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“Back to your desks!” It was Rosalie who gave the command... and Julia and Melissa resumed their places on the hard wooden seats, Melissa could not check a gasp at the contact and tears now brimmed over her eyes. Once again her hindquarters were sore... burning... and throbbing. Simply because someone had decided to amuse themselves with her. Julia was in scarcely any better state, even though her canings had been more spaced out than Melissa’s.
“Well, girls,” said the Principal, “you will now have a better idea how our Academy is run. But, believe me, it is entirely for your benefit. You may not like it at the moment but, in the end, you will turn out brighter and better behaved girls. Don’t forget that!”
Two resigned, despairing faces looked back at him in silence.
“Well, that is all for today,” said Rosalie. “Class dismiss.” Automatically, Julia and Melissa stood up. Havers coughed and made a sigh to Rosalie.
“Er... excuse me, Miss Rosalie,” he said. “I wish... Melissa to stay behind after class. There are one or two matters...”
“Of course, Principal. Melissa... take your seat again.” Melissa sat down again, with another little gasp.
“Julia... follow me...” Havers watched the retreating figure of Julia, seeing the swing of her short skirt, seeing the lovely smooth white thighs, seeing the pigtails dancing. Delightful... oh so delightful! He sat himself behind the desk and looked at Melissa. He looked for a long, long while... and the lust built steadily up in him.
“Young Miss,” he said at last,” I want you to come here. ”
Slowly, biting her lips, Melissa rose from her chair and approached the desk. She was very pale and tense.
“Round this side...” Melissa came round and stood right before Havers. He smiled. It was a leering, lascivious smile.
“I think you are a naughty girl,” he said. “And I don’t mean just as far as your work is concerned. ” Melissa remained silent, still biting her lips.
“Is that not so, Melissa?”
“I... I don’t think I... I’m n-naughty... Sir...”
“Oh... is that so? I, however, am of the opinion that most sixteenyear-olds are naughty.“ The grin widened. “You’re not going to tell me you don’t touch your pussy, are you? That you don’t play with it sometimes?”
Melissa remained silent. She knew she was supposed to being playing a ‘game’ but she did not quite know how to go about it.
“Well?”
“Y-Yes... sometimes... Sir,” came the whispered answer. Havers smiled.
“Ahhh... I thought so. But, my dear young lady, have you had anyone else play with it?”
“No... Sir...”
“Would you like that?”
“I... I don’t know, Sir.”
“No? Well, I think you would.”Another smile... and Havers patted his knee.“Let’s find out, shall we? Come and sit on here, my dear. Don’t be frightened... I won’t hurt you.”
Melissa’s hands clenched as she moved forward. With a shudder she seated herself on the fat thigh. Oh how revolting this brute was! And this ‘schoolgirl charade’ seemed to make him all the more so. She felt a flabby hand go round her waist then fondle her right breast.
“Oh... you are a big girl, Melissa, aren’t you?” The voice was thick with lust. Quite disgusting! Yet Melissa knew she must continue the charade.
“If... if you s-say so... Sir...”
“Oh... I do say so! You’ve got really lovely big tits for a sixteenyear-old. Don’t you like having them felt?”
“I... I don’t know, Sir...”
“Oh... I’m sure you do! That nipple’s lovely and firm...” Havers f ingered, squeezed and mauled. Then his other hand ran up Melissa’s left thigh. Right up and under her short skirt. He felt her shudder... and he loved it. His hand moved to the smooth mound. His fingers slid between the velvet-soft sex lips. He felt Melissa shudder more... and he loved it more.
“There... isn’t it nice to have someone else to do it? Better than playing with yourself, isn’t it?”
Melissa gave a little moan.
“I... I don’t... know... Sir...”
“You do... you do!”
“Yes... yes... Sir... it is b-better...” Havers fingers began to move faster. He concentrated on the clitoris, but from time to time slid his finger up and down, parting the sex lips, as if her were slicing a ripe peach.
“I told you you were a naughty girl, didn’t I?”
“Yes... yes... Sir...”
“You shouldn’t really let me be doing this, you know. It’s only because you’re naughty that you are.”
“Yes... Sir... y-yes...”
“Oh you naughty... naughty... girl! Do you know you are getting all hot and sticky?”
“Ahhh... I... didn’t know... ahh... Sir...”
“Oh yes you do know... and you love it. Say you love it. ”
