OffWorld Slave Girl Chapter 14 Bidding for Claudia
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A warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy and I continue the story of my adventures with the amazing local custom of pleasure-slaves.
As previous readers are aware, the rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.
They were escaping the terrible poverty out in the vast farmlands of this world. As a pleasure-slave they would have a much better life, living in rich surroundings, and doing little work other than the obvious.
They also had much better legal protection than farm workers; they could not be abused in any way. They also had to agree to be sold to the winning bidder at their auction, they could refuse if they so wished.
Pleasure-slaves were also paid a monthly allowance which they could do with what they pleased. They could also save up their allowances and eventually buy their freedom if they so wished, but this was rare, as a pleasure-slave was generally a good life.
I had purchased my first pleasure-slave. Her name was Melora, she was an 18 year old ‘pure’ or virgin. She was blonde, petite and slim, with an incredible 34HH bust. I had gone to collect her from the auction house the day after the auction.
She had performed her first ever blow job on me in a private lounge in the auction house, and now I was ready to take her home…
I pressed the call button, and the manager almost immediately appeared. She followed us out into the foyer, chatting with me, hoping I would be happy with my new purchase, and telling me to come back again for the next auction. She suggested I should buy another girl next time so I could have my way with two girls, every man’s fantasy she told me.
I thanked her for her help, giving her a generous tip.
The valet had brought my vehicle around, I helped Melora into the front passenger seat. The valet loaded Melora’s bag into the trunk. I took the controls and we made our way back to my villa.
Melora was fascinated, looking out the window at the city and all the people. She had obviously led a sheltered life in the school of the auction house; it was somewhat like a nun leaving a convent.
She asked me many questions on our journey back to her new home, all about the things she saw out of the window, about me and my life. I answered them all as best I could, but they came thick and fast. She was on information overload.
Almost an hour later we arrived at my villa. I brought my vehicle to a halt out front. Melora shot out of the vehicle and over to the balcony area. She was jumping up and down and shrieking with happiness.
I joined her on the balcony.
“It’s amazing,” she said, beaming from ear to ear as she looked out over the cliffs to the city view below.
“I’m glad you like it,” I replied, “I hope you will be very happy here.”
I took her hand and took her on a tour around the villa, showing her the main house first. Then I took her back to the servant’s quarters. This is where she could have her own space. It had a few bedrooms, a lounge and dining area and kitchen.
“It’s wonderful master,” she beamed, “Thank you so much.”
Melora explained in the auction house she had shared a very small room with another girl, so this was a big change for her, everything was. I left her to unpack her things and get settled, telling her to come to the main house in an hour for dinner.
Later we had our meal in the dining room. It had been prepared by a chef I sometimes used to come over to cook for me. I wanted it to be special for Melora.
She wore a white gown, with a split up to her panties. It also showed off that amazing cleavage, she was almost spilling out of it.
At dinner she was again full of questions, and I answered them all as best as I could. I loved it when I made her laugh as it made her huge tits jiggle inside her dress.
After our dessert I led her out onto the patio area. I had some nice music playing, and we sat and chatted, watching the sunset. Melora loved the music, and I asked her to come dance with me on the balcony.
We stood close and slow danced, her huge tits pressed up against me. I ran my hands from her waist to her ass. It felt great, so full and firm. She kissed me, long, slow and wet.
I kissed her back, over and over as I groped her stunning ass. Damn, I wanted to fuck her so much now.
“Sexy girl,” I said.
“Thank you master,” She replied, kissing me again.
“Why don’t you go up to my bedroom darling? I’ve left something there I’d like you to wear for me.”
“Yes master,” she said, giving my cock a quick squeeze though my trousers, and tottering back to the house in her high heels. That ass was amazing.
I had ordered her some lingerie earlier and left it out for her on my bed.
I returned to the house and sat on one of the large sofas, awaiting Melora’s return. The living area was large and open. The main bedroom was accessed from an interior balcony overlooking the living area, with a large spiral staircase.
After ten minutes or so I heard Melora call out for me.
“Down here,” I called back to her.
The bedroom door opened and Melora appeared. She looked amazing. She wore black stockings with a suspender belt, little black panties, and a super skimpy little bra, which she was struggling to not fall out of.
I smiled at her as she carefully came down the staircase in her black high heels. She looked so hot. I loved seeing her tits bounce every time she took a step down. Her ass was stunning in those little panties.
