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Hanna part 3 It was morning, but not mourning. Hanna slowly awoke, this time in what she assumed to be the cold, harsh reality, save for one thing. The one thing that made her feel at ease was the fact that she had her arms around her lover. Strange dream-images of power and conquest filled her time between waking and sleep. What had it all been? A sign of better things to come? Or merely false hope? Feeling a bit confused, she moved a bit closer to her lover, pressing her breasts...
Aiden was so smug, I almost wanted to hit him. By putting a bullet through the head of Dick Pritchard's dad when he tried to escape arrest, Hanna's dad not only ended a serious threat to the family, he saved us all a lot of hassle and worry. That Aiden was considered something of a folk-hero in our town merely stoked the fire. Pritchard was obviously a murderous, slimy bastard who'd just shot two cops when Aiden nailed him. No one mourned him, except maybe his wife, Estelle, who was in...
My sister, her husband and her daughter all celebrate their birthdays within the same week in August, from the 11th to the 17th. This year they decided to throw a big shindig with about 50 guests. Invited were, among others, my sister's midwife and her 11 year old daughter, a lovely brunette just showing the first signs of sprouting into womanhood. The weather had been unforgiving for weeks, making the water temperature very agreeable. There were ten of us making for the beach and as soon as...
Chapter 14 Dancing and Loving When I woke I found that although still warm, the other half of the bed was empty, then heard the sound of cheerful humming drifting through from the small kitchen. A few minutes later Hanna appeared, she was wearing a light cotton house-coat, which unfortunately left nothing of her beautiful body in view, but she was carrying a tray. ‘Ah, my lord and master awakes.’ she said, smiling down at me as she put the tray on the bottom of the bed. ‘Tea and toast? Apart...
Chapter 10 Dinner for Two It was some time before either of us had the energy to even speak, let alone move, each content to lie in each other’s arms as our bodies slowly recovered from the totally shattering experience we had shared. Hanna made the first move, slipping from my arms and sitting up then bending to kiss me lightly. ‘Would you like to stay over Mac?’ ‘I’d love to Hanna.’ I said. ‘But it’s a bit impractical tonight, I have to be in Brussels early tomorrow morning and I brought...
NFL draft day was total chaos. BOTH sets of parents decided they needed to be with us for 'moral support'. (I'm sure they needed more support than we did.) The coach and a couple of teammates dropped in, too. Don was going through the same thing, I later learned. The first few picks were the obvious: The Heisman winner and runner-up, and the guy who won the Butkus Award. But I was amazed, and incredibly pleased and flattered, when the sixth pick was announced. "The San Francisco 49ers...
Hanna James was coming to her car late Tuesday night. She worked later then normal and as she was just about to the bend she heard moans looking and scared to death she saw Penny Toms a VP from one of the upper offices getting fucked hard. The man had her bent over her own car dress pulled up and hammering her good with her begging for more. Hanna knew she should just leave and not watch but she was froze in place when she saw the huge black that was pounding Penny. Hanna was no angle she...
The following material is sexually explicit erotica. If you are offended by hard-core pornography close this file. Chapter 22 The Taste of Honey Although the climb was quite easy to begin with it quickly turned to a more rocky scramble, so in case she missed her footing and needed support I let Hanna go first. Of course that also gave me the opportunity to enjoy the sight of her bottom moving beneath her skirt, and with that and the slowly expanding view of the surrounding sea beneath us, I...
Moira became my goal, and my concern. Jason was my pal. We hung out together. He had his own computer, with a headset instead of speakers, so he could play games without disturbing me. His small computer desk was in my office, so we spent lots of time together, in harmony and companionship, though we were doing different things. We spent a lot of active time, too. We'd play basketball and a little baseball. It's a great thing to teach your son to hit a thrown ball with a bat. Catching a...
