The procurer known as The Taker watched her crossing the playing field.
Bridget Thomas’ smile shone amid the high school prom class like a beautiful crescent moon in the night sky. Even from across the playing field he could see it. Her natural blond hair was bouncing down to the center of her back. He studied her slim, sleek, shapely figure, dark blue eyes, her proud, prodigious chest, and her happy, bright, fresh face. Continue reading
I am a visual person and I am not ashamed to admit that my stories usual are born out of an image or two I’ve seen.Some of my earliest thrills came from the covers to detective/crime magazines or even the pulps published decades earlier. Sure, the bondage is sometimes…weak…and there may not even be a […]
Since the days Mickey first sailed into sound, cartoons and animated features have given us plenty of damsels distressed.I'll run a few from my collection from time to time, but if you'd like to see a full DVD of these type of scenes made available, write me.