Sex Misadventure

Sex Misadventure is a horrifying account of sex, brutality, and survival. Envision a reality film crew in a war-torn region of Africa falling into the abusive hands of evil and violent men. What outrageous indignities will they be forced to endure? Get ready for adventure, danger, and excitement. This is not a squeamish read. There are many things you may find unpleasant in this book and that is exactly the point. Nothing is hidden or sugar coated. Abduction, cruelty, torture, and murder are gruesome matters that must be shown as they are. Read on if you dare, about victimization, sex, feminization, dominance and submission, as each member is forced participate in deeds against their will. See how they are tested to the limit of endurance and sanity. Join them in retribution and their flight to freedom. That and much more is in Sex Misadventure.

Here are samples of the action in Sex Misadventure:

“Stop it! Stop it!” I said. “Why are you treating us this way? We haven’t done anything to you!”

“You haven’t done anything for us, either,” returned Jabarti.

Then, staring straight at me, he said the following, “How about a dance?”

I stared at him in amazement.

“Come on. Dance for us. You are a good-looking woman. You know how to dance, don’t you?”

When I didn’t move, one of the gunmen jammed his gun barrel into Patrick’s side. Patrick howled at the sharp pain in his ribs.

“Dance!” the bully commanded.

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He stepped aside as if to walk away and then added, “And all your belongings are now mine. I paid for them just like I paid for you. I own you and I own your items. I will tell you what your duties are, later. Now, clean up. Go! You stink!”

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Commander Scorbagadoff replied, “You won’t need a script. You will improvise. How do you say? Ad-lib!” The commander’s semiautomatic made another appearance. “Now, disrobe.”

I became immediately aware of what was going on. Like it or not, I was about to star in an amateur porn flick. My suspicion was confirmed when the company of remaining mercenaries began to strip down. The commander waving his gun at me with a ‘hurry up’ look in his eye, prompted me to disrobe, too. There was one despondent look between Patrick and I before we steeled our nerves for what was about to transpire.

The commander ordered Patrick to begin shooting. He photographed me as I walked over to the couch and sat down as I was instructed. I was quickly joined by the five naked men. One stood in front of me with a leer of a smile on his face. One sat on either side of me on the couch and were quick to put their arms over my shoulders and started to feel my thighs. The other two walked behind the couch and groped my breasts. It was at that moment we heard Mike’s screams…


About The Author

Icarus Extimus writes hard core sex stories usually geared to a hetero male audience and exclusively for Turtle X-Press.