Useful Hi Daddy.  Don't panic - it's me Joe... only you can call me Jojo now I'm like this.   Shhhhhh, let me explain and don't worry, you aren't going to get into trouble.  Mom is out - she's at a friends and won't be back for hours and this isn't some sort of set-up.  I can imagine right now you're wondering what the fuck is going on, but you can stop looking around for a camera - this really isn't a joke, I really am your step-son Joe.  Look just sit down for a moment and I'll explain properly. I know you've hated it since I moved back home Daddy.  When you married my Mom I was at university studying chemistry and therefore you never really needed to get used to having me in your life.  When I dropped out and came home in my third year, it must have been a shock.  I could see you were trying to make an effort for my Mom's sake - but it must have been hard suddenly having a moody drop-out hanging around the house. My presence here h

 Madison's Mask Her heart hammered in fear and her palms dripped with sweat, but try as she might - Maddie couldn't escape. The evil girls had used stockings to tie her hands and feet to the chair - silk panties stuffing her mouth to stifle her squeals and any hope of rescue completely thwarted. Ironically both she and her friend were minutes from help - trapped in the dressing room of an expensive lingerie store with these two mad women   Maddie rocked and pulled as hard as she could to get free - but it was beyond hopeless and the women laughed to see her try. On the opposite chair Katie squealed and shook in fear, as the two smirking bitches on either side of her held her down by her shoulders and the one in the yellow lingerie opened an expensive looking case.  A perfect white porcelain mask gleamed inside - paper thin and set into an expression of cruel and wicked amusement. The mask in the case glowed with dark power and each of the women groaned, their own faces suddenly

 Caught! "Well hello Jonathan,  I guess you finally caught me. Here I am at last. How long has it been?  Three years?  Wow, it must be right?  Hah, it sure took you a while to find me - but then again you were always kind of slow.  I had begin to think you'd given up, but I suppose I should have known better.  And now you have me, you're planning to force that antidote down my neck and turn me back into your loser friend aren't you? But what's the rush? Before you finish me off, why don't we have a little chat? I just want it on record that I never really stole your friends life. I took a boring, weak, boy and made him into a Goddess. Is that really so bad?  What exactly have I done to ruin his life?  I've given him everything anyone could ever want.  Thanks to me, we're rich, successful, sexy and hot.  I live a life of pleasure, wealth and luxury few could dream of.  I have security, beautiful clothes, expensive makeup and a string of sexy boyfriends t