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“I want to go with you to the science fiction convention next weekend,” Michelle said.

It was a bit of a surprise to me. We’d been sleeping together for a few months, and though she was interested in my life, she wasn’t very interested in my sf habit.

“That’d be great,” I said.

She winked at me. “It’s not the panels and stuff that interest me. I remember you talking about the stuff that goes on ‘after hours.’ I think I’m ready to take a chance.”

That was the big surprise. Michelle is great: really cute, with long dark hair and a rockin’ little bod, but she’s rather shy in public.

“What did you have in mind,” I asked. Trying not to get my hopes up too far.

“Your slave girl, on a leash. Like Princess Leia, in a skimpy bikini and under your control.”

She really did want to make my dreams come true. “That sounds great!”

###

It wasn’t the brass bikini from the movie, but Michelle did find a skimpy little black, leather number that got my engine revving. I added a long black cloak, and cuffs for her wrists and ankles.

Standing still, with the cloak covering her, she seemed almost Victorian: all covered up but for a little bit of ankle showing over her sandals. But walking, I knew (and she’d soon find out), it would be a completely different picture, as the cloak billowed behind her.

“One more addition,” I suggested. “A domino mask. Everyone is going to want to take your picture, so the anonymity of the mask—”

She immediately understood.

###

Driving to the convention, I suggested she wear the mask the whole weekend, regardless of what else she was wearing. Since she’d never been around these people, the air of mystery might make her a little more comfortable. And we got her a badge that just read “Rodd’s”. She purred at that.

Friday evening we stayed in our regular street clothes, while I showed her around the convention. We looked in on some panels, walked through the dealers’ room, and ogled some of the hall costumes. Late night we walked in and out of parties and the dealers’ row rooms, and I surreptitiously watched Michelle admiring the bondage gear and costumes in one room. “Soon,” I thought.

She was eager in bed that night (well, I can’t blame her: I was just as ready).

Saturday was a good day of talking with friends, and enjoying our mini-vacation.

It was after dinner that Michelle decided she was ready to take her first plunge in public cosplay. She asked me to give her a half hour alone in the room while she changed, so she could surprise me with the complete picture, and I readily agreed.

I wandered down to the bar for a drink with a Tom and Sarah, asking them to help me out when we ran into each other at the parties later. They readily agreed to help make Michelle’s slave debut a bit more memorable.

After half an hour, I was back at our room, knocking on the door.

“I’m ready,” I heard from inside, and I opened the door.

There she was, standing in her black leather bikini, hands behind her back, hair straight down. Though I knew her body intimately, it was as if I’d never seen her before. I was ready to grab her and take her to bed right that moment.

“Are you ready, slave,” I asked, in a menacing voice.

She giggled. “I think so.” She held out her hands to me, to attach the cuffs, and I buckled them on. The same with her ankles. Then I showed her the collar. She nodded, and then picked up her chin.

Then I shook out the cloak, and tied it around her neck. She was my little goddess.

“Are you ready for your debut,” I asked.

She shivered a little, and then said “Yep. Let’s go.”

We walked to the door. “Oh,” I said. “Remember your room key and ID.”

“Already got them in here,” she said huskily, pointing to her little leather bra.

###

On the party floor, I could tell at once Michelle was the object of a lot of male attention (and some female attention, too). She took my hand, and grinned up at me.

In one party, I pushed her into a dark corner, and kissed her, deeply.

She responded instantly, almost frantically.

As we were kissing, I took a carabiner off my belt. Then I took her hands in mine, pushed them behind her back, and slipped the carabiner into the rings on her cuffs, locking them behind her back.

She gave a little shiver, but didn’t say anything.

Then I took a leash out of my pouch, and clipped it to the ring on her collar as I nibbled on her ear. She shivered more. “Okay,” I whispered in her ear.

She grinned up at me. “Yes, sir.”

“Okay. If you’re uncomfortable, just tell me. And if it gets too crowded, just walk very close to my back.”

Then I stepped back, led her out of the party room, and down the hall to another.

