He was her favorite student. The other teachers thought of him as insubordinate, unmanageable, and wild, but she saw beyond that. His writing had shown her the hurt and the anguish as well as the inner strength that had developed as a result of growing up abused. He was 18, a senior in Samantha Stewart’s
Once upon a time, in a kingdom called Coitusland, there lived a beautiful princess named Chastity. Chastity was the most beautiful girl in the land. She had long, red hair, sparkling green eyes, and full soft lips. Her body looked as though the Gods themselves had molded it. Large round, firm breasts, a tiny waist,
Jade opened her eyes, but the room was too dark to see. She tried to move her arms, but they were bound above her head. Not tight enough to cause pain, but enough to keep her immobile. Could she move her legs? “Damn!” She was tied spread-eagled. “What the hell happened?” She tried to remember,
