Rant On Deflowering Loads

Four in the morning is not the time for calls, Luke Irons thought as he pulled his hands out from underneath his tented bedsheets. The phone on the second-hand night-stand buzzed angrily, vibrating and singing an annoying, repeated tune. One of Luke's...

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Deals Some Hard Points To Poked Rear End

"How about some poker?" George asked, eyeing the skinnier guy playfully, twirling the closed box of cards in his hand. Manny, busy stoking up the camp-fire in anticipation for some mugs of hot chocolate and roasted marshmallows later, nodded. "Sure,...

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Richard

Richard had been praying before Morton had been taken away, asking for forgiveness on the other man's behalf. He hadn't really expect a thief - much less one as grating as he was - would understand what he was doing was... well, it wasn't right....

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William

William Uxbridge's mood had improved the further they had gotten from the prison. His early excitement about being selected to accompany Lysander Zane had been tempered by the latest round of whispers of nepotism. Despite admiring his father immensely,...

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Prologue

"I'm here for Yule Baker and Timothy Morton," Lysander Zane explained. Captain Uxbridge's eyebrow raised slightly in surprise as he accepted the sealed letter from the paladin's gauntleted hand. He only needed a quick glance to check that the seal was...

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Timothy

Hobbling along on his crutches, a weapon almost literally pointed at his back, Timothy Morton's arms were getting tired of supporting his weight. He was half-tempted to just let himself get stabbed; at least dead he wouldn't have continue the slow...

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The Long Weekend - Sunday, Morning

SUNDAY, MORNING Jay awoke refreshed, as though he had been asleep for centuries. His body tingled with excitement: his master had commanded him to arise, and he had eagerly, for the two of them were going to ride together at long last. With a quick...

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The Long Weekend - Saturday, Afternoon

Jay ran in a blind panic; he often stumbled as he tried running on the tips of the strange wide fingers and toes he had with the foundations of hooves growing on them, but he managed to recover himself quickly. He barely noticed anything around him;...

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The Long Weekend - Saturday, Early Afternoon

Jay sprawled on the ground, arms still above his head, enjoying the bliss that had come from being used by Dion as a living, ejaculating dildo. The blobs of cum had quickly dried into crusty patches over his body in the warm environment, but Jay didn't...

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The Long Weekend - Saturday, Near Midnight

SATURDAY, NEAR MIDNIGHT Jay dreamed. "_Come," his master had commanded, and with an excited shiver, Jay obeyed even before he had fully awoken. Jay trotted slowly down the hall; even though he had been bidden, his master seemed to have left...

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The Long Weekend - Saturday, Early Morning II

Stepping into Dion's room, Jay's eyes wandered from side to side: he had the idea they'd try to convince him of joining their orgy by getting him into the room and slowly wearing down his resolve. But nobody was in the room: Jay even checked the closet...

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The Long Weekend - Saturday, Midday

For the second time that day, Jay awakened after having the strange feeling that he had been falling. Again, when he woke up his insides felt queasy and in turmoil, with a body sore and throbbing. However, this time he did not wake up in his own bed;...

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