MrJakov

Every new bitch pays her dues

by MrJakov

Chapter 7 in Automotive Troubles

Brianna was still sobbing and shuddering in agony when Rico suddenly thrust forward, grunting, and splashes of hot cum began to erupt into Brianna's cunt. She gurgled in protest around the cock thrusting into her mouth, but she couldn't scream, or even form the word 'no', with th...

William starts off slowly

by MrJakov

Chapter 10 in Automotive Troubles

With his fist-sized head probing at her exposed cunt, William sized up the challenge facing him - of penetrating this too-small, too-dry hole with his monster rod. He called back over his shoulder, to his collection of siblings, "Somebody go git the lard out of the kitchen." Bria...

William unveils his cock for Brianna

by MrJakov

Chapter 9 in Automotive Troubles

Wanda and Patsy checked the restraints one more time, before they stepped off to the side. As Brianna thrashed on the table, gasping and sobbing, the two sisters interlocked their hands, like lovers, and watched with serene smiles on their faces. Brianna gave up trying to free he...

The cult is serious about their ritual

by MrJakov

Chapter 6 in Automotive Troubles

Brianna's body went ice cold as she heard the word 'sacrifice'. Surely they meant something else...? she thought, in a panic, but big hands - strong hands - were lifting her to her feet, and pushing her up the steps, towards the central part of the dais. She screamed, as loud as...

Brianna walks in like she owns the place

by MrJakov

Chapter 5 in Automotive Troubles

The doors leading into the church were regular-sized, at least, and operated by a set of brass pull-handles. Brianna, mind racing at the possibilities that lay beyond them, grabbed the handles and tugged them out of the way, throwing her best foot forward to take her place in the...

When in Rome, strip like the Romans do

by MrJakov

Chapter 4 in Automotive Troubles

Brianna had no idea what was actually going on, but she was too curious to wait and find out. She draped the robe over a clothes rack, and quickly began to peel her clothing off. She draped her jacket over the rack, and then unzipped the side of her skirt. She stood there in the...

Enter the church quietly

by MrJakov

Chapter 3 in Automotive Troubles

Brianna took a few deep breaths, with her hand on the door handle, and then pulled as slowly as she could. She had to increase the she applied quite a bit, before the heavy door budged, but once it was in motion, she alternatively glanced between the growing crack, and the...

A hand-crafted, well-built dungeon

by MrJakov

Chapter 8 in Automotive Troubles

Brianna shrieked as she was propelled across the floor, kicking her heels against the hard packed dirt. William trailed along, outside of her reach, until his sisters roughly shoved Brianna down on something wide, flat, angled backwards, and rock solid. Her wrists were pinned up...

An amazing collection of dollhouses

by MrJakov

Chapter 7 in Automotive Troubles

Brianna sucked in her breath as she looked at the small-scale mansion, sitting on a low table, in the dim, flickering light. Even like this, barely visible, the handiwork was exquisite. Individual shingles made up the roof, and real glass glinted in every tiny window. King- and q...

Let's see what's downstairs

by MrJakov

Chapter 6 in Automotive Troubles

Not wanting to start being rude, when she is so close to getting her life back on track, Brianna quietly agrees to see what's downstairs in the old, rickety farmhouse. More kerosene lanterns have been lit, in the living room and kitchen, and one of the girls - Wanda, the blonde,...

Wait for the boys to get back, and have supper

by MrJakov

Chapter 5 in Automotive Troubles

Try to use the phone anyway

by MrJakov

Chapter 5 in Automotive Troubles

Wait for the boys to get back, and have supper

by MrJakov

Chapter 5 in Automotive Troubles

Politely ask for a ride into town

by MrJakov

Chapter 5 in Automotive Troubles

Everyone sits down for the meal

by MrJakov

Chapter 5 in Automotive Troubles

After the chaos of their entrance, the children took their seats around the gigantic table, quickly arranging themselves into what must have been a familiar pattern. The boys were across from Brianna, and she supposed they must be in order of eldest to youngest, from their father...

Wait for the boys to get back, and have supper

by MrJakov

Chapter 4 in Automotive Troubles

Brianna decided that the only path forward was to wait until after supper, when, hopefully, these yokels would be more helpful to her plight. Feeling a little silly that she was still wearing them, Brianna slid her heels off, and left them by the door, which she quietly closed be...

Politely ask for a ride into town

by MrJakov

Chapter 4 in Automotive Troubles

"I don't mean to trouble you, sir," Brianna smoothly cooed to her host, subtly shifting her stance to look both more submissive, and more confident. \_Let them think they have the upper hand, then, take everything they've got, \_she reminded herself, thinking back to her introduc...

Try to use the phone anyway

by MrJakov

Chapter 4 in Automotive Troubles

Brianna's eyes flicked from the giant of a man over to the wall-mounted telephone. It was clean, like everything else in the house, but the long, curly cord was heavily twisted around itself, and there were no fingerprints or smudges of any kind on it, that would indicate recent...

Boldly knock on the ancient door

by MrJakov

Chapter 3 in Automotive Troubles

Brianna scoffed at herself for being such a coward, and raised her knuckles to rap loudly on the frame of the old door. She tugged at the hem of her skirt, and adjusted her cuffs, as she desperately wished for a mirror she could use; but then, looking disheveled and helpless was...

Cut her clothes off with knives

by MrJakov

Chapter 5 in Automotive Troubles

Stripping her the old-fashioned way was out of the question, with her limbs spread-eagled and thick ropes around her wrists and ankles. Malik instead dipped down, almost gracefully, and came back up holding a wicked-looking pocket knife from his boot. He thumbed the small, curved...