“Your slave is cute.” It was Tom, who I’d talked to in the bar. “Is she available for rent?”

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Michelle’s eyes widen. This was a friend she hadn’t been introduced to.

“Well,” I drawled, watching Michelle squirm, “not tonight. But maybe another time.”

She relaxed visibly.

I bent down and kissed her neck, just above the collar. Then we made our way over to the bar, and I got a drink.

“None for me,” she asked.

“That’s not a very slave-like attitude,” I said. But I held my cup to her lips, so we could share it.

Then Sarah came up to us. Sarah likes boys and girls. “How experienced is your little pet,” she asked me.

“Not very,” I said. “Why? Do you think you could train her?”

“Well,” Sarah said, licking her lips suggestively. “She might make an interesting diversion. How is she with women?”

Michelle’s face paled suddenly, but I pretended not to notice. She tugged at the leash, and I tugged back.

“I think I’ll manage her training personally, at least for now.”

“You set that up, didn’t you,” she whispered to me when I bent down to kiss her.

I winked. “Worried?”

But I could see her nipples crinkle up with pleasure.

“What are you thinking now?”

“I’m thinking I’m so hot for you that if my hands weren’t locked behind my back, they’d be in your pants.”

“Hmm, a needy slave who knows what she wants.”

I led her out of the party, and to the elevators, where I rubbed up against her.

On our floor, I led her down the hall to our room, and then kept on walking, jerking her leash as she stopped at the door.

“But I thought—”

I cut her off. “No, we’re going to look in on another party.”

We walked to the end of the hall, and into the stairwell. As the door closed, I pushed her up against the wall and kissed her, hard and fast. Then I led her up the stairs to the next floor, and out to another party.

We only stayed a few minutes, before I took us back down to our floor.

This time, there was no one in the hallway.

I walked right up to our door, with her leash keeping her right behind me, and then abruptly turned around.

“Do you have the room key? I think I left mine on the dresser.”

“Yes,” she said.

I looked stern.

“Yes, sir,” she amended. “But I can’t exactly reach it right now.” She looked down at her leather-covered breasts.

“Ah,” I said, and reached into the leather covering her right breast. I stroked the taut flesh, and rubbed the nipple between two fingers.

She started to purr.

“Are you sure it’s here,” I asked. Then I lifted her breast out of the cup and said, “Oh, here it is.” But then I looked, and saw I’d found her license. “Hmm, nope. That’s not the key.” So I reached into the other cup, and gave that breast equal attention before “finding” the key.

I stepped back to look at her, with her breasts atop her bra.

“Um, this is kind of uncomfortable,” she said.

“Oh, of course. How thoughtless of me. Here. Let me make you more comfortable.” I glanced at the key card and license in my hand, and quickly tucked them into her bottom. Then I untied the center tie of her bra, and pushed it down her arms, so that it was hanging on her hands locked behind her back.

“Wait a minute,” she whispered furiously. “Not in public.”

“You’re right,” I replied, checking my pockets. “Where did I put that key?”

“In my bottom,” she said.

“Oh, yes,” and so saying, I untied the side ties of her bottom and pulled it off her. “Hmm, I don’t see it. Oh, there it is, on the floor. Here, hold this for me.” And before she could say anything, I stuck the bottom into her mouth.

She closed her mouth around it without thinking.

I bent down, picked up the key card, and kissed her pussy while I was there. She was very wet, and groaned at my touch.

As I straightened up, I licked her nipples.

Then I heard the elevator ding. I grabbed the sides of her cloak, and pulled her to me as I leaned against the door. I kissed her nose and her eyelids, leaving her leather bottom in her mouth.

“Good night,” I said to the couple, as they got to their room.

“’Night,” they said.

After the door closed, I released my hold on Michelle’s cloak, and turned to our door. Then I said, “Hang on a second, I need to make sure everything’s okay.” I opened the door, slipped into the room, and shut it behind me, leaving her standing in the hall, naked, with her hands tied behind her back and her bikini bottom stuffed into her mouth, covered only by her cloak. I quickly grabbed a sleep mask, then opened the door and pulled her into the dark room.

