The rhythm of the music pounded into me, it was like a part of me. I couldn’t believe I could feel this sexy, this vibrant, and full of life. Who knew that going to rock concerts could do that? I ran my hands up my tight black leather clothes, a corset that pushed my full
Natalie in the Vampire’s Den by VladWard
My second story. I like to think I’ve gotten better, and this one is in the third person narrative. It had been a hell of a day for Natalie. Ambushed in her own home, she had been taken by a rather ruthless duo of men, then suddenly found herself bound and gagged with a sack