“I l-love it... I love it... Sir...” As his fingers worked faster and faster, Havers’ features became a suffused mask of b********y. His mouth was slack, from time to time he snorted disgustingly.
“I... I’m... going to make you come... my pretty...”
“Ohh... ahh... ohhh... aahh...”
“You know about coming, don’t you? You make yourself do it often, don’t you?”
“Ahh... ooh... y-yes... yes... Sir... I do...”
“And you like it...”
“Yes... yes... I d-do... Sir...”By the moment, Melissa was becoming wetter and warmer. She simply could not help herself under Havers’ relentlessly driving f ingers. In any event, she wanted to reach a climax so that it should be all over as soon as possible.
“Are you coming, you naughty girl?” Havers was now really thinking of Melissa as a schoolgirl!
“Yes... yes... soon...”
“Good... good... let yourself go, my pretty... wriggle then... wriggle... oh you love it... don’t you?”
“Yes... hhhhaaaahhhh... yes... oooh... aaahhh... yes... oooh... Sir... I... I’m... going to c-come...”
“Come then... come... little one...” Havers’ fingers were working overtime. Melissa was beginning to jerk and squirm uncontrollably.
“Haaa... haaah... aaah... OOOOHHHH... NOW... NOW... AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” Melissa was convulsed. Doubled up. Twisting and turning on Haver’s thigh. His fingers went on working until the powerful spasm passed. Melissa sank down, sighing, her face buried in her hands.
“That was nice, wasn’t it?”
“Mmmmmff... ohh... ohh... mmmfff...”
“Nice but naughty, eh?”
“Mmmff... mmmff...” Melissa was sobbing quietly.
“Nothing to cry about, girlie...”
“Mmmfff... mmmfff... mmmfff...”
“Say you liked it.”
“Mmmff... I mmmff... I l-liked it... mmmff... Sir...” Havers grinned.
“There... I knew you did really. No point in pretending. All sixteen-year-olds like to be frigged. I know... oh I know!”
“Mmmfff... mmmfff...”
“Nothing to be ashamed about. Quite natural...”
“Mmmmfff... mmmmfff...”
“Stop that snivelling now. I thought you said you enjoyed it!”
“Mmmff... s-sorry... Sir... mmmff... s-sorry...” Only slowly did Melissa’s sobs subside. Though she had been degraded again and again in different ways, she somehow felt this particular obscenity even more humiliating than usual.
Havers meanwhile, waited patiently, continuing to squeeze Melissa’s right breast... repeatedly murmuring about her being a big girl... but such a naughty girl! Then, after a little while, he unzipped.
“I’ve got something to show you, young lady,” he said. His erection, which had been restrained for some time now, came thrusting up through his flies.
“There... what do you think of that?” he asked. Melissa’s hands were still over her face. She parted them... and looked. But she said nothing.
“Have you seen one of those before?” asked Havers.
Melissa strove to pull herself together. She must continue with this hideous and revolting ‘game’. Oh God... she must!
“N-No... Sir...”
“I should hope not. Not at your age. What do you think of it?”
“I... I don’t know, Sir...”
“Don’t know, eh? Well, do you know what it’s for?”
“No... not really, Sir...”
“I think you do.”
“No... no, Sir...”Melissa shook her head.
“Come now, young Miss. No need to be shy. You do know really, don’t you?”
“I... I’m not sure,Sir...” My God, thought Havers, she’s playing this game marvellously. Just as if she were an innocent sixteen-year-old. A virgin, in fact!
“Well, I will enlighten you, young lady,” said Havers. “It is for sticking into your pussy. Right up into it. Understand?”
“I... I think so, Sir...”
“Do you like the idea?”
“I... I don’t know, Sir...”
“Sure you don’t know?”
“I... I’m a little frightened, Sir...” Havers grinned. Marvellous... marvellous...
“No need to be,” he said. “You’ll enjoy it. Because that’s what I’m going to do with it.”
“Oh Sir... please... Sir... no... Sir...”
“What do you mean... no? You like being frigged. You’ll like this even better. Oh yes... I’m sure of that!”
“Please, Sir... I’m frightened...”
“Don’t keep saying that.”
“I c-can’t help it, Sir...”
“Take hold of it, my pretty.”
“Oh Sir... please...”
“Take hold of it!”
Melissa’s slim white hand gripped his solid organ. It was throbbing hot and the hand was cool.
“Like the feel of it?”
“I... I don’t know, Sir...”
“I think you do, young lady!”
“I... I like the feel of it, Sir...”
Havers grinned lecherously. The ‘game’ was going exactly to his liking.
“I bet you do! No point in pretending, is there? Young girls like the feel of a big, hard cock... even if they’re generally too shy to admit. Isn’t that so, Melissa?”
