My hand slapped against the bare rock, the cold already etching away the remaining heat my body possessed. I let out a gasp, desperately trying to take in a breath. It was difficult, and each breath brought pain to my body.
Damn them.
At least, those were the thoughts going through my brain. I stumbled forward. There was a wound on my leg, it kept me from walking forward properly. Blood also covered my skin, my tattered shirt, and the torn pants that used to make up the adventurer’s outfit I had borrowed. It looked worse than it was; I figured. Most of the blood wasn’t mine.
I groaned, stumbling to the ground, a sharp pain spiking through my leg. That wasn’t to say I wasn’t in particularly bad shape that was only a testament to how bad I was looking right now. I vaguely wondered if anyone who had been in the same situation as I would have survived this
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You’ve got to be fucking kidding me…
A moment later, a large, hard object was thrust into me and I let out a scream.
Wait! Wait! I know what you’re thinking. Spider rape? I thought this story was about the tale of a seductress? I wanted some sexy girl seducing a bunch of men and turning them into her sex slaves! I didn’t sign up for evil monsters penetrating helpless girls. What is this, Japan?
Well, what can I say? This is a monster rape woman world I was put into. I didn’t really have a choice in the matter. However, this is just the beginning of my story. Let’s just say, the path to becoming a sexual goddess involves pushing your way through a lot of nasty shit. Before I could turn sex into a weapon, I needed to experience it in all its nastiest flavors.
However, let’s move away from this mildly disturbing scene for a bit. I’d like to jump back to the true start of this adventure of mine. I think we’ll both find the scene a lot more enjoyable. Like all of my best stories, it starts with me on my knees and nice hard cock in my
I was sitting in the room for a couple hours as the doctors decided what to do to me. They decided to wrap my foot, they gave me crutches, and sent me home. They also sent me home to go to a local
The overall worst team to ever play major league baseball would have to be the Cleveland Spiders. The Spiders started off the season winning only 8 out of 38 games. The team would then go on to win only 12 of their last 112 games. Their best pitcher of the year had a record of 4-22 on the season. Finally the spiders at the end of the season the Cleveland Spiders would finish 35 games out of 11th place, and 72 games out of first place.
My fingernails dug so deeply into my palms that red ribbons began to flow from the gashes. “What the – Jay, let’s scram!” Footsteps thundered upon the floorboard as the intruders made their escape. I doubled over, freeing a heavy breath I hadn’t known I was holding.
In his editorial article, “From Now On, Let Women Kill their Own Spiders,” author David Barry claims that communication between both genders should be improved for the better understanding of each other. David Barry supports this claim by including examples of how women are stereotypical to men, and should be aware of both sides can find a way to cope with this situation and fix it. Barry’s purpose is to appeal to both men and women in order to make them come to the realization that both genders are capable of making mistakes, and also finding solutions to these problems that they face. David Barry uses rhetorical devices to appeal to both men and women from all over the world, in hopes of assisting them and ending these stereotypes about the
In Dave Berry’s essay, “From Here On, Let Women Kill Their Own Spiders” Berry uses a number of rhetorical devices. These rhetorical devices help explain the typical stereotypes of both men and women while also satirizing them at the same time. Using devices such as sarcasm, hyperboles, and satire, as well as using the appeal, pathos, Berry greatly connects to the audience in an emotional way. The way Dave Berry writes in this whole essay is sarcastic.
I start to slowly walk back to my cave where I hear a crack beneath my foot, I’m standing on a icy sheet over a ten foot wide hole with icy water beneath it. I start to slowly walk across it testing for the weak spots. when I eventually got across a rush of relief came over me. I slowly walked the rest of the way to my cave and settled down for a
“Tell me dear, what is fear?” Bum bum “Distracting.” I replied to the woman with blonde hair. Her heart beat pounding in my head. A heart beat so like mine.
I felt a sharp pain from my chest and I collapsed on the ground and I lost consciousness again. I woke strapped to a table this time with people looking down on me I reached for the knife in my jacket and cut the straps on the table and dropped the knife as I ran down the stairs and stopped at the door. It was beginning to open and I hid the people walked by with Dr.Zygon and I was about to reach out
Just like in the ambulance there were people all around me. I felt a stabbing pain in my hand and jerk it away. The pricks seem to just keep coming. My instincts were to jerk away each time. I got to the point where I was kicking and screaming.
I dug my nails into unknown faces. I was biting my way through, searching for air. No one cried out… ‘Are you alright, Juliek?’... ‘All right…All right…Not too much air… Tired…
Tears started to stream down your face. You felt around the bone and flesh. You hissed and grit your teeth. It stung. Bad.
Personal Narrative- Football Injury My nerves were racing in my stomach to no end. I’m wondering if everything is ok? Will everything be as I planned? I couldn 't stop thinking what might happen.
It was all a blur. Next thing I know I feel a sharp pain in my arm. I collapse and land head first. My breathing became hard and heavy. My eyes felt like they couldn’t stay up on their own.
I was bound securely. My cunt was soaked by the time he had tied me down. Today, he would use the crop for the first time. I didn't know that yet, but he could see my body tremble in anticipation. I wiggled my ass as he slid his hand along it and then down between my thighs, purposely not touching my wet cunt.
“Wyatt?” a nurse says poking her head out from behind the door. I head back to find out what injuries the mountain had bestowed on me. The nurse did the boring average checking of my vitals while I still sat in pain of more serious