"You know, most girls beg for this" he yanks me by the waist to meet his excited member."And here I am giving you for free" he unbuckles his belt then goes for my underwear, ripping it at his grasp."Hunter p-please" please. someone, something... just... please.He gave a breathy laugh that sounded like I just cracked the world's lamest joke."haven't you learnt that begging gets you no where?" he growled and the intensity made me shrivel.Satisfied with...

She was indeed gold in the midst of clay, which was why his tale had to end this way.Nothing beautiful can ever exist in his life. But, he was tired of keeping her from happiness, and he wanted her to experience that joy others had experienced.That joy he had deprived her. He wanted to be a good friend and let her go. This may be his last opportunity to sow good seed in life.He fondled the tip of her hair and watched as she also watched him.He had never seen...

"Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?" she asked and returned to her seat once again."I don't think so, her father and uncle deserve to go to jail."My answer extracted a smile from her like she was proud of my response."My name is Christine; I am a renowned medico-legal psychotherapist. Been in the business for over twenty years and that is what a case of Stockholm syndrome looks like. In my years of experience, we see situations similar to this but its our j...