For a few years, our lives proceeded in a peaceful, contented way. Much of our income was reinvested into long-term situations we felt held promise. We set up college accounts for the kids. We lived comfortably on what I made from the 49ers and our stipends from the USOC and IOC. And, if one of the kids was participating, we attended all the sporting events or school presentations we could. About that time, the kids hit puberty-simultaneously. The sixteen-year-old Jason shot up two inches...
Chapter 6 Declarations and Dinner The curtains had closed and the lights above gradually brightened just a little, then I was given several minutes to compose myself and return to reality before Hanna came back into the room. ‘Now you know a little of what we can do Mac.’ she said softly. ‘I hope you enjoyed the performance, we try to tailor these things to what we believe our clients will like. I trust we succeeded in your case.’ ‘In every possible way Hanna.’ I replied, pulling the robe...
Me? Oh yes, a little bit of an introduction would probably help a little. I am Jason Grant, a 17 year old "would-be" game designer. I'm studying but hardly, really. I am trying to battle school, which in RPG terms stands at like 20 levels less than I, but I am unarmed. In other words, lately shit just keeps fucking up. I have short black hair and brown eyes, and stand about 5'6. I would be taller but - a whole lotta coffee can indeed prevent you from growing too tall. Thanks a lot,...
Consciousness returned slowly, and as it did a number of things strike me at once - my arms and shoulders are aching...my hair, lank and damp, hangs across my face, obscuring my sight...and my jaw aches horribly. For some reason i cant focus properly, and it dawns on me that i am bound tight, my arms above me and my legs obscenely spread open below me. Looking down i see a fleshy colored blur, and i realize i am naked.Long minutes pass before i hear the sound of footsteps approaching, the creak...
"Uaaah..." I yawn as I gaze blankly down at the naked cummy figure of my 12 year old niece Hanna sleeping soundly with my penis in her pussy. "Mmm... Oh... Hi... ?" I look around... I look back. "HOLY SHIT!!! Oh god, what did we do?" There I was, speaking as though I only dreamed what happened back in episode 1. (Yes, I do indeed realize how cliche it is to say the episode number within the story and stop speaking for a moment in character, but you don't give a shit anyway...
Chapter 18 Siesta We made our way slowly up the covered walk-way, appreciating its shade and relative coolness, but still found that after our time in the sun the air-conditioning in our room seemed far too cold by comparison. ‘I’m sure we would get a bit of a breeze if we opened the door to the balcony Mac. So why not turn off the air-conditioning in the bed-room, then we won’t have to cover ourselves while we sleep.’ she suggested, adding. ‘I’ll just go and rinse the rest of the salt out...
I open my eyes with her arms wrapped around me, and her body as close to mine as the blanket covering us. We are fully clothed but still, I just can't seem to get used to this. I didn't expect it the first time, and here it is again... I lay there and I begin to wonder... Why the hell did she want it so badly? Why did she know what to do, and everything? How does she even know about Deep Throating? I swear, if my sister's boyfriend has been raping her I will kick his ass so hard...
I guess the coaches liked the way I played. I know my teammates did. The starting tight end went down with a severe injury early in the season... In spite of lots of prayers for his speedy recovery, he never played in the NFL again. So I started the last eight regular season games. They traded for a veteran tight end, to be my backup. The way the coaches expressed it to me, I knew the system and fit well in the offense. The new guy had to learn everything, even though he had six years in...
Although she'd never attended any other school, we gave Moira a choice of returning to the private school, or attending a public high school. Her friends were at the private school, so she said she'd prefer to remain there. They were in for a big shock when they discovered that Moira could see. In fact, she 'played the game' for a few days, to see how long it would take for them to catch on. After three days, everyone knew, so she stopped the pretense. When she checked out regular books...