“Yes, Sir...” The answer was a whisper.
“How do you like the idea of it going into your pussy?”
“It... it still f-frightens me, Sir...”
“But it excites you, too, eh? Think about it.”
“I am, Sir...”
“Makes you go all hot, doesn’t it?”
“I... I don’t... I mean... I think... y-yes... Sir...”
Another lecherous grin from Havers.
“Makes you want to frig yourself, doesn’t it. Like you do in secret, when you’re in bed...”
“N-No... Sir...”
“Don’t lie to me, Melissa... or you’ll get the cane across your bottom again!”
“I... I’m sorry, Sir. I... I suppose it does...”
“Well frig yourself then.”
“P-Please... Sir...”
“Go on. Do as I say. And don’t look so innocently modest. I don’t mind.”
“Please... Sir...”
“Do as I say, girl! You know you want to.”
Melissa removed her right hand from Havers’ erection and slid it under her short skirt. Her features were quivering. The degradation was as sharp as a knife going through her belly.
“Get hold of my cock with your other hand, my pretty...” Melissa did so.“... and think about it going into you.“
Melissa tried not to do so. But it was, of course, futile. Her f ingers played rapidly on the most sensitive spots. It would be best to come to a climax as soon as possible. And so end the awful degradation. Oh God... that brute face leering at her! She wanted to be sick.
“Nice, eh?”
“Yer... esss... S-Sir...” Melissa could feel herself getting warmer. She parted her thighs a little and thrust her sex forward to gain better access.
“Mmmm... I can see you’re enjoying it. Still thinking about my cock, eh?”
“Y-Yess... yes... S-Sir...”
Faster... faster... wetter... wetter... faster... faster... warmer... warmer... faster... faster... Oh the hideous shame of it! Oh the vile b**st... to make her do it!
“Lovely, isn’t it?”
“Oh... hhaaahhh... yes... Sir...” Melissa’s haunches had begun to jerk back and forth. Her thighs parted even wider. Her mouth began to gape and her breath came panting out.
“Go on then... let yourself go, my beauty... come then... come!” Havers began to squeeze Melissa’s breasts. “Go on then!”
“Hhhaaahhh... aaahhh... hhhaaahhh!” Melissa’s fingers worked to a sudden frenzy. “HHHHHAAAAAHHHHHHH!” Melissa’s thighs clamped suddenly together and she slumped forward till her head almost touched her knees. Havers placed a hand upon her heaving back, enjoying the little whimpering sounds.
“That’s it. Lovely wasn’t it? I know just how much schoolgirls love to frig themselves.”
“Mmmfff... mmmfff...” sobbed Melissa weakly. She felt as helpless as a kitten.
“You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” A long pause. Then a whispered,
“yes... Sir...”
“Sit up again, Melissa.” Havers grinned at her when she did so, seeing the tears trickling down the soft cheeks.
“Have you anything to say, young lady?”
“I... I d-don’t understand...”
“Like, thank you?”
“Th-Thank you... Sir...”
“Thank you sir for letting me frig myself.”
With quivering mouth, Melissa repeated the humiliating words.
“Now I’ve got another treat for you,” continued Havers. “It’s something not many schoolgirls get the opportunity of doing. Do you know what it is?”
“N-No... Sir...”
“I’m going to let you suck my cock.” Melissa’s features twitched, even though she had been expecting it.
“Yes... Sir...” she said.
“Do you like the idea?”
“I... I’m not sure, Sir...” The ‘game’ was still going on!
“Well, I expect you will once you get started.”
“Y-Yes... Sir...”
“So kneel down on the floor. Just here.” Havers parted his fat thighs. His erection was still sticking up through his flies.
Melissa knelt and Havers looked down delightedly at the pig-tailed head. So like a schoolgirl! And what a schoolgirl!
“Now put it in your mouth, young lady. Think of it just as a lovely big lollipop. Then suck it like one. Understand?”
“Yes... Sir...” Melissa’s hand lightly gripped the firm root and she opened her mouth. Havers’ organ jerked as it felt the melting softness enclosing it. He took hold of the two pig-tails as Melissa began to suck. Gently but insistently. Oh God... it was good! So... so... good! What an expert the girl had become! One could easily have imagined she was really enjoying it.
“Like it?” Melissa’s auburn head nodded.
“Me too,“ said Havers. “You’re a good girl, Melissa, to do this for your Principal. Perhaps I won’t cane you so hard in future.”
Oh God... it was good! Too good! He daren’t let her go on more than a couple of minutes... Havers’ fleshy lips wet and lop-sided; his eyes were piggish. He had begun to sweat. From time to time, he grunted his pleasure.
