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Emily Lockwood in Deadly Horizons. A Perilous CYOA
This is a Choose Your Own Adventure where you play as frequent damsel in distress Emily Lockwood. Take Emily and her mom on an adventure around the world with seven different countries to explore and sixty different unique ways for her story to end, whether it’s being tied up, gagged, groped, drugged, sold, knocked out, or chloroformed, each ending is totally different and you get to choose where Emily goes and what she does. Take Emily down the wrong path and you get to read one of over sixty different stories, detailing her and her moms sensual encounters with a gang of cruel criminals.
Emily is a schoolgirl detective no more! She ju
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The Dead of Night (Part 2)
Bethany recognized it in an instant -- the sickly sweet aroma that quickly overwhelmed her senses. Chloroform! Though she hated to admit it, Bethany was only too familiar with the narcotic drug, both as a private detective and a crime-fighting superheroine. She knew she only had seconds to free herself, before the chloroform forced her into unconsciousness. Bethany tried to focus. She planted both feet on the ground, steadying herself a moment, then drove the tip of her left stiletto heel into her captor’s foot. No good. The heel penetrated, but didn’t puncture through the shoe. “Now that’s more like it,” said a voice behind her, sultry and smooth. “I love it when they struggle.” “Nnnngggghhh!” Bethany yelled, her voice muffled by the white cloth. No good. None of the neighboring apartments were likely to hear her protests and worse, opening her mouth had causing Bethany to inhale more of the noxious fumes. Focus, dammit! Bethany balled her hands into fists and drove her
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The Dead of Night (Epilogue)
Ngggghh… Slowly, the Mistress of the Night started to stir. Her thoughts were hazy and unfocused. Her mouth tasted like the inside of a gauze strip. She blinked several times, trying to focus. The world was a mess of drifting halos. The first thing she noticed was that she couldn’t move her hands. Her arms had been wretched behind her spine, then stretched back and held together by what felt like a strand of thick leather. She tried to move her legs, only to realize they had been bent up over her ass, her ankles connected to the same leather strip in a painful hogtie. “Mmmnng!” Bethany cried in protest, but she’d been gagged as well -- gagged from what was left of her silk stockings. Desperately she tried to free her hands, but the leather strap wouldn’t budge. It was her own belt, wrapped and pulled tight to hold her limbs together. Bethany stopped short, reeling from a terrifying discovery. Her vision was tinted red… almost like… She was wearing her visor. Rotating her
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's Stacy. Stacy is featured in a few stories written by Bob where she has some adventures with Bethany.
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's Stacy. Stacy is featured in a few stories written by Bob where she has some adventures with Bethany.Bethany/Nocturne belongs to me and is used with permission.
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An extremely erotic 'kidnapping' story during a vacation. I always keep thinking that kind of setting provides some excellent possibilities for kinky situations.