When I saw the man walking towards me, my dick started to twitch. Even fromhalf a block away, he was sexy. As he got closer, his dick hardened more.The man was medium height, wearing boots, jeans and t-shirt. He was theperfect looking Daddy, with barrel chest and beer belly. He was rugged,with a big bushy mustache.The man saw my gaze and stared at me intently. I started to blush, butdidn't look away. The man came up to him and put out a big hand."Hey fella, noticed you looking at me. You're a...
Before Keri and I got together, if I was not to wrecked from a weekend competition, Monday night had been my karaoke night. I would go to the same downtown bar that hosted the blues jams on Wednesday night. I would sing and drink some of the high dollar bourbon that they always had for $5 a glass instead of the normal $7- $10 a glass. My favorite is Basil-Hayden. The crowd was all 30-something hipsters and the music was eclectic, to say the least. One guy would get up and do a rap, the next...
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The Bartender and the slave I was a bartender. It was a job I loved. I could usually find the kind of woman I wanted to play with by talking to them and sniffing out their submissive sides. So many women who came into bars alone were looking not just for sex, but for really rough sex, and I could read them well. That’s how I found my slaves. I would engage them in conversation and eventually get them to talk about sex, what they liked. I would bring up spanking and bondage and if I saw...
Her name was Barbara Barb for short I was at my local hole in the wall bar in Santa Monica The Daily Pint, known by the locals as The Pint. My Fiancee Angel was out of town for a few days visiting her parents. Angel and I had talked earlier in the evening, I told her I missed her and was board out of my head.So she said go play some pool you know how you like, it I agreed but declined. They were going to bed early in order to get up in the morning, so she said good night and if you do go out...
Chapter 12: Barocca Duz Rhiannon After the events of the banquet, Rhiannon and Barocca were among the first to leave to explore each other's bodies in private. They strolled through the corridors until they found quarters that Barocca were unoccupied. Barocca unlocked the door, and they were inside. "I've been looking forward to this, since I saw you with your hard-on at the table," said Rhiannon, as she licked her lips, while she looked at Barocca. "The feeling's mutual," said Barocca,...
Chapter 5: Barocca's Recruiting - Barocca Finds A FriendLater that evening in her quarters, Barocca plopped down onto her bed in disgust. It wasn't until now that Barocca realized what a daunting task she had ahead of her, in trying to contact the girl she wanted, and then recruit her. Even though Barocca now had a phone with secure access to the outside world, the type of information she needed wasn't exactly easy to come by.Barocca hadn't kept that much of a personal phone or address book...
Chapter 4: Barocca’s Recruiting – Barocca Gets Her WayThe next few days were busy ones for Barocca. In addition to her regular duties on the Island, Barocca made the rounds of the Island. Barocca had a very precise list of things she needed to do, and others that she needed to ensure happened, in order for her plan to succeed. Barocca racked her brain, and recalled one girl she had met several years ago, who just might be game enough to see things her way, and want to come to the Island. If...
Chapter 2: Barocca Duz JeanneBarocca smiled warmly at Jeanne, and she quickly undid the two knots that held her bikini panties on, and tossed them to the side. Barocca focused her thoughts, and released the mental control over her cock. Almost instantly, Barocca's cock lengthened and expanded so that it was now eight inches long, and as thick as several of Jeanne's fingers were. Jeanne shook her head in disbelief. "Damn. You weren't k**ding about some of the things you can do with your...
Chapter 2: Barocca Confronts EbonyBarocca and Ebony sat together in Barocca's quarters, watching a delayed video broadcast of the final moments of Jordan finishing her afternoon of sex with Clyda. As the final scene came to an end, Barocca pressed the button on the remote control and turned off the monitor. She let the remote land loudly on the end table next to her. "I don't believe it. I simply can't fucking believe it!" exclaimed Barocca. "Neither you or Clyda could manage to put that...
Chapter 6: The Girls' Night Out - Barocca & Jeanne's AdventureIt was nearly midnight on Saturday, the day before the Main Event was scheduled. Barocca and Jeanne each double-checked their bags to make certain that they had not forgotten anything, and then stealthily left Barocca's quarters, and made their way through the corridors to Dee Dee's lab on the other side of the Island. "Are you sure we're going to be able to pull this off, Barocca?" asked Jeanne. "What if we're caught?" "I've...
