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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...
- - I must note before the story starts this is a prequel to Sisters in Slavery that tells the story of the owner of the Sisters Master Robert Sanders coming of age and becoming a master within The Organization leading up to how the Brothel was started. As such there will be some new characters introduced that may or may not be in future chapters of the main story. This also means that all of the established female characters will not be appearing in this part of the story. - - Part...
Jessica was at a difficult age, a child with the blossoming body of a woman, a blue eyed pale skinned, blonde haired goddess/ child part latino part caucasian, she lived with her mother on the Carlos Menendez Plantation where James’s family had grown cotton for three generations. James tried everything to please Jessica but it was useless, he believed she hated him, It wasn’t his fault that Jessica’s father died or that her mother had married his father. James’ mother had died when he...
"Undress me, Slave-Daddy," I told my father. "Yes, Mistress," he replied and there was eagerness in his voice, as well there should be, considering I'd been the distant object of his incestuous desires for almost ten years. My mother was recovered from her orgasm, which was something akin to spontaneous human combustion, I thought with a smile. It had happened suddenly and without any real physical stimulation of her sex, but she might have cheated. My attention had been focused on my...
"It's so nice having lunch together, just the two of us again," my mother smiled at me. "Yeah," I smiled back. "I was gone too long, Mom. I'm sorry about that." We were downtown, in a nice little restaurant after doing some shopping together. It had been a long time since my mother and I had done this sort of thing, and we were both enjoying it. I was surprised that I felt no guilt over what I'd done with my dad the previous night and I wondered if he'd followed my instructions...
COLLEGE GUY SOLD AT SLAVE AUCTION Shortly after my 18th birthday, I enrolled at a university just north of Chicago. I'm not much into team sports but like cycling, skiing, and rock climbing. My stats are brown eyes and hair, 5' 11", 155 pounds, and good build. My main turn-on is bondage pictures and stories. I imagine myself as the one being bound and tormented. I'm not particularly interested in guys except as props necessary for my fantasies. I picked my school because I think Chicago would...
I love being naked in front of a crowd of people. That is why I served as a sex slave for a year after I turned 18. Now I am going to do it again. This time I am worried. No one is looking at me. No one wants to inspect my naked body. I want to run after them and say look at me, but I am chained to a spot. Then one woman stands closely in front of me. She looks at me with those lovely blue eyes of her as she stood before me. I can tell that she is at least 15 years older than me and by her...
I am writing to my Earth readers, to tell you about the incredible world of Rigel VI. I recently moved here to Rigel VI to retire. Why you ask? The main reason is the incredible local custom of having an endless supply of beautiful sex-slaves.Pleasure-slaves, as they are known here, are owned by the rich elite of this planet. They take care of the sexual needs of their 'masters' or owners. Most rich men and women own at least a few pleasure slaves, depending on the size of their wealth.Some...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe theatrically over decorated general gripped his podium tighter and tighter The theatrically over decorated general gripped his podium tighter and tighter. His orchestrated news conference was turning sour. It had supposed to have been his moment on the world stage to impress to show everyone what a great and generous leader he was; but now this. All the cameras continued to focus on his glistening black forehead. ?I?ll repeat my question,?came the annoying voice of the young...
Three days later I thought I was up to working as a household slave provided they realised I could not do heavy work and would not be subjected to further punishment. Consequently at 5 a.m. the following morning a eunuch came and took me to meet Georgina in the main kitchen. She was a large, stern looking woman possibly of Turkish origin. She looked at me with some disdain but she'd obviously been told I was no longer a slave and now had access to the king so she tried to hide it. As usual I...
Letter from a Slave Girl Letter from a Slave Girl One: The Letter October 2006 The Supreme Office of the President,Club Model World Dear Master President, I am writing to you to beg for mercy as I don?t think I can endure another night of punishment like I recently suffered at your Club Model Showcase evening. Those men were very sadistic to me and hurt me a lot. Although it was three days ago I am still in agony from all the punishments they inflicted on me. My breasts, bottom and...