“You look amazing honey,” I said, “Why don’t you dance for me?”
I used the remote to turn on the music again. Melora began to dance for me, very sexy, running her hands over her body, shaking that ass for me.
I rubbed my hardening cock through my trousers, she was so sexy. She moved closer. She shook her ass right in front of me. I grabbed her hips and buried my face in her ass.
“Oh yes master,” she said, wiggling her pert peachy bum as I kissed and licked it. Her ass was amazing.
I sat back on the sofa, and told her to sit astride me. Finally I was going to get to open my present, her huge tits just inches away from me.
I reached around her back, slowly undoing the clasp on her skimpy bra, slowly pulling it off her to finally reveal her amazing boobs.
My god they were huge, incredible. They were so big, yet so pert. Her nipples were a nice size, and erect.
I reached out and touched them for the first time, lovely soft skin, but nice and firm. I caressed them. No man had ever touched them before.
Melora put her hands around my neck, pushing my face into her tits. I kissed her boobs, licked and sucked on them. Melora ran her hands through my short hair as I sucked on her nipples.
We stayed like this for ten minutes or more, my hands and mouth glued to her tits.
“Master, do you like my boobs?” she asked, “Are you happy with them?”
“Oh god yes,” I replied, “I fucking love your tits.”
They were incredible; I couldn’t keep my eyes, or hands off them. Melora got down on her knees in front of me, with a cheeky smile. She unzipped me, pulling off my trousers and under shorts, releasing my hard cock.
She shuffled forward slightly, and I took her head in my hands, guiding her lips to my cock. She kissed my shaft with her lovely full blowjob lips, moving down slowly until she began sucking my balls. She took one in her mouth, then the other.
I reached down and groped her tits as she extended her tongue and gently lapped at my balls. Her tongue then made its way back up my shaft.
“Suck me,” I told her.
“Yes master,” she smiled, taking my head inside her mouth.
She began sucking me, her lips moving up and down my shaft, fairly slowly at first. She also let her tongue slide up and down the underside of my shaft inside her mouth. They had taught her well.
She would stop from time to time and lick my balls, or kiss the head of my cock. Her tongue licking and teasing me. She pouted her lips and I smacked them again and again with the head of my dick.
She took me back in her mouth, sucking me again, more urgent this time. She made lots of slurping sounds which I loved, and moaning in pleasure as she sucked me. I could see her playing with herself, one hand jammed down the front of her black panties.
I held her head in my hands, pushing her down to suck me deeper. Soon she was happily deep throating me. She started to gag after a while, and I let her up for air.
“I’m okay master,” she smiled, and shoved my cock straight back down her throat.
I put my hands on her head again, she started to gag again, but I could tell she was okay, as she then did something amazing. With her lips now at the base of my cock, I felt her tongue slip out over her lips and start licking my balls.
“Oh yeah, good girl,” I told her, “Fucking lovely busty slut.”
Eventually I let her up for air again.
“Do you like that, master?” she asked, wiping saliva from her face with a smile, “Do you like busty sluts?”
She reached up and kissed me, first on the lips, then across my face to my ear.
“I will love being your busty slut, master,” she whispered, “I will do whatever you want, you just tell me, or just do it to me. Whatever you like.”
I knew what I wanted now. I wanted her lovely pure pussy. I pulled her on to the sofa, on to her back, me above her on my knees on the sofa. I took off my shirt.
“Yes master,” Melora said.
I reached out and grabbed her panties, and ripped them off, Melora gasping as I did so. Her gorgeous shaved pussy revealed. I smiled, staring at it, so lovely.
“Fuck me master, fuck me,” she begged, spreading her thighs.
I grabbed her thighs, pulling her toward me. Melora was about to lose her innocence. I rubbed my cock over her pussy for a moment, and then pushed into her hard and fast.
I kept my eye on Melora as I did; I wanted to see her face the first time she was penetrated. She gasped again, back off me slightly. She moaned as I pulled back and thrust into her again.
I started off slowly, gently now. I didn’t want to hurt her. She panted in time to my thrusts. I could feel she was wet though.
Soon she started to moan, and I began to fuck her faster and harder. Her tits moved back and forth on her chest in time to my thrusts. I spread her legs wider and pushed deeper inside her.
I fucked her like this for a few minutes, a big smile on my face as I watched my cock slide in and out of her pussy. She played with her boobs, biting her lip as I fucked her even harder.