Chapter 18: Jeanne's Wild Night - Barocca Duz JeanneOn her back, Jeanne squirmed on the bed, determined to get fucked now, and prove that she could take it. Barocca stood defiantly in front of Jeanne. She stroked her nuts, and her thick shaft, and the head of her cock peeked out of the foreskin. "Get hard me, girl," she commanded Jeanne. "Get me good and hard and so I can rip you open.""Suck on her, Jeanne," Persia said. "Barocca'll get hard quicker than you can believe it. Suck her!" ...
It was several week after Hannah's accidental sex with our dog Rocky and I was enjoying a quiet Saturday night reading a book in the lounge, Hannah, Ben and Carrie had all gone to bed leaving me on my own with Rocky sleeping peacefully at my feet after the girly movie they were watching had finished. I had turned off the TV so all was quiet until I heard the faint but unmistakable sounds of sex at the opposite end of the house, Ben must be getting a bit I though, that movie must have...
Carrie and I had been seeing each other for several years and enjoyed our time together probably because we had a couple of weeks apart when I did my fortnights stint. The six days off in between usually saw a weekend off for Carrie so we would often spend the entire weekend in bed and walking around the house naked but that was about to change by the look of it. After 3 months it didn’t look like Hannah was about to move out anytime soon so I booked a weekend away for Carrie and I to...
"Please nooo...don't...""What the fuck did you say slut? You forget your fucking place"You swiftly backhand me across the face with a resounding CRACCKK. i cry out in shock and pain, my body slumping in my restraints, the pain at my wrists intense. "Please...Mistress Erin...please don't pierce me more. i'll do anything you want but please don't do that...or let boys use me"Tears are flowing down my face, dripping off my chin and down onto my swollen and impaled nipples."That's right you...
my breath comes in short harsh gasps as the needle touches my nipple, pricking the sensitive flesh."Stay still cunt, or this is really going to hurt you. Not that I really give a fuck as to how you feel""Nonono please" i moanThe doorbell sounds loudly and i twitch on the end of my restraints. The needle rakes across the meat of my breast, drawing a thin line of blood which begins dripping slowly towards my belly."You stupid fuck. I warned you. Now I'm definitely NOT going to make this easy.What...
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Chapter 13: Barocca’s PlansEarlier that night, on the other side of the Island, Barocca was quite busy in her quarters, as she worked away on her computer. "I've gotta admit it to you Ebony," she muttered to herself. "You definitely are smarter than everyone thinks you are. That little batch file you wrote for the security computer does everything that you said it would." Barocca entered a few more keystrokes on the computer, and paused to inspect the file she was working on. "The only...
Chapter 3: Barocca's Master PlanAfter Barocca pulled out of Jeanne for the last time, both girls quickly collapsed and fell asleep. The next morning, Barocca was up early, and poring over Dee Dee's notes and programs in her computer files. Later on, Barocca could hear Jeanne stirring in the bedroom, as she cleaned up and took a shower. "Morning, Barocca. How long have you been up?" "I'm afraid I beat you out of the sack by a couple of hours." "Damn. How do you do it? I mean we were up late...
NOTE: Feel free to add alternative routes - first story of mine and may not be continued. Or if you enjoyed, like up the routes you want continued and I may do so. Amelia "Millie" Satra was an office bombshell of a woman. Currently in her late 20's Millie was always the center of attention at her workplace. She had long, voluminous brown hair, curvy thighs, excellent legs and breasts which were so perfectly shaped you'd think they were fake (but completely natural). She worked as the Personal...
