1. Policewomen: Trina's Inferno


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Death, Extreme, Horror, Male Domination, Murder, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Snuff, Torture, Violence, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    saw me with a man in an intimate moment and it scarred you for life, well that’s your punishment!” she laughed, ignoring the dull pain in her ribs. Richie chuckled. “No, it didn’t scar me for life,” he thought about her on all fours, her butt in the air, moaning, grabbing the sheets, cumming again. “Good. Then no harm done. You were curious. Which reminds me, after this little ordeal I’ve been through, maybe it’s a sign that you and I need to be closer. Perhaps if you have more female interaction you won’t feel the need to spy on ladies being naughty?” his mother smiled. “Maybe,” Richie hung his head low. “Give me another hug,” Trina extended her arm. “You’re gonna have to take care of me for a while. Sorry if that ruins your summer.” “It won’t,” Richie closed his eyes, hugging his mother as carefully as possible. * 6 Tips To Lower Your Car Insurance Costs Allstate Sponsored Learn more Policewomen: Trina’s Inferno Aug 11, 2015, 8:56 AM From Ryan Piechota Details Author’s Note: This is my first attempt at Erotic Horror. When I think of erotic horror, this is what came to mind. This is based on Dante’s Inferno. If you’ve ever read that then you’ll recognize similarities. In this story, Dante is a tough warrior; a policewoman named Trina. She fights, kills, and even fucks her way through this madhouse. There is blood, there is gore, there is violence – all human-on-human trauma (no monsters, ghosts, etc). There are influences from the first Die Hard movie. That’s actually the ...
    vibe I was feeling most when writing this. There’s maybe a little bit of Saw in there too. I have no issue with men or women, no hidden agendas. I wanted to write a story where a woman is the hero and saves the day. That’s it. Also, as in most of my stories, there’s a hint of a slight incestuous vibe. It serves to set up a sequel for Trina and her son. Policewomen: Trina’s Inferno The sun was rising over South Beach, Miami. It was Trina’s day off and she was finishing her morning jog. Pausing to watch the sunrise, she thought about the day ahead of her. She’d spend the next few hours in the gym, focusing on her back and arms, giving her legs and glutes a rest. After that, she was going to call Mike to check in and see if any SWAT positions were open. He was friendly, giving Trina pointers here and there regarding fitness and various other exercises that may help her in the intensive SWAT team application process. Trina loved her job, but wanted more excitement. Her patrol route mostly consisted of retirement communities not far from the beach. It was quite boring for her, but she did her best, befriending many of the elderly folks on her route. After her workout, she jogged home. Her son, Richie was in the kitchen eating breakfast. “Hi there,” Trina said, entering the kitchen, heading to the refrigerator. “Hey,” he shyly said, watching his mother bend over, looking for her preferred brand of bottled water. He stared at her long legs, her toned butt covered by tiny black shorts. ...
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