I stopped to catch my breath, leaning in close and kissing her.
“Get your lovely tits and ass upstairs in to my bed,” I said, sitting up on the sofa. She stood, ruffling her hair, her perfect ass right in front of my face. I buried my in her ass cheeks. I slapped her ass hard.
“Come on, up those stairs now,” I said.
“Yes master,” she purred, taking my cock in her hand and leading me up the stairs to the bedroom. I had never been led by my cock like this before.
I loved watching her naked ass and tits bounce and jiggle as she walked up the stairs in front of me.
In my bedroom I told her to get on her knees on the floor in front of me. She happily did so, and I immediately forced my cock into her mouth. I gripped her head in my hands and began fucking her mouth.
She made lovely moaning noises as I did so. I wasn’t going to let her up for air for a while. I continued thrusting in and out of her mouth.
She began to gag as I forced it deep down her throat. Damn this girl was good, she didn’t protest. Her eyes began to water as I fucked her mouth. I forced myself down her throat again and she did her little trick of licking my balls.
I finally let her up for air. Her watery eyes had made her black eyeliner make-up run down her cheeks. Saliva dribbled off her chin on to her huge tits. It gave me an idea.
I sat in my nice plush comfortable armchair in the corner of the bedroom.
“Come here honey, let me fuck those titties,” I told her.
She knelt in front of me, pushing her tits together, smiling at me. I pushed my cock deep in between them. Her tits enveloped my cock. Her saliva provided a good lube.
With her hands, Melora bounced her tits up and down my cock. I stared at her lovely big nipples, the head of my cock peeping in and out of the top of her massive cleavage.
“Oh Melora, you got such great fucking tits,” I said, “The best I’ve ever seen honey.”
“Thank you master,” she giggled, jiggling her tits up and down my cock. They felt so good, I felt like a king.
I let her bounce her boobs over my dick for a few minutes more, enjoying the sight of this super busty young women giving her first tit-fuck. She would certainly be doing this a lot more. She was stunning, and she was all mine.
Eventually I stood up; she immediately put my cock in her mouth and began furiously sucking me off. But I wanted her pussy again, and took her to my enormous bed.
I lay on my back and told her to ride me. She smiled as she sat astride me, and lowered herself onto my cock. She was so lovely and tight.
She ground her hips back and forth on top of me, as my hands moved from her waist to play with her massive tits again. They were so fucking huge, I loved them.
She soon began bouncing energetically up and down on my cock, and her tits bounced with her. What an incredible sight.
She was now breathing heavily, moaning and panting as she bounced, faster and more urgent. She was really wet now.
“Oh master, you’re so big,” she moaned, “I love it.”
She had her hands on my chest as she furiously fucked away; her nails began to dig into me. She was obviously getting close. I started to thrust back into her as she bounced faster and harder still.
Her moans became louder too, until they were really quite loud.
“Oh master, yes. Yes, yes,” she cried, her nails dug into my chest even harder, “Oh fuuuck!”
She finally came, collapsing on top of me, panting like crazy.
“You enjoy that honey?” I asked.
“Oh master, it’s wonderful,” she panted, “I’ve played with myself many times, but this is so much better.”
We both laughed, and kissed. She pushed my head into her tits and smothered me. If I had to die this would be how I’d want to go.
I flipped her over onto her back, pushed her legs wider and thrust back inside her. Melora noticed the red marks she had made on my chest with her nails.
“Master, I’m sorry,” she said. I laughed it off and continued fucking her. She had that lovely big smile across her face again.
Her pussy was lovely and wet and so tight. It felt so good; she looked so amazing as I fucked her, her tits bouncing back and forth across her chest in time to my thrusting.
I wanted her doggy-style now, so turned her over on to all fours. She backed in to me, my cock filling her pussy again.
I held her stunning ass as I thrust into her. Her ass cheeks were pressed up against my thighs, I loved that feeling.
“Oh good girl,” I said, thrusting into her harder and faster, “Good fucking girl.”
“Yes master, fuck your busty slut,” she moaned, “Fuck me, you fucking big dick.”
That sent me over the edge, and I shot my load deep inside her. I pumped every last drop of my seed into her pussy, then pulled out and collapsed back on the bed.
I looked over at Melora, a big smile on her face. She had finally been fucked, and certainly seemed quite happy about it.
“Did you enjoy that as much as I did?” I asked her cheekily.