From A Society Girl From A Society Girl To A Slave Anonymous Chapter I All the inhabitants of the villageof Kronink in Scotland know the castle of Kelingtonwhich stands majestically a few miles outside of the village, and which neverfails to draw all the visiting tourists who are struck by the mysterious charmof its old-fashioned towers looming at the horizon and surrounded by the thickvegetation of an immense park. In that castle lived Lord Kelington, the heir of an oldScottish family...
How Jenna’s journey as a slave beganJenna had always been brought up as a proper girl. She was shielded by her parents in aspects of her life. Now at the age of 19 she had just gotten her first computer with internet access. She could not wait to go upstairs and use her pc with the internet. But she was stuck helping her mom with the cleaning of the house for her moms work guests that where coming over. Jenna’s mother came into the room at 6:30 and said she could do what she wanted for the rest...
Blue collar Master, white collar slave. 3by 2NN This story depicts homosexuality and very extreme S&M. If you are aminor or this offends you, go elsewhere now. PrologueI sit on the couch in my owner's house, dressed every bit theslave I am. My body from the tips of my toes to my eyelashes iscompletely and permanently hairless, smooth, soft and beautifullytanned. My upper body is clad in a thin, soft and pink rubber T-shirtand my ass is clad in a pair of outrageously short and...
Submissive slave Kara was lost. All the men she dated just seemed superficial and bland. She needed more or less, she didn’t know. Then she met Phil. He owned his own company and was into the import and export of goods from Africa and Indonesia. He was the most confidant man she had ever known but until she landed the secretary job she only knew his name and his reputation as a businessman. On their first real date they ate a lite dinner and he invited her to his place. They had had lunch in...
Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of having a Black mistress and becoming a white slave for the Black Race. it had been briefly married to a white trophy wife, but the demands of the rat-race of white society had brought that to an end. Like most...
Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of having a Black mistress and becoming a white slave for the Black Race.it had been briefly married to a white trophy wife, but the demands of the rat-race of white society had brought that to an end. Like most white...
Eunuch Slave to My Wife The Consent As my wife snapped the lock closed on the chastity cage that fitted over my limp penis, I didn’t think that that would be the last time it would be free, But now 2 years later I’m a slave to my wife and her sex partners, yes that’s all they are to her, After 30 years of marriage and a great sex life I was unfortunate to have a severe stroke, although I have made a full recovery, our sex life took a dive as I became impudent, hardly...
Olga’s note: Stephenie Meyer, author of the Twilight novels, wrote a short story retold from the viewpoint of a minor character, someone who walks into the scene of one of her novels and is almost immediately killed. In my stories, at least the ones so far, the first-person viewpoints of characters in my Aghara-Penthay shave all been women on special missions, or women captured to order, which means they’ve been missing out on the experience of a more regular slave – someone unlucky caught...
The SlaveAs it gets later into the night I realize my slave has had nothing to eat or drink, nor has he been allowed personal bathroom time. I excuse myself and head downstairs to allow him up to stretch and take care of things. I asked my roommates to fix him something light to eat and I grab a bottle of chilled water to take with me for him.I sit down on the side of the bed and he jumps, startled at my presence. I grab his balls firmly and ask him if he plans to give me problems if I let him...
First Slave By captv8td [email protected] 1Angela saw the slight nod from the woman. That was her cue. She stepped forward as she had a dozen other times earlier this evening. This was the last one so it would be her final chore for the evening.She stood behind the girl. They were all so young tonight; beautiful but young. The naked redheaded girl who was fastened to the short post with her wrists cuffed behind her trembled. Angela wished that she could whisper something...
Depending on the severity of the session the Mistress desires, any deadlines or measured pain can be adjusted upward or downward for Her amusement and pleasure. 1. The slave must eat his own cum. To my mind, this is a basic requirement, omitted only when Mistress is feeling merciful. Not only is it very humiliating for most men, performing such an act immediately after coming, when desire and therefore submissiveness is at its lowest level, is difficult for many. Drinking it from a cupped hand...