“That’s it, little one... suck... suck... take more of it in... oooh... yes... that’s lovely... oh you are a good girl!”
The auburn head was bobbing to and fro, ever more quickly. Swiftly the lust began to mount in Havers. For a few moments, he almost lost control... almost could not resist letting it go to a conclusion. Then, suddenly, pulling on the pig-tails, he jerked Melissa off him. He saw her wet, gaping mouth, saw her eyes screwed shut. He was panting, chest heaving. His organ was throbbing and jerking. He was right on the verge... Only slowly did his seething lust subside. Melissa opened her eyes. Eyes filled with horror and despair. Thank God... it must be nearly over! The filthy b**st could not hold out much longer.
“Do... do you know what I’m going to do now, my pretty?” Melissa nodded.
“What... what you t-told me earlier,” she answered.
“That’s right,” grinned Havers. “I am going to fuck you, Melissa. That’s what it’s called when a man puts his cock up a girl’s pussy. Did you know that?”
“Y-Yes... Sir... I... I’ve heard it...”
“You are a forward girl!” Havers stood up, unbuckled his trousers and pulled them off, taking his pants with them. Then he sat down again.
“When I say I am going to fuck you, Melissa, I am perhaps not strictly accurate. For, young lady, in effect, you are going to fuck me. Do you follow that?”
Melissa shook her head. “No, Sir,” she said.
“I mean,” said Havers, “I am not going to put my cock into you. You are going to lower yourself onto it. Got me?”
“I... I s-see... Sir...”
“Schoolgirls often like it like that. They can control it more. Otherwise a big cock might hurt them at first. You see?”
“Yes, Sir,” nodded Melissa. It really was nearly over now. Thank God... thank God! Just the final horror...
“All right then. Stand up, young lady.” Havers closed his thighs. Melissa straddled them and placed her hands on Havers’ shoulders. She could not bear to look into the bestial face and turned her head away. But Havers at once took hold of her pig-tails again and turned it back.
“I want to watch how much you enjoy it,” he said thickly. “Now get it up you, girl. I know you’re aching to!”
Thus Melissa was forced to look into the grinning, piggish face... see the obscenely-leering, slobbering mouth... while she gripped the root and guided the knob to her sex lips. A momentary pause... then she sank slowly down. A moaning sigh came from Havers.
“Lovely...” he said. “Oh you little beauty! You love it too, eh?”
“Y-Yes... S-Sir...” nodded Melissa, once more enduring the vile hardness within her being.
“You like the feel of a big hard prick up you, girlie?”
“Y-Yes... Sir...”
“I knew you would. Now move yourself, girlie, and you’ll like it more.”
Melissa’s haunches began to rise and fall slowly. Her feet were still on the floor, her straddled limbs bending and straightening with her movements.
“Mmm... lovely... lovely...” sighed Havers. “That frigging made you nice and hot, little one...”
Up and down... up and down... up and down...
“Oh that’s good... yes... ess... oh wriggle your arse, girl... yes... yes... that’s it...” Up and down... up and down... up and down... A little faster now... Havers felt Melissa’s soft bottom bouncing and bouncing on his thighs. That bottom which he had so recently caned. Oh God... the delight of it! Up and down... up and down... up and down... up and down... Bounce... bounce... bounce... bounce... That lovely lush bottom... Bounce... bounce... bounce... bounce... The squelchy juiciness increasing... Faster... yet faster... Bouncing - bouncing - bouncing - bouncing - bouncing - bouncing... The warm succulence increasing... Melissa’s breasts were bouncing, too. Havers suddenly ripped away the blouse and gym-slip so that they swung free before him. He nuzzled them briefly... bit them...
Then he looked into Melissa’s wide-staring eyes. And saw in them not only loathing but lust! Faster... faster... faster... That lovely bottom squirming and wriggling... now almost out of control!
“It... hhhaaahhh... it... it’s... g-going... to... m-make... me... come... a-again... hhhaaahhh!” gasped out Melissa.
“Come... then... g-girlie... hhhaaahhh... come then... HHHAAAHHH...” came Havers’ gasping-groaning reply. And his flabby haunches began to jerk and judder.
“HHHHAAAAHHHHHHH!” As Havers finally unleashed himself, he knew Melissa was just achieving yet another climax.
“HHHHAAAAA... AAAAAHHHHHH!” It was heaven... Sheer heaven... To room seemed to dissolve... There was only sensation... Exquisite sensation... The sensation of sex... ... and sadism!