“Oh yes master,” she purred, “Very much.”
“Good, get used to it,” I said, “Because you’re going to be servicing me like that an awful lot in the future.”
Melora giggled, “Yes master, I’m looking forward to it.”
I grabbed her ass, burying my face in her deep soft cleavage.
“You’ve got a body built for sucking and fucking darling,” I told her, “I’m gonna make sure it gets used for that purpose at every opportunity.”
Again Melora giggled. I sucked on her nipples as she pulled the bedcover over the both of us.
We kissed and chatted for the next hour or so, until I was tired. I rested my head on her tits, using them as the most wonderful pillow, and soon fell asleep.
As I drifted off into my peaceful slumber, I could have had no idea that my gorgeous pleasure slave would soon make a wonderful, sexy, and intriguing request of me…
TO BE CONTINUED.
Again, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy and I continue the story of my adventures with the amazing local custom of pleasure-slaves.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the terrible...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various others. As previous readers are aware, I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the terrible...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware, I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy and I continue the story of my adventures with the amazing local custom of pleasure-slaves.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the terrible...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. As previous readers are aware, I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy and I continue the story of my adventures with the amazing local custom of pleasure-slaves.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue the tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware, I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
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Three days later I thought I was up to working as a household slave provided they realised I could not do heavy work and would not be subjected to further punishment. Consequently at 5 a.m. the following morning a eunuch came and took me to meet Georgina in the main kitchen. She was a large, stern looking woman possibly of Turkish origin. She looked at me with some disdain but she'd obviously been told I was no longer a slave and now had access to the king so she tried to hide it. As usual I...
If you don’t know about me, my name is Bradley Parker. There is nothing extra-ordinary about me, which I can tell you. I am just over 6 feet with black hair and black eyes. I just finished my junior year and will be a senior after the summer break. This year has been especially tough for me as my parents got an ugly divorce. Though I didn’t live with them in 3 years it really affected me, as I was an only child, and the thought of not celebrating Christmas or Thanks giving together bothered...
Chapter 1Upon the rich austerity of David Murchinson´s polished mahogany the silver chrome of the handcuffs were a shining incongruity against the reticence of Corporate good taste. Corey Gibson eyed them with disdain. She was more concerned with what Murchinson was saying."On the face of it I should simply shut up, keep quiet. I should allow Planet Oil Corporation to slide down the drain and your father with it. But I don´t want that." He sighed heavily. "This old family role isn´t all it´s...
She was cooking something on the pan when I got to the kitchen. As usual, she was wearing a tight blue denim shorts and a plain white t-shirt. The way she was bending over the frying pan, her beautiful bottom was presented to view. I stood behind her and appreciated the view for several seconds. “Good Morning” I told. Korin was startled and the spatula fell from her hand. Clearly she was not aware that I was standing behind her all this time. She turned around and wished good morning with a...
Note: Mary gave her father teenage Felicity to be his slave. Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Wednesday, June 19th, 2013 – Felicity Rye – Tacoma, WA Being a slave was a new experience for me, and I wasn't exactly sure what was required of me. Yesterday, my former Mistress—the beautiful Mary who had taken my virginity that wonderful afternoon when Mark had brought my friend April and me home with him—had given me to her father, Mr. Sullivan, to be his slave. He was a gentle man, and a...
It took me a while to connect with Ash. Tough it was early morning in Leongrad, it was well into to daytime in Moscow. “Hey Brad. Enjoying your days in Bastinia” Ash was delighted to hear from me. “Not so much Ash. It would have been a lot better if you were here. Anyway, what time are you arriving? Korin and me will come pick you up.” There was a pause on the line. Then she spoke. “Sorry to disappoint you again Brad. But it will be a couple of more days. I am trying my best to leave Moscow...
Time passed as Janet continued to lead her highly unusual life. From Monday through Friday, she worked at her job and lived normally. She worked, shopped, did laundry. She refused the advances on men at her job, and stopped socializing with her female friends. Gradually, she acquired the nickname of Ice Queen. When Friday came, she couldn't wait for the arrival of the limo to take her to Mistress Erica for her bondage session. Little could her co-workers imagine just what she was doing on...
I wonder how much I have changed ever since I came to Bastinia. Being brought up in the United States, I would never imagine about enslaving another human being, let alone hurting them like the times before the civil war. But for past week I constantly took advantage of my slave girl Korin, and even punished her which would have been un-imaginable in United States. May be this is where I meant to be. The fact that I did all these without an elevation of heart rate or even any remorse...
