Who Is The Master?
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "why would it -" she cut herself off mid-sentence again, although this time, rather than start a new sentence, her right
Tales of the Bodyshaper part 1: Bull's Milk
Your sentence is death..." wait, what? "...of self. you shall be reshaped into someone new, someone useful to society, that your old self may be forgotten for all times. such sentence to be carried out now."
Fuzzy logic: Alternate Anthro History:
You will be held in service until your sentence is complete," he said coldly.
Can you Corrupt a Slut? (CoC fanfic)
You are sentenced to exile, and you will never return unless you find some way back through the portal on the other side. good luck with that; there has never been anyone to figure that out."
Apples
Ken couldn't get out his sentence, as he was too distracted with her body, pushing against his, so warm, so soft, so wonderful.
Cash Cow (Split The Difference)
I won't tell the judge- if you agree to do whatever i say for your remaining sentence here. and i mean anything." "sh-sure. yea." well, that was ominous. but he also really did not want to extend his sentence.
How to Make Friends in Prison
They will be returned to you once you finish your sentence."
Possum Prison Pussy - Part 1
That ain't no light sentence neither." “nah, not a light sentence," fruit-loop agreed. “had to have done something pretty bad to convict someone this young." “how old are ya cheeks?" string-bean asked. “yeah, how old are ya?" fruit-loop pried.
Under Cloak of Darkness: Chapter 6
"well, i...i'm...we're..." she tried to tell him, but only butchered her sentence. finally, holi rubbed her hands together and got her sentence out. "i'm pregnant!" she shouted.
Chapter Two: Start of Something New
As soon we walk to the front door he said " you love this place..." before he could finish his sentence a big rottie grabbed me by the neck of my shirt and shoved me to a wall, " don't make me made or i'll beat the living hell out of yah got it!?"
6 months
Enjoy amar goldscale, under supreme privileges i sentence you for 6 months in prison for driving under influence. "thanks, you lousy lawyer, i could as well defend myself, you now." "i'm very sorry mr.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 18
For ander, the moment that final sentence left his father's lips, death suddenly became very, _very_ real. the undercurrent in his mind blossomed into a river of blood, but it didn't stop there.