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Diane moaned loudly, cupping Madison’s head, she lifted her face and kissed her open-mouth, sliding her tongue inside Madison’s mouth and stroking her tongue with her own before kissing each lip. Madison smiled as she picked up a bottle of body wash and squirted a good amount into her hand. She held her hand under the water for a second before lathering it together and began sliding the suds along the curves of Diane’s breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples slightly. Running her hands...

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Enslaved Entrapped 16

Thanks for all those who replied to the previous installments and those that sent a PM. Your suggestions are very welcome, not just as a source of inspiration, but it's also nice to see that you are interested. So please, continue spamming idea's, critique and suggestions! My working file is constantly updated (I can't change anything on the website due to its system) For those who are looking for something a bit more 'interactive' experience: send me a PM using the website and I'm...

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Enslaved Entrapped 1416

Just a heads up: These next few chapters are relatively mild compared to the previous update. I most likely wont be able to update soon, at the soonest probably in august. I would like to ask any interested readers: What would you like to see happening in the 'scene' in the upcoming chapter 17? Let me know in the anonymous and register free comments at the bottom! Thanks for reading, Enjoy! Chapter 14) Cleaning up I knew I had gone too far. But I couldn’t help it. I had...

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Enslaved

“He’s waking up,” he heard a voice say. Jim started to bring his hand to his face to rub his eyes only to find it chained to a steel pole as was his other arm and legs. “What the fuck?” he said in a whisper. A bright light was switched on as a slim, dark haired woman with shoulder length dark hair. She was naked and he stared dumbly at her exquisite 38C tits with pinks nipples before looking up into her face. “Hello Jim,” she said. Jim blinked his eyes taking in the woman who...

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Enslaved to the Mob Ch 02

“I said I’d take you home.” He tells her after seeing the look of bewilderment on her face, gathering his coat as the car slowly comes to a stop in front of the mansion. “I just didn’t tell you whose home you’d be going to.” “What the fuck is going on?!?!?” Angelique screams out to Mikhail, drowning out the sounds of the front doors of the limousine being closed. Remaining quiet, Mikhail takes another gulp of his alcohol as he watches Angelique with amusement. Her panic filled eyes...

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Enslaved to the Mob

As she rests her arms on her knees, Angelique quietly observes the street that she once spent so many hot summer nights playing on with neighborhood friends. It seemed like only yesterday when all of them would be running through the quiet street, playing simple children's games like Hide and Go Seek, water balloon wars, bicycle tag, etc. Now everyone had grown up and for the most part, apart from each other. Now the street was virtually deserted. She was, as far as she could tell, the...

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Enslaved Entrapped 16

Introduction: Tessa makes a movie As promised! New chapter in August. This is the real chapter 16 (there was no chapter 16 in previous installment.) Next part will come soon. Thanks for all those who replied to the previous installments and those that sent a PM. Your suggestions are very welcome, not just as a source of inspiration, but its also nice to see that you are interested. So please, continue spamming ideas, critique and suggestions! My working file is constantly updated (I cant...

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Enslaved Part 2

Introduction: Two lovely ladies have some fun shower and a glass of wine with another after Diane stepped into the shower and Madison came in after her closing the glass door. Diane turned on the hot water and the cold water and stood under the spray of water. Madison smoothed her hands over Dianes breasts as she dipped her head and sucked a nipple into her mouth, stroking it with her tongue. Diane moaned loudly, cupping Madisons head, she lifted her face and kissed her open-mouth, sliding...

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Enslaved

Introduction: Revenge is exacted on a man by two hot smokin babes with wet pussies! Jim stirred from the blackout that had over taken him and opened his eyes slowly. His head felt groggy and his eyes sore. He hadnt remembered having a hangover this bad in a long time. Hes waking up, he heard a voice say. Jim started to bring his hand to his face to rub his eyes only to find it chained to a steel pole as was his other arm and legs. What the fuck? he said in a whisper. A bright light was...

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Enslaved by your classmate

As you walk into your form class you look around and try find a seat. The only one left was beside your crush Sydney so you sit down. She ignores you to begin with but after a while she begins to notice you glancing at her. Seemingly enjoying yiur gaze she undoes the top button of her school shirt and stretches back, showing off her big tits. Unable to tear your eyes away you stare right at them, causing her to giggle slightly. The bell ringing snaps you back to attention and you head to your...