Here I will lay out how I, William Steelforth, progressed from the unqualified slavery enthusiast I was in high school to the qualified slavery advocate I had become as managing partner of the agency which bore my name. After high school, the next opportunity to have an animated exchange about my ideas with a teacher came in a discussion with Professor Petersen, my philosophy teacher, in my sophomore year of college. Unlike my high school civics teacher, he was actually a proponent of...
Tortured and disgraced Former Warrior Slave Francine writhed on the table in the dungeon. She still had enough of her dignity and courage left not to cry out. She would never give them the satisfaction of hearing her scream for mercy. Only another hour and the pain would stop and she would be fed and allowed to sleep. Eighteen hours pain and six hours sleep. This was the thirteenth week of this routine and she still kept her sanity, still kept count of time and still hoped one day to redeem...
Seven weeks after Francine's third fight and the sudden onset of Winter, Francine, Frederica and the Mistress were at the Slave Camp. Thanks to Francine winning seven contests in a row and Patti and Gottman also doing well, the Mistress had been able to finance another Slave Gathering Mission to Earth. It had been a different locality this time. There was still a problem with landing near Diana's house in the Old Wood. The finest minds were working on it, but no solution had as yet been...
"How would you like to have Francine tonight, Frederica?" "Very much, Mistress! It has been so long. Seven weeks since she started her training. I have seen her about the place, especially since she stopped pulling your carriage. She looks so strong. And she still has no clothes to wear?" "None. And she never will, the bitch. But you like her and she is yours tonight. I will have someone clean her up and make her smell nice for you. If I asked you to whip her again, would you...
"I just can't believe he cheated on me," Cheryl sighed. "I mean, we just got married, you know?" I nodded sympathetically. We'd spent much of the afternoon talking about BDSM, or I'd talked, I should say. Cheryl had asked a lot of questions and I'd done my best to answer them. But her mind kept wandering back to James and his infidelity. It was going to take some time before she could forgive him We were sitting at a small round table in a hotel bar after our lunch, the same hotel...
This story is of an adult nature and contains, female domination, bondage, and other deviant pastimes. If you are under age, or shocked by material of this nature, do not read the story. This story can only be published with my express permission, which has only been given to date to Fictionmania.tv. If you do read the story, I hope you enjoy it. It is my first story so please pass any comments back to me at [email protected]. More importantly, if there are any real Mistresses...
For the next fortnight, Katy served her boss like a dutiful young slave. She wore whatever he told her to - always a short skirt, and often without any underwear. The pretty blonde did exactly what he said, performing the most degrading sex acts on herself, on him, or on whoever he told her to. Most days John would fuck her at lunch time, and then again after work. He would never let her clean herself up afterwards, so Katy would spend all afternoon with his cum leaking out of her shaven...
Introduction: This is a purely fictional story. A continuation of the story of Ben Barnes and his family. My Pretty Little Slaves Chapter 21 Cayman Island Girls Family Reunions and a Couple of Weddings Characters Introduced: Penelope, 40, Briannas Mother, 55, White, Blond hair with Blue Eyes, 38D Breasts and a swan-like neck Iris, 18, Briannas Sister, 54 White, Blond hair with Blue Eyes, 38C Breasts and a swan-like neck Julian, 16, Briannas Sister, 52,White, Blond Hair with Green Eyes, 36C...
The Lady Fortescue's departure left Francine and her fellow companions in misery the opportunity to take stock of their new situation. They were in the middle of a walled enclosure, with a tent yards away from the row of slave frames to which they were so uncomfortably and humiliatingly tied. There were buildings beyond the tent, of a ramshackle and primitive nature. The whole set-up was reminiscent of one of those forts built in the American West. Francine wondered what lay beyond the...
Introduction: Erika spends the rent money her mom left her and becomes a sex slave =================================== ERIKA THE SEX SLAVE, CHAPTER ONE =================================== KEYWORDS: M/f, teen female, sex slave, rough, blowjob, BJ, anal, humiliation, humil Comments? E-mail: [email protected] Erika was a bombshell. She was the type of girl that when walking down the street turned heads. And, she knew it. She had an amazing body, full pouty lips, great set of tits for her age,...
