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Gagged and still want more (1)

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last update Last Updated: 2026-02-24 03:24:01

They came in the night.

I was in bed, half-asleep, when the door to our cottage crashed in. I heard yellin, and the sounds of fightin: dishes breakin, heavy thuds against the walls, wood splinterin as it connected against somethin or someone. Now fully awake, I cowered in the corner of my bed, gatherin the blanket up to my chin.

The curtain to my room was ripped away, and a dark figure blocked the light from the other room. Light that was much too bright fer the middle of the night. Then I smel
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  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   Gagged and still want more (5)

    I obeyed...until I glanced up and saw his half-lidded eyes watchin me. My hand stilled. There was somethin invitin about that look. As if he were sendin me a secret message that only I could interpret, and he was just waitin for me to figure it out.He licked his lips. When I mirrored im, he let out a growl. I licked my lips again, slower this time, and his cock jumped in my hand. I was gettin the picture...I think."Do ye want to kiss it, Laila?" His voice sounded strangled. I noticed his fingers were grippin the armrests, and his knuckles were white.I gulped. Did I?"Ye'll like it." He reached out and cupped my chin. His thumb rubbed over my lips until they parted with a sigh. He gently pressed the digit against my lower lip and over my teeth.I flicked my tongue at his thumb, and we both moaned. My eyes darted down to stare at his erection that swayed slightly in my loose hold. I closed my lips, suckin as he slowly slid his thumb in and out of my mouth. The movement made my knees

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   Gagged and still want more (4)

    He shifted over me, his cock slowly penetratin my quim.I cried out again, this time clawin at his arms, realizin what he was doin. He grasped my wrists and held em to the bed.Through my whimpers, I heard im say, "Shh, Laila. Relax. Be a good lass, and it wun hurt."He began to stroke in and out of me. It didna hurt. It felt amazinly good. Especially that little nub on the crown that rubbed against my entrance each time he withdrew and then sheathed imself again.Yit I had not asked fer im to do this to me. I had not asked fer any of this to happen to me. All of my energy seeped away, and I lay limp beneath im, hot tears rollin down my cheeks.His moans started low and then increased with the speed of his thrusts. I tried not to look at im hoverin over me. So strong and powerful.Had Kenley or Magge lain in this same spot? Had they enjoyed this...this... I couldna even think of the proper word to describe it. Twas almost torture. Very sweet torture, although unwarranted.A sudden tho

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   Gagged and still want more (3)

    Tears filled my eyes as images rushed into my head of the lasses in my cell. The lasses in all of those cells. The slappin and gruntin that had accompanied the torture enacted upon em before they were sold to strangers.My fingers curled into fists at my sides. I refused to give into my curiosity and turn toward im. Afraid of what he would say, but more afraid of what I would see. There was no one else in the room but the two of us as far as I could tell. If he wasna havin sexual relations with another woman...My eyes popped open as I sucked in my breath, starin into the flames. Did men really find pleasure alone? But he wasna really alone. I was standin there, too. Is that why he needed me? What exactly had Kenley's job been?I could imagine what he saw now: a young lass in a tight-bodied, pleated dress against the backdrop of firelight, er long auburn hair pulled back into a plait sans cap.Could he see how my breasts and waist were defined? As plain as I imagined myself to be, in

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   Gagged and still want more (2)

    Over and over again, the strangers investigated the cells, the sounds echoin down to where I held what little breath I had left. Wet tears spilled down my cheeks. I was unsure if I wanted em to find me or not. I lay still, watchin the door and waitin fer the inevitable, certain that they would kill me when they did find me. What else would barbarians do?"And the last one?"The door rattled. "Ha! Tis locked. Do ye still have those keys ye found by the stairway?""Aye. Ready yer sword just in case. Tis been good knowin ye if this is our end."A key turned in the lock, there was a moment of silence, and then the door flung open. Two burly men raced into the room yellin, "Fer Lord Bryce!," their swords raised high. I closed my eyes and prayed my end would be swift. I heard their boots scufflin as they stumbled to a stop, their gasps loud in the otherwise silent room.I felt the heat of their bodies as they crouched down."Is she alive?" one man whispered, his voice shaky.He sounded more

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   Gagged and still want more (1)

    They came in the night.I was in bed, half-asleep, when the door to our cottage crashed in. I heard yellin, and the sounds of fightin: dishes breakin, heavy thuds against the walls, wood splinterin as it connected against somethin or someone. Now fully awake, I cowered in the corner of my bed, gatherin the blanket up to my chin.The curtain to my room was ripped away, and a dark figure blocked the light from the other room. Light that was much too bright fer the middle of the night. Then I smelled smoke, but not the kind from our fireplace that was used fer cookin and warmth. Somethin was burnin.The figure crossed the room as if knowin I was there. I managed a squeal before thick arms wrapped around me and hoisted me head-first over a wide shoulder. I hammered my fists at a leather-covered back, my legs kickin but meetin only air.As I was carried out of my home, I saw my parents lose their fight with two men. Their screams bled into my own until the cracklin of fire covered the soun

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   Sexy devil

    I had been at this bar many times, and the guys were always the same. I had the reputation for being untouchable, and every guy would try to touch me. It's not that I would fight them off, break any fingers or anything. It's just, I might dance with them, talk with them, but I would never really do anything with them. So that's what I was. I was a challenge, and that's how most guys spent their nights. Trying to get me.It was on one of these nights I sat at the bar, my long legs crossed over each other, black heels dangling off my toes, my little black dress hugging me in all the right ways. When I had walked in that night, I could feel a difference in the air, a difference in the atmosphere. It all felt familiar."The guy at the end of the bar would like to buy you another drink," the bartender said to me. I looked down the bar, and saw a cute guy smiling at me. I smiled back at him, and lifted my drink to him in greeting. I looked down at the counter, and I knew he was getting up f

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