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Enslaved

The bar filled quicker than I imagined it would. I try to slide between the tight pack of bodies on my way to the ladies room. Still, some drunken oaf bumps his arm straight into me and a splash of beer splatters my breast and soaks my bright red dress. I look up to reproach the man, but his red cheeks and toothy grin imply that he probably spilt the beer on me by accident as some kind of misguided conversation starter that only makes sense to drunk guys. Around the pool tables, and down the...

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Enslaved by Professor

Your first night alone, in your college apartment, with your own laptop and broadband connected laptop was an eye-opening and life changing experience. There were no parents around and no child-protection software preventing you from total freedom on the net. Your first night alone started when you clicked a spam link out of curiosity. It led to a Russian site where the young women were being brutally used. Your hand shook as you clicked on images and then video clips.

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Enslaved Chapter 68

One morning, towards the end of that first week, Quentin joined Julia on the sun-deck. “What gives?” he enquired pleasantly.Julia, looking through her glasses, replied: “She’s being bum-fucked by the nigger...”Quentin picked up his glasses and also looked. He focused on the reflection of Melissa’s face, and saw the revulsion vividly displayed on it. Her eyes were screwed tight, her mouth was slack and sagging, saliva dribbled down her chin.“Doesn’t appear to be enjoying it,” he remarked.“I...

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Enslaved Chapter 67

“Nothing much seems to change aboard the ‘Paradise’,” remarked Quentin affably. It was the following morning and he was relaxing in the small upper sun-deck used by guests. He was addressing a rather pale-faced man of about forty who sat alongside him. Madame Vesta had hinted he was a member of the British aristocracy but was using the name of Rodney Smith. He was it seemed, thinking of consigning his young wife to the vessel.“I wouldn’t know,” came the answer, “this is my first visit.”Quentin...

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Enslaved Chapter 66

Quentin, in an equally luxurious suite next to Julia’s, was also drinking champagne. It was a liquid which seemed as freely available as water aboard the ‘Paradise’! Miss Judith, so scantily clad, had been invited to be seated and was also taking a glass.“Most kind of you, Sir,” she said obsequiously. In fact Miss Judith could have had as much champagne as she liked... but it was best to play up to important guests.“My pleasure,” smiled Quentin. His piggy eyes roved over Miss Judith’s...

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Enslaved Chapter 64

Quentin had a lazy afternoon.First he instructed Cassim to remove Simone from the Punishment Block and give her Treatment. The dildoe, however, was to remain within her for a further six hours and she was to be returned to the iron-barred cell adjacent to his personal quarters.“Do you know,” smiled Quentin at the Lebanese, “all this is largely for your benefit?”The dusky Arab also smiled, briefly but lecherously. “If you say so, Sir,” he replied.“I do,” said Quentin. “Mind you, I shall...

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Enslaved Chapter 63

“That was a hiding she won’t forget in a hurry,” remarked Quentin. He and Melissa were seated in the cool of one of the smaller drawing rooms of Maison Jaune. In attendance were Maria and Heidi. Both were naked but for white calf-length boots with very high heels, and small white linen aprons which concealed neither girl’s breasts nor her smoothly-shaved pubic mound. They were worn simply as a decorative symbol of servitude.“She deserved it,” replied Melissa callously. She was dressed in a...

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Enslaved Chapter 62

When Quentin returned after a week of sun and sea air, he felt exceedingly fit. The holiday had done him good but it was nice to get back to home comforts. Strolling into the living room he found Melissa sprawled on a couch in a swim-suit with Julia in servile attendance. On a cushion in the centre of the room knelt Heidi and Maria. They were sharing a double-ended dildo, rocking to and fro along its length. On one wall hung Simone. She was held by a leather harness with legs splayed wide, held...

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Enslaved Chapter 61

Forty-eight hours later, Julia was in the master bedroom of the house, packing a suitcase ready for Quentin’s fishing trip. She knew what her Master would require. She knelt, naked as always, before a large leather case, checking through the items. Her curvaceous hindquarters were again without a blemish ... light honey-coloured gleaming softly. For, after her strapping and light caning she had undergone Healing Treatment. Quentin, who had been lying in bed reading the New York Herald Tribune,...

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Enslaved Chapter 60

Ahmed’s Narrative: It was a nice change to be off the ‘Paradise’ and on leave. Jason and I were flown to Marseille where we were picked up by one of the staff of ‘Maison Jaune’. His name is Hans and he is a brutish-looking German. It was amazing to see Melissa again. The last time had been abroad the ‘Paradise’ when she was still a slave-girl. Now she was the Boss’s wife and Queen of all she surveyed. She seemed to have taken quite naturally to her new status and put her times of servitude...

