The Lesson- New ending, added content
Linda was powerless to fight. she was being mated, and she would see it to the end. then an awful thought crossed her mind. "im in heat! what if i'm impregnated by my own daughter?"
Yiff Or Treat
She was powerless to stop it. she was powerless even, to hold her moans in her throat. she had no control over her body; she was spiritually, and sexually incontinent! this drove her crazy. she was possessed.
Deep into the Forest (pt 2)
John was powerless to do anything about it. point made, the witch grabbed her wooden bowl once again and rubbed its contents around, on, and into the cougar's crotch.
Primal Passions: Issue # 7- Conspiracy Theory
Once activated, they left us paralyzed and completely powerless. i'm guessing micro-man designed them using watchdog's submission collar technology." watchdog's jaw grew tight. encouraged, jason pushed forward.
Sense of Self
I really... love being... powerless." you mumbled. "puts... feeling... pit.. in... my stomach. good pit." "good sheepy. sleepy sheepy."
Rosa’s Good Boys
The absolute surrender of it all, powerless to do anything but be bred by the horny fire dogs, only had her moaning and doing her best to bounce herself between them.
Life's a Beach
She was completely powerless to stop him forcing himself inside her, powerless even to howl or roar with protest as his massive paw clamped her muzzle tightly.
HUNTED C14
She didn't even have to beg...or anything really, perhaps this was the powerlessness to her will? she chalked it up to the wolf being half asleep and hurried over.
Twisting Winds: New Reality
I was powerless to stop it! if i had objected, i would have been killed without a thought. he then would have used other means to get his objectives done. had i not been there, more would have died.
Medieval Roleplay Game: Farmers Wife
She was powerless to do anything but cry out and claw at the floor as the dog wrapped his paws around her stomach and lined up his cock with her naked cunt.
*poem* Just...now
Now set loose without differences onto this unending plane we stand powerless against the present and its repetitions except by giving it names that (in turn) swallow it.
Sons of winter chapter 7: WhiteSpine Ravine
He found it most curious, how sight made him feel so lonely and powerless, the only living creature for miles and miles around.