1. You Will Always Have My Heart


    Date: 11/20/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Cannibalism, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Death, Group Sex, Torture, Author: His Pet Molly, Source: sexstories.com

    My family and I are sitting in the cottage farm we have found somewhere south of Philadelphia. It is not safe I do not believe that those things can not come in. Theres a high fence outside and if we can be quite they wont hear us. We have food and running well water. Cold showers have become the norm. Properly best because its been almost a month since his hands were touching me. I close my eyes and remember one of our amazing nights together, so hot his hands, the crack and sting of the flogger, the feeling of his mouth all over me…..I open my eyes and I shiver, knowing I am wet again! Great. Were the hell is he? Is he safe? Did he run to his family home? Dam I don’t even know where that could be. I go upstairs to my bedroom and I look again at the photos I had printed when it all went down and I needed to print as many photo of my kids and family as I could. I have a hidden box under my bed. I keep those pics of him and me and some love texts he used to send me. On the table besides my bed is my very dead iPhone. I stare at it willing it to turn on. 2019 and stupid Apple didn't figure out gown to have a life long battery, typical. There were so many signs that the world needed to stop it’s fury on nature and then it happened. The flu or whatever it was. Now everybody was sick and dying but somehow not dead. It was comical at first. Old people who used to sit in chairs and smell like pee, were standing and not needing the walking stick, they were walking around, sprightly ...
    cutie. No!! They also bit the fuck out of anyone who they could get their hands on. No longer were they cheek pinchers who needed to remise about the world they lost when it was cool to send a telegram. Now they just rip your face right off and munch on it, like a piece of steak. Still the old lady who lived next door sounds like she makes more sense now! Her rambling turned into this raspy growl and at least she doesn't smoke anymore! I made sure she can not get to us. I cut off her legs. I need to know. I need to find him. If he is dead then I will just have to live on. Every morning it is the same dam nightmare. I wake and it is that 5 second time that you forget that the world as you know it has ended and most of the population want to eat you and not in a good way. There is no power. Nothing. Couldn't even send a dam telegram! Before it happened. He used to send a text to me every morning, never forgot. “Good Morning, my sexy Pet Molly” It made my morning. It cheered me up. He is my everything. And every day now I awake open my eyes and touch my phone. It used to light up with the first 2 words of his text. I would smile and get up make my coffee and text him back. I couldn't see him every day, but he loves me and I him and we cherished the time we had together. Now open my eyes touch my phone….nothing and it all rushes in the pain, the lost, living completely terrified that I am seconds away from being chewed on. Philadelphia is a short 15 minute drive in a car. Now I ...
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