I led her to the closet, and looped the leash several times around the bar, effectively tethering her to it. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” I said. “No peeking.” And I slipped the sleep mask over her domino mask.

I ran my hands up and her down her body, and she shivered appreciatively. Then I suddenly stopped and whispered, “I think I left something at that last party. I’ll be right back.” And I walked right out the door.

But I didn’t go anywhere. I just listened at the door, and heard Michelle groan in frustration. Eventually, she sighed.

I walked back in, and was surprised that she still had her bottom in her mouth, keeping herself gagged. I bent down in front of her, caressing her legs, and drawing them apart. Then I attached the spreader bar I’d brought to her ankle cuffs, let go, and waited for her to realize she couldn’t pull her legs together.

As soon as she did, I was on my knees in front of her. I grabbed her ass and pulled her to my mouth, licking her pussy lips, nibbling on her clit, and driving my tongue in and out of her. She came quickly, shaking and moaning, but I didn’t let up, and she came a second time, and then a third.

I unhooked the leash from her collar, carried her over to the bed, and released her hands and ankles.

When she came to, she took off the sleep mask and looked at me lazily. “That was incredible,” she said. “But I think I owe you something.”

We could both feel my erection through my pants.

“I’m going to get a drink, while you strip and put these cuffs on,” she said, somewhat forcefully.

I did as she asked, and when she came back from the bathroom, she said, “Behind your back,” and locked my wrists together.

Okay, I thought. She sometimes did this when she wanted to give me a lap dance.

But then she locked my ankles together, rolled me onto my side, and tied the cuffs all together. “I owe you a night of frustration,” she said. “Leaving me naked in the hall, making me stand alone, tied up, in the room, grr.”

“Uh, really? You’re going to leave me like this all night,” I asked.

“Quiet, or I’ll have to gag you,” she said sternly. “I need to get some sleep.” She didn’t even touch my raging hard-on.

###

Incredibly, I must have dozed off, because I woke up to her mouth engulfing my penis, her hands caressing my balls, and what turned out to be the best blow job of my life.

###

In the car on the way home, she asked, “When’s the next convention? I’ve got some ideas for a better costume.”

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“I just wanted to kiss you.”  I paused, feeling uncertain and vulnerable, “But I was scared if I did, you might hit me.”Gazing at her prone beside me, she looked out in a thousand yard stare.Dismissively as a snort of air could be, her eyes narrowed to focus, “I probably would have, too.”I did not know much about her but that look I understood well.  A sultry stare full of determination, her gentle caress travelled from my torso to my stomach and onto my loins.  My reaction still had the power...

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The Virgin Slave

“I just wanted to kiss you.”  I paused, feeling uncertain and vulnerable, “But I was scared if I did, you might hit me.”Gazing at her prone beside me, she looked out in a thousand yard stare.Dismissively as a snort of air could be, her eyes narrowed to focus, “I probably would have, too.”I did not know much about her but that look I understood well.  A sultry stare full of determination, her gentle caress travelled from my torso to my stomach and onto my loins.  My reaction still had the power...

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My lactation slave

                                                      My Masters Lactation Slave I sat in front of the PC and stared in awed disbelief at the message on the screen, I had placed the ad on the adult web site less than twenty-four hours ago and already I had almost a dozen responses. I was admittedly surprised because the details of the ad specified a certain type of woman I was looking for and usually I found it a challenge to locate a woman either willing or even eager to fill my needs. I...

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The Forced Slave

The Forced Slave The Forced Slave ????? The weekend was almost here.? Tillie had been deep cleaning her home all week long for the big gathering she had planned with all her friends.? She had her head stuck deep into a cabinet pulling out cleaning supplies so she could wash the shelf. ?She hadn?t noticed the dark colored van that had pulled into her driveway. ???? The strange man checked the door gently making sure that he didn?t notify anyone he was there.? He had been watching...

