IT’S HUMAN NATURE, BABY NOTE: This is just as much of a non-con fic as an incest fic, and this one is particularly dark with a focus on Stockholm syndrome and implied past traumatic experiences. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, DON'T READ. All characters are 18+ in any past or present events implied or mentioned. Cali languishes on a cream-colored cabriole sofa, cradled by a sunbeam. This is one of her favorite spots in the foyer because of how the window light illuminates her body: her long eyelashes, the fine blonde vellus hairs on her arms and tummy, the grey whirlpools of her eyes. Her bare feet rest lazily on the couch arm--she'd decided to forgo heels today. It wasn't the look she wanted. Most of the girls are messing around on their phones, or simply reading. She sees Mona, Ivy, and Erica clustered together on the chaise lounge next to the entry doors. It's the spot that everyone thinks is good, because it's what the johns supposedly first see when th...

STUCK IN A ROOM WITH MY STEP-SISTER Day 61 of The Experiment: They've been keeping me in and out of isolation--a week on, a week off. When I'm allowed to see other human beings they place me, handcuffed, at a table with other men dressed in white jumpsuits, like me. We are allowed to talk to each other, but not touch. There is always an orderly nearby listening to our conversation and once, when a gentleman commented on our current condition, he was promptly removed and never seen again. We keep talk to a light chit-chat. I've only seen other men in here, so I'm not sure if The Experiment is being conducted on women at all. We're told the research conducted here will change humanity forever, and that at the end we will be compensated handsomely, but I'm starting to think no amount of money is worth this torture. We are allowed 2 minutes in the bathroom three times a day, with an orderly standing outside the door which had been outfitted with a portal for total ...

My Sister's Personal Cum Straw (Author's note: this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age. This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.) "Okay, Kat, I'm back! Come and get it!" Jeff called out as he came into the kitchen through the back door, closing the door behind him with his foot. He had his hands full with bags of take-out burgers, fries and a tray with two milk shakes on it for himself and his sister, Katherine (or "Kat" for short) who was home from college for the summer. Jeff had just graduated high school himself and was due to go on active duty with the Air Force at the end of August, so he was intent on making his last summer as a civilian the best of his life. And since he got to spend it with his older sister, Kat,...