Evaluation of a toilet slave By: slave matt425The Evaluation BeginsDay 1?Are you ready slave?? It was Friday afternoon, a few hours before dinner time. She and i had been sitting on the couch discussing this and that, catching about life as it had been far too long since our last meeting. Though it had been only been a few weeks, it felt as if a year had passed since i had last been blessed to see Her. ?Yes Mistress K? is all I replied, trying to hide my nervousness. This would be by far...
THE MAKING OF A SLAVE By Betty Noone This is the story of Mark and Jennifer Jenkins. Married for twenty years, Mark was a retired dot-com millionaire at the age of 45. Not Donald Trump rich, but rich enough to do most things he wanted to do. There was a little over ten million dollars in investments which seemed to increase in value each year It furnished the couple with a tidy income of just under $500,000.00 per year. After taxes there was just over $7,000.00 a week, that is...
The Foot SlaveNervously my finger pressed the buzzer, within ten seconds the release mechanism clicked and opened the door, I pushed it ajar and entered a dimly lit hallway, a stair case lay in front of me, leading down to a single ominous black door, I walked down and knocked, ?You may enter? was the quick curt reply.Sheepishly I entered, and closed the door behind me.The room was spacious and painted a matt black with a cold stone floor, recess lights in the ceiling were dimmed to give a low...
Relocation By Choice Part I ?. ?Ladies & Gentlemen, in a few moments from now we would be landing at the Heathrow?.?.? I woke up to a crisp British accentuated English in my cramped economy class seat as my mind slowly recollects bits & pieces of my thoughts.? I check my seat belt and as the aircraft descend gradually I repeat a question to me which I have asked myself a thousand times now? ?Am I sure I want to do this???.? I am reaching London to serve a group of 5 men & 3 women...
Shanna woke up. Delirious, she looked around and noticed lights, monitors, and other medical equipment that filled the intensive care unit where she lay. Then she saw Kyle's face. He held her hand, faithfully keeping vigil by her side as she recovered. He took her hand and raised it to his mouth, giving her a kiss. "Hi Shanna," he said. Shanna was confused, having no memory of the events that led her to his place. All she remembered was being in that dark alley, turning a trick with a band of...
Trans......a normal day for slave F. The alarm clock ring at 6.30am....as usual! Slave got out of bed went to the bathroom to shave and wash and do his needs. He wore a plastic chastity belt that allowed him to piss. He was naked with the exception of leather collar, and leather bracelets for wrists and ankles.He began to do exercises with weights and then went to run for 45 minutes . Back home take a bath, then breakfast.After preparing breakfast for Mistress, he waited until 8 o'clock to go in...
Lois Lane: Sex Slave By EchotangoCaught snooping around a warehouse Lois suffers a terrible fate?Chapter One: Capture?And it was confirmed today that Superman will remain away from Earth on a top secret mission for the next three months, the white house said?? Lois Lane listened to the radio and smiled, Superman had left town over a week ago and the twenty-six year old brunette had broken the story three days before and now the radio was finally catching up. She felt like chuckling with glee...
hese are some rules a guy had to abide by from a former master he had. He gave them to me to use on him as he showed me the lifestyle. 1. slave is to be naked at all times in the house. When with Master or when in a gay bar or other appropriate places, for example a leather event, it must wear its metal butt plug, 2 pound ball weight and its heavy chain collar, unless Master orders otherwise. slave is never to wear underwear unless given permission. When slave is in chastity, it does not have...
Owned Toilet Slave slave matt425(Note: This is a sequel to ?Evaluation of a Toilet Slave?. For a background of the following story, the reader is encouraged to read ?Evaluation? first). Recollections It had been almost a year since my evaluation and subsequent approval as a contract toilet slave to Mistress K. During that time, a lot had changed. She and I had gone through several designs of a toilet slave bench and I had grown as a slave in terms of my ability to serve Her well and in my...