sign of forced entry nor evidence of the attacker. it would take a year for his body to emerge, dredged up from the bottom of a lake sixty miles outside of nouveau calais.
Taken
"how could they get in without forced entry?" damien asked. korey was lost in his own guilt about putting zander in such danger. "we do not know. the only signs of struggle could either be a fall, or something that was already there."