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Enslaved Chapter 59

When Quentin returned to the main room of the Maison Jaune, Julia was still in action. “This is a repeat performance, but with positions reversed,” announced Melissa. Quentin surveyed the scene, familiar enough. “She doesn’t seem to have lost any of her skills,” he said. “Look at that arse work.” “Yes, just look at it,” laughed Melissa. At that moment, under Ahmed’s relentless driving, Julia was right out of control. Jason’s cock escaped her mouth momentarily as she squealed her sexual delight....

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Enslaved Chapter 58

Julia’s Narrative: I feel my nates clenching uncontrollably in dread anticipation ... Fight as I might, I knew I could not withstand the action of the powerful vibrator within me. Not for long. She ... the she-Devil ... had put it there (no, no, Julia, you must not think of her like that, it is too dangerous. She is your Mistress and you must obey her. You must please her. Submit to her slightest whim). For you are her slave. Now ... and for as long as you live. (Oh, yes, amazing as it may...

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Enslaved Chapter 57

Quentin pressed the control button that opened the door of the Playroom...and Cassim entered. His muscular, dusky body seemed to glisten with oil. He grinned aimiably at Hans and then inclined his head towards Quentin. But his eyes were on the kneeling figure of Simone. “Was there something, Boss?” he asked. “I think you might say that,” smiled Quentin. “This slave ...” he pointed at Simone ...” has just been fucked by Hans but she still doesn’t seem satisfied.” “Hot for more cock, is she?” “I...

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Enslaved Chapter 56

Hans’ Narrative “Get your arse in the air,” ordered the Boss crisply. I’d got word a little earlier that the Boss wanted me down in his quarters. That pleased me for it more or less certainly meant that I was going to have to fuck the arse off that new bint he had recently acquired. Her name’s Simone and she was a right hoity-toity bitch when she arrived. It’s great to be able to help to cut her down to size. When I was let into what the Boss likes to call his Playroom, I saw that he was...

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Enslaved Chapter 55

A series of uncontrolled sobs shook her... Quentin Osman was humming softly to himself, contentedly. It was the sound of a man well pleased with life. He began to murmur the words of the tune; at least his version:“Oh, what a beautiful morning; Oh what a beautiful day; I’m painting the cunt of my slave-girl; And everything’s going my way!” Quentin’s rather jowly, but well-tanned face slipped into a salacious grin. In his hand was a long, slim artist’s brush, the tip of which was covered with...

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Enslaved Chapter 54

It was well past mid-morning before Melissa descended into the cellars. She was smartly but lightly dressed in a tight-fitting black skirt and lemon-yellow blouse, for it was her intention to go out on a shopping spree a little later on. She had her previous night’s winnings to spend!Melissa went first to Maria’s cell, where Cassim already was. The Lebanese looked at her approvingly and Melissa smiled briefly. But no mention was made of their frolic not so long before. Maria, unchained, was...

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Enslaved Chapter 53

“Enjoy yourself?”“You bet!”Melissa smiled at Quentin. “I thought Julia put up a good performance,” she said.Julia was, in fact, serving them their customary evening drinks out on the patio. Quentin patted her bottom as she bent over to re-fill his glass. “So did I,” he smiled. “If you like that thing up your arse so much, you must have it there more often.”“Thank you, Master,” said Julia deferentially.“Go and fetch it now, slave” came the order from Melissa.“Yes, Mistress... ” Julia hurried...

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Enslaved Chapter 52

The crate labelled ‘Additional Sales’ stood in the centre of the bedroom in Quentin’s suite. Still unaware of its contents, Hans and Cassim had placed it there for him. On previous days they had also made some minor alterations and additions to the bedroom and the adjoining dressing room.The latter had been converted into a kind of cell-cum-Punishment Room, with all the necessary equipment. The room was now entered through an iron-grille door which could be locked. There were some changes in...

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Enslaved Chapter 50

That same morning, Quentin Osman’s sailing yacht lay far out to sea, heaved-to. A sea-anchor trailed over the stern. The morning was pleasantly warm and lolling in a deck-chair, Quentin was using a pair of powerful binoculars. He was using them discreetly, bringing them only fractionally above the ship’s rail. They were focussed on another vessel further out to sea... a small, luxury motor cruiser. It, too, was stationary.Damn it, where is the woman, said Quentin under his breath? Why doesn’t...

