Daddy’s Lil Pixie, that’s what he called her. She was his mischievous little sexy girl. She was, more often then not, either about to get into trouble, getting in trouble,… Read more »

  She walked down the back alleyway, trying to be small and unnoticed. She wasn’t sure why she was doing this or even if there was something other then walking… Read more »

  It was a lonely place, devoid of life except that which preyed upon the dead or dying. Spiders hid in corners and waited for passing hopes to be caught… Read more »

“Harlot!” He screamed as the cat-o-nine slashed across her back, leaving rips in her white poet’s shirt. “Whore of Satan!” He cried again and let loose with another vicious strike…. Read more »

  She on her hands and knee’s, ass stuck up in the air, heavy breasts hanging down, her sweet face looking back at him. She had a pleading look that… Read more »

Part III, Satisfaction He could feel her in his veins. He could taste her on his lips. The last traces of her dribbled down his chin. He felt her slide… Read more »

  Part I, The Hunter He paused and sniffed the air. She knew death was following her and in a strange way, she welcomed it, longed for it. That is… Read more »

  The beginning of night, so timid and so ripe, embraced them. The shadows deepened as they watched. The woods around faded into a jungle of dark things writhing in… Read more »

  She knelt before him, awaiting his pleasure. Her nude body covered with a fine layer of scented oils so that she glowed in the candle light. Her head bowed… Read more »

  “Daddy?” She said with a slight edge of urgency to her voice. “What is it baby girl?” I responded, looking back at her sitting at the picnic table. She… Read more »