The Slave Girl My name is Elisa I am a twenty-year-old blonde and we had been warned thatlocal bandits were attacking villages to capture women and girls for sale tomen a long way away. One night when a group of armed men attacked our villageI knew there was no way for me to escape so when I had the chance hoping Iwould not be found out I cut my blonde hair strapped my chest and dressed asa boy. After the fight they rounded up the men and boys but before taking themaway and looking young I was...
Japanese Cuckold Slave by Fornicatio ([email protected])Chapter OneThe first time we’d met in person was at a small, quiet little place near my house. I was instantly struck by the beauty of the girl as she crossed the room heading toward my table. She was thin, and absolutely gorgeous, precious almost. Her skin was soft and smooth like porcelain, pale, but utterly fabulous, and it contrasted with her long, straight, jet-black hair perfectly. She looked taller than she actually was as...
~********~ Kitana knew she was in deep, deep trouble. Not just trouble with a capital 'T,' but trouble in the same vicinity as 'the sky is falling.' Why? Because she was late, and that was against Master's Rules. Master was her husband, of course. They were happily married for just over one year now. Master was an attorney for a powerful international organization. He was a man who didn't shrink away from conflict; he welcomed it. Aggression came naturally to him. Maleness came to him...
A few weeks go by, we are all packed and headed for the airport. Omar's private jet taxis over to us, the door opens and the ladder comes down,we go inside. Anna is wondering who we know who has their own jet. Hours and hours later we are landing in Dubai. The limo picks us up then a hour later we are at Omar’s palace. Omar comes out and escorts us into his living room, there sits Sasha and Jane in their burkas. Omar introduces everyone, then says Anna it is so nice to meet you, I...
There is a rattling sound and for a moment, I don't know where I am. "Wake up, slave!" Then it comes back to me. I slept the night in my cage. Usually I would wake up in bed next to my master but I was bad yesterday. He put me in here as part of my punishment and told me to think about what I had done wrong. It's cold and uncomfortable and I don't like being sent away from my master like that. It is a relief to open my eyes and see him looking in at me, even with his expression so stern. It...
Note: Mary gave her father teenage Felicity to be his slave. Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Wednesday, June 19th, 2013 – Felicity Rye – Tacoma, WA Being a slave was a new experience for me, and I wasn't exactly sure what was required of me. Yesterday, my former Mistress—the beautiful Mary who had taken my virginity that wonderful afternoon when Mark had brought my friend April and me home with him—had given me to her father, Mr. Sullivan, to be his slave. He was a gentle man, and a...
Her Yoga Trainer Mike left, with a kiss on the cheeks, and sweat drying up on his forehead. He always has a smirk on his face, that says , "I love how you suck my dick making spew my load down you lengthy throat, and ride me like a cowgirl until you bucking; moaning, "white master, fuck me harder. please make me cum, don't stop, Stahop, Stahop, Stahop." "where i let my load go deep in your dripping wounds.". I get jealous of that smirk because i be wishing it was me. Mike was about...
Introduction: the story of a slave and her first days with her new Master Hello all this is my first post I hope you all enjoy the madness that come from my mind , I am currently the property of my loving Master and though most of the events in theses stories are 100% fictional a lot of the inspiration for the Master was taken from my own amazing Master. The spirited slave in this story is me or was me before I was broken and turned into the beautiful slave I am today. They say no one is as...
James returned to the house as dusk fell, “Where is Jessica, I thought she was with you?” Maria asked. “She went skinny dipping with the slaves, so I had her collared and branded,” James informed her. “Very funny, so where is my daughter?” Maria asked. “Chained up naked in the slave house as a kind of naked whore,” he explained. “That’s not funny!” Maria protested, “I know she is wilful and out of control.” “Not any more she’s chained up in the hut, there was a whole row of...
Just sittin’ in my rockin’ chair thinkin’ back ’bout those young bucks I used to oversee on the plantation. This was before the war, of course. Then the Goddam Yankees came and screwed everything up really good My Daddy owned a large cotton plantation. I was born in the big house, a mid-wife helped pop me out. Lived in that house till I went to war. There was nothing to return to. The Yanks had burned the mansion down. At six years old I had my own slave. He was...
part 1 -buying of the slave Walking into the basement of the hotel you look around to see many men sitting at tables waiting for the auction to being. The smell of smoke and sex hits your nose hard as you slowly scan the walls you see girls standing there some of the tied and gagged all of them naked and open for any man to have there way with them ,gently you lick your lips thinking of the fun your going to have with your new slave. You sit down and wait, one by one slave girls are...
Chapter 1 I become a slave How could I have been so stupid to end up on a bright Saturday afternoonwith my hands handcuffed behind my back through a park bench while a girl mademe lick her patent leather shoes? The girl was cute but her shoes really stank. It all started when I and my friend Ted and his girl friend Debbie acceptedan invitation at a disco to go back to the condo of two cute blonds. They werereally sexy and we were a bit drunk. I was interested but hesitant until Debbiesaid she...
The Doc’s Three Slave Girlsby Lewis ChappelleDoctor John Grey made arrangements for his hand-picked, all-girl, television crew to do a two camera shoot of his three slave girls while they conversed about their experiences with him. He wanted a permanent visual record of their recollections and opinions to show to his friends at their next kinky BDSM gathering. What follows, is a nearly exact transcript of the conversation between his slave girls as well as Dr. Grey’s follow-up questions as...
White slave boy in Africa part 4The following takes place almost a year after Nicky was captured.Nickys life consisted of a very small number of things. Anal sex, oral sexand vast quantities of semen. He had mastered the art of cumming from analand rectal stimulation and so even though all of the anal and oral sex weretaking place without his consent, he actually was in an almost constantstate of submissive ecstasy.It was after an afternoon of anal rest (the one day a week where he wasgiven...
Here I will lay out how I, William Steelforth, progressed from the unqualified slavery enthusiast I was in high school to the qualified slavery advocate I had become as managing partner of the agency which bore my name. After high school, the next opportunity to have an animated exchange about my ideas with a teacher came in a discussion with Professor Petersen, my philosophy teacher, in my sophomore year of college. Unlike my high school civics teacher, he was actually a proponent of...
Thank you, guys, for your appreciation and feedback. It really means a lot. This is the story where Simi and I explored our BDSM fantasy. If you haven’t read the previous parts, I would recommend to please read them to get the context and characters of the story about the BDSM slave girl. I woke up in the morning at around 8.30 AM and found my slave was awake and struggling with her bondage. From her face, it looked like she didn’t have a sound sleep. I reached near her. She was expecting me to...
“Good morning all,” I greeted the office staff. “G’morning they returned.” I turned and was about to leave when the Secretary called out, “Oh, Sophie. Just a minute.” I looked around the door at the slight figure of Margaret, the wiry-haired and bespectacled secretary. “I should have told you last week, but as Harold has his exhibition on for two weeks in Manchester, you’ll have a new instructress this morning.” “Oh,” I said. “Who is she?” “Laura Lee from the Godiva Art...
"I just can't believe he cheated on me," Cheryl sighed. "I mean, we just got married, you know?" I nodded sympathetically. We'd spent much of the afternoon talking about BDSM, or I'd talked, I should say. Cheryl had asked a lot of questions and I'd done my best to answer them. But her mind kept wandering back to James and his infidelity. It was going to take some time before she could forgive him We were sitting at a small round table in a hotel bar after our lunch, the same hotel...
Hi, this is Rahul (obviously fake name) and this is my first story. Sorry for my poor English. This story is a real incident happened one year ago. Only a few parts are fiction. I live in a flat with my colleague named ankit. He works in a software company and he won’t be available at home during weekdays. At that time I worked in a marketing agency. I hardly go to office. Most of the time I’ll be at home or in client’s place. Sathiya is my neighbour, good looking girl and has got a very good...
one week end my and her parents both had to go out of town. so we told each other where we were going and we both were going to the same beach, and were staying at the same hotal i was on the 5th floor she on the 6th. when our parents would leave. we went to each others rooms and made out. well one day i went over and she was naked watching porn on the tv. she told me to sit down by her so i did. she started to p;ay with her self and i got hard watching...
Linda was extremely disturbed when she learned her youngest daughter