ERIKA THE SEX SLAVE, CHAPTER ONE =================================== KEYWORDS: M/f, teen female, sex slave, rough, blowjob, BJ, anal, humiliation, humil Comments? E-mail: [email protected] Erika was a bombshell. She was the type of girl that when walking down the street turned heads. And, she knew it. She had an amazing body, full pouty lips, great set of tits for her age, nice slender hips and a belly-dancer stomach (which had a nice dangling belly-button ring). ...
PERSIAN STYLE VENGEACE SUPERGIRL: VOLUNTARY SLAVERY By Sonya Esperanto? [email protected] Supergirl is a property of DC Comics. This is a non profit story for no one below 18. Synopsis: About a world where most men died out from a virus, leaving only a small few. Supergirl also is desperately horny and even would subject herself to be a bdsm slave to any man still alive Story Supergirl flew on the sky above, realizing that a world without men was boring, that is if you...
Introduction: Fictional Story. Romance about an unusual family My Pretty Little Slaves Chapter 13 Training of Nadine, Hawaiian girls and Sophia, Spring Break Cruise and a Trip to the Cayman Islands. Character Introduced: Josie, 14, daughter of Fred and sister of Jolene, white, 51 Red Hair Green Eyes 34C breasts Janice, 14, daughter of Fred Josies identical twin, white, 51 Red Hair Green Eyes 34C breasts Claire, 12, sister of Jolene twin of Clairice, white, 411 Brown Hair Blue Eyes 32D breasts...
Gradually people started coming into the compound. Many were on foot and looked to be very poor. Francine guessed that they would not be serious bidders, but just here to feast their lusting eyes on fair female flesh. Some were in horse drawn carriages, but others had carts pulled by teams of strong and Tharg-like men. Two of the bidders had carriages pulled by female slaves. These female slaves were not the delicate beauties offered for sale today, but strong and muscular women. One of them...
Tonya was now very sore from holding her position so long; she wanted desperately to flex her body, but she didn't dare, guessing that she was being watched. Her entire body was starting to feel like a ball of fire, but she couldn't let herself move! Her eyes started to fill with tears from the pain; just as she thought she couldn't hold on anymore, the door opened! She turned to see Nancy enter, once again dressed in the black leather outfit she was wearing when she cut off Tonya's...
Chapter 5 - humiliation With my last evening as a free woman finished and now officially Masters Sissy Slave I had assumed that things would return to the way they had been for the previous 2 weeks. Waking up in bed with Master inside me I received my first fucking as an official slave. After he was finished with me I went to prepare myself for the day by returning to my morning routine. Taking in my gruel I remembered how good the food felt last night. I never thought that the day...
FRANCINE "Where the Hell am I?" Francine was regaining consciousness after her journey to another, harsher world. She tried to move her arms and found that they were tied behind her with a knot that she could not loosen. Her feet were bound and she was upright. As her head cleared she could see that she was tied to a kind of wooden frame and in the hot fierce burning heat of another sun than the one that had warmed her nubile young body on her own planet. She was thirsty. She was in pain....
This story is my first attempt to write any kind of fiction. I look forward to any feedback in the comments. Also, this first chapter is mostly about setting up the story, so includes a bit of background and takes a bit of time to reach the good stuff. Please bear with it, and the next few stories will be more focused. -------- Chapter 1 - An introduction Tamara was standing there, outside Jack's door. What was she doing here? It had been close to a year since they last saw each...
Characters introduced At the local school: Mr. Theodore “Teddy” Smith, 45 Principal, 6'2 12” x 3 1/2” cock Black Male Leroy, 35 Janitor, 6'3 13”x 4” cock LuAnne, 22 Nurse, 5'11 Brown hair Hazel eyes 36D swan like neck Alexandra “Alex”, 32 Teacher, 5'2 white blond hair blue eyes 34C Alana, 30 Teacher, 5'4 white Brown hair green eyes 32C Roxanne, 24 Teacher, 5'4 white Blond hair blue eyes 36D swan like neck Rosanna, 25 Teacher, 5'8 white Red hair green eyes 36C swan like...
One night after a long day of work she had started reading a BDSM story she had found online and was getting into it but was too tired to finish so she bookmarked it and went and took a quick shower. She dressed in a small comfortable pair of hello kitty shorts and a white tank top and climbed in bed. She quickly feel asleep not knowing how her life would change forever that night. Mike was a generally easygoing person, he was 33 years old 5 foot 6 about 170 pounds. He had short black...