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Enslaved Chapter 49

Maria and Heidi were returned to their individual cells a couple of hours before they emerged from sedation. Naked, each was laid out on her rough plank bed. On went the heavy iron collar from which ran a chain to a ring-bolt in the wall. Then their wrists were locked in to the manacles on the collar.Completely helpless... Hans looked down at the senseless Heidi. His hand ran over the light blonde down on her mound. That would be coming off that morning, he reckoned. He casually fingered the...

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Enslaved Chapter 48

Idly, melissa surveyed the weals across the buttocks of her personal slave. They were in neat, almost parallel lines. Expertly laid on, she reflected with a little feeling of satisfaction. Slowly she counted them, knowing exactly how each one of them would be feeling at that moment. Since they had been raised after midnight, they would still be sore and throbbing. There were twenty of them.A little smile played over Melissa’s full, wide lips.What an amusing game it was that she played every...

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Enslaved Chapter 47

“Well... well... things seem to be progressing satisfactorily!”Quentin’s voice was jovial as, a few minutes later, he came strolling into the Training Room. He regarded the scene with sardonic amusement. Melissa had certainly got down to work fast!Heidi was still kneeling before Cassim and the Syrian now had a grip on her long, blonde hair. Also, he had come to full erection and Heidi, having taken his knob into her mouth and, with evident distaste, had begun to suck. Her blue eyes were bulging...

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Enslaved Chapter 46

“Up... up!”The slim thong of leather in Zelda’s hand flailed across Maria’s flank. It woke the girl from a fretful sleep and a shriek of pain rang through the cell. That shriek penetrated to Heidi, in the neighbouring cell, jerking her up into the stark horror of a new day. So it was not a nightmare after all... There was the agony of the weals, now even greater, it seemed. Still throbbing and burning incessantly. Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Oh... oh... oh... if only it had been a nightmare! If...

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Enslaved Chapter 45

Quentin Osman rose from his seat and moved nearer. The flesh of the two young bodies joggled and quivered as the girls continued to struggle frantically, but futilely, against their chains. It fascinated him.Hans and Cassim approached with the gags. They were made of spongey black rubber, about the size of tennis balls, with a buckling strap attached. Cassim went round behind Heidi. Like one possessed, the girl twisted and turned her blonde head from side to side, striving to evade the ball-gag...

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Enslaved Chapter 44

Quentin osman opened the mail. They’re ready to send them,” he said. “Earlier than first anticipated.”“But we’re not ready,” said Melissa. She was very carefully painting her toenails a pale gold colour... at the same time thinking she would soon have Julia to do this task for her. Quentin reflected for a little while. “From the security point of view,” he said, “we can be ready in a day or two. And, although we might not be as well-equipped as we might like at this stage, we can improvise....

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Enslaved Chapter 43

After a couple of visits to the Carmargue area, Quentin and Melissa decided they had found what they wanted. It was a rambling 18th century farmhouse which had been considerably extended in the 19th century.“Four reception rooms... eight bedrooms... servants quarters... usual offices... ” said Melissa reading from the particulars an agent had given them.“Even more important,” smiled Quentin, “large wine cellarage space.”“Quite so,” nodded Melissa.“Not too difficult to convert. Though it will...

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Enslaved Chapter 42

“Quentin... ”“Yes, my dear?”“I’ve been thinking... ”“Uh-hu... good for you.” Quentin Osman’s reply was lazy. He stretched out a hand and patted Melissa’s bare, warm thigh. The lightly bronzed thigh of the wife of just less than a month. The couple were stretched out on two loungers, side by side, under a beach umbrella. It was very warm, but there was always the cool blue Mediterranean nearby to plunge into.Melissa gave Quentin’s midriff a playful pat. It was a different midriff to his...

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Enslaved Chapter 41

The Master-bedroom at Cragness presented a peaceful picture. Melissa and Quentin lay naked on the four-polster. They were asleep... an excess of brandy having finally overcome them. A senseless Julia had been removed and was under Treatment. It would be several days before she was fully fit to resume her duties. Havers, who had been summoned to take the weal-scarred girl away, had seemed slightly puzzled. He could not understand why Melissa was sitting at a dressing table, wearing a negligee...

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Enslaved Chapter 40

Havers led julia and Melissa into the Master-bedroom at Cragness, which was now occupied solely by Quentin. It was reminiscent of days aboard the ‘Paradise’ for both girls were stark naked and each wore a heavy iron collar to which a length of chain was attached. Their wrists were locked into fetters on the sides of the collars. These devices... symbols of slavery... were very useful when a girl was at the initial stages of her training and apt to be rebellious. She was easy to control and...

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