Virgin in Ropes: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Prof. Enoch Pickman

• Herausgeber: Taboo Pulp Press
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even give a proper description. Check out the free sample if you can.

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It hurt like all hell. First from the rawness caused by the lash, and then from the depth of entry which reached well into her womb and pained her terribly. He banged away at her as though it were his last fuck in his young life and she felt every thrust of him deep within the center of her guts. He slammed in and out, in and out and back and forth in steady, consistent movements.

He knew exactly how to punish her the most. He knew what made her moan, what made her squeal and convulse. She was in total pain and her breathing was one continual moan of pain, both when she took in breath and when she exhaled. Her moans, she had not realized, turned him on all the more to fuck her harder, to punish her more. But even if she were aware of what her moans did for him, she could not have prevented them if it meant saving her life. Sammy knew how to bring her to the threshold of the maximum pain and how to sustain her on that brink until he was satisfied, until he had spent himself and his cruelties upon her raped and pain-ravished body.

Leseprobe

Virgin in Ropes

Prof. Enoch Pickman

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 1

They figured him for a sexual pervert but that was all they were going on. No description at all. No ransom notes. Nothing. Yet they never found any of the victims dead. He was either still holding them or he was disposing of them in a place, or in a way they could never be found.

Sue knew nothing about the case but she had one hunch. Just one groundless, uneducated hunch. She believed that whomever was kidnapping these girls was not killing them. He was holding them prisoners somewhere. Maybe even somewhere close by.

No one else shared her opinion. Not to the degree Sue did. They felt it was a possibility, yes, but highly unlikely as far as this type of crime was concerned.

But the kidnapper had been so thorough, Sue reasoned. So selective and so good at what he did, how he went about it, leaving not a single clue, that he had to be somewhat of a practical man. And no practical man would kill off beautiful young women. Not just like that. Not very easily.

He had apparently gone through a long and tedious selective process. Why should he just rape them and then kill them, she thought.

There had been four girls so far. All had been between twenty and twenty-two years old. All had attended Reverend Dr. Marvin Reel University where they were all law students, or preparing for a career as lawyers. All disappeared at night, either on first dates with boys they had never dated before, never known before, or abducted while they slept on campus.