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The Princess and the Slave

This story is one of six new stories in the compilation, Talons of the Hawk by Emma Finn, a book of transformation stories available on Amazon. THE PRINCESS AND THE SLAVE by EMMA FINN 1 Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, in an exotic land very far from here, there lived a princess who was very spoiled. She was the most beautiful woman in the land with dark skin, long black hair...

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Husband Cuckold Slave

HUSBAND CUCKOLD SLAVEBy Ted, [email protected] on December 26, 2011See http://nrjb2.weebly.com for all of my stories.Synopsis: Wife threatens to leave unless allowed to try something different.Story codes: F/m, FM/m, D/S, cuckold, feet, humiliation.Chapter 1My husband of 5 years Ted is a great guy. We met through an online dating service and we hit it off once we met in person. He is very steady, trustworthy, kind, intelligent, honest, and sane, which is part of the problem I am having now. I...

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The Newest Slave

The Newest Slave by captv8td [email protected] 1This was turning out to be her favorite place to shop.  The quality of the merchandise was superb and she had been very pleased with her previous purchase.  That wasn’t always the case when she bought high value items.  It was not uncommon for her to select a new car, only to change her mind shortly after it was delivered.  She had moved her family twice because the homes she selected turned out to be disappointing once they moved in. ...

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Our StoryThe tale of Master and slave

Our Story Normal font was written by myself, italicized font was written by my slave. Apologies for any bad grammar, or format issues, this was originally a series of emails sent back and forth with no intention of ever posting them for other people to see. The story does end abruptly due to problems arising and we were unable to continue. However it may be picked up in the future by at least myself if not both of us. I hate cliffhangers so I don’t want to subject the readers to that. I will at...

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My Wife wants to be a Sex Slave

******************************************************************************** Thanks to kyron120867 my story is set in his world, but none of his characters are involved. Story written by Ghostwolf63 Chapter one ********************************************************************************* Hello, my name Will Johnson, I was asked to write this story along with my wife. She will write about her experience and I will be writing my experience. So let's get started. First some info...

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Literary slave

Darren could not believe his luck – the 29 year old successful novelist had been looking for a place to hole up in and complete his fifth novel, sure to be yet another best seller in his string of literary offerings.  While surfing through real estate listings for acreage properties high on privacy and as far off the beaten track as possible he came across what seemed to be the perfect opportunity.  It was a small acreage, a hobby farm really that had long since given up any semblance of...

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A day with my slave

Introduction: This story is written by my Mistress. She is now only exploring ideas but soon will be using me, her slave, to please her in any way she chooses Mistress is sitting outside in the garden, enjoying the coolness of the afternoon, with a glass of red wine at Her side, Her slave, kneeling humbly before Her wearing only a collar and chain, Mistress enjoys reaching out and caressing Her slave now and then. Mistress rests Her tired feet on alans knees lightly touching Her...

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The Ship the Oasis the Book the Slave

THE SHIP, THE OASIS, THE BOOK, THE SLAVE. By GENEVA Rami, a Barbary Coast corsair and slave dealer, miscalculates when he attempts to take over the business of another dealer whose wife has a magic book. I leaned over the side and watched as the prow of our ship cut its way through the water, shearing the waves, eagerly, almost joyfully it seemed, matching my own mood, now that we were in sight of the buildings of Tunis, finally showing above the horizon. The sails were filled...

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Ashtray Slave

Leah opens the door. "Hi Nikki, thanks for coming over this evening." "Are you kidding Leah, I wouldn't miss this for the world." Nikki kisses Leah and they walk back into the living room where Gilbert is sitting. Naked with his wrists and ankles bound together, holding a large glass ashtray in his hands. "Nikki, this is my ashtray slave. Slave, this is my friend Nikki. I've invited her over to help me torment you tonight." Gilbert looks up at them. "Pleased to meet you, Mistress...

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The Pocono Master and his slave

The summer before last I bumped into a Dom at Silverdaddies.com who lives in the Poconos - about an hour's drive North of where I live - who has a very private, secluded cabin in the woods and who said he 'owned' a slave and that he needed assistance in training. This slave was a good looking older guy with a great body. He was completely shaved and smooth. The Dom I think had exhausted himself trying to keep up with the desires of this slave and was looking for help in meeting the slave’s...

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Persian Slave

Persian SlaveA work of fantasy by Wolf Ferret ([email protected])Set in ancient Persia about 500BC. Darya was bored. She was 19 and had lived in a harem all her life. But her father had been a very rich man. His harem had 3 wives and 4 concubines plus all the attending slave girls and many daughters. There had always been plenty of playmates and women to share the gossip.Now she was married to Baron Firuz.  He was 20 years older than Darya and she was his only wife. He also had only 3...

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Barefoot Slave

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...

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My Masters Suck Slave

My Master's Suck Slavei felt butterflies in my tummy on the night of my debut as my Master’s suck slave. When my Master & i arrived at the place of festivities, i thought my knees would fold from the heady mix of excitement, nervousness and the urgent need to please my Master, and the dread of being exhibited and made to perform for this crowd of dominant strangers, friends and acquaintances of my Master. i felt a raw, hot red blush spread all over my skin?.too much excitement?.too much...

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A day with my slave

Oh dear excuse Mistress a moment, help Her up, it seems Mistress has guests, please wait here as Mistress goes to see who is at the door. What a surprise, My pet, two of Mistress lady friends, Anne and Sally, have arrived – go and get some more wine and glasses, please My pet. Mistress’s friends look on in astonishment as Her sexy slave gets up from his kneeling position and obediently goes inside to do as told. Oh My pet, the questions, the curiosity. Mistress laughingly and with great...

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Lunch for my slave

Lunch for my slaveI had ordered my slave to meet me for lunch at a fast food restaurant. Now I personally don’t eat that muck, but it’s certainly most suitable for my slave. It was quite a cold day so I was well wrapped up in my long fur coat, leather gloves and high, stiletto shoes. I had instructed my slave to wear only shorts and a tee shirt, and to sit at a table outside to await my arrival. Naturally, I kept the slave waiting for some time; waiting for its owner increases the slave’s...

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The Undercover Slave

WESTHILL, ABERDEENSHIRE OUTSKIRTS OF ABERDEEN, SCOTLAND 1 MAY 2010The city of Aberdeen was one of the largest cities in Scotland, and the large community on the coast of the North Sea had a long and rich tradition of performing arts, something that translated to make the 2010 Aberdeen Renaissance Faire one of the greatest cultural expos in Scotland for the year. Thousands of volunteers from across the United Kingdom had helped effectively build from the bottom-up a recreation of a...

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Anabella slave

I am Anabella and this is my first day as the owned slave of my Master Sir Michael.I flew over yesterday from Paris to enter into slavery.It was a difficult and scary decision, to leave my country, but now I am here,with my Master.He picked me up at the airport, and I knew immediately that I took the right decision, that I am at the right place, when I saw Him waiting for me and smiling at me.He gave me a kiss on my forehead and said: welcome my slave!Of course I felt a bit fear, but He gently...

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Angel My Slave

Angel My SlavePROLOGUEI met my slave Angel on the net and we shared Master and slave fantasies for along while before we finally met in person, she is beautiful and with a very sexy body. 5 ft. 9 in., 125 lb., 36C-24-36, long blonde hair with just a hint of red and soft green eyes. When we met for the first time, I seduced her immediately turning her into my obedient sex slave over night, using her tall slender body as I wished and as often as I wanted for what ever pleased me.Angel was the...

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Slave

Introduction: I am a slave who is owned in every way by Master. His pleasure is my only aim. He does to me whatever he chooses! Slave. Part one. 1. I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a pretty silver pendant with a diamond initial on it. But to me it is so much more than...

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Good Slave

foreword:this is not mine i did not type it. just spreading it for the rightful owners. Introduction: I am a slave who is owned in every way by Master. His pleasure is my only aim. He does to me whatever he chooses! Slave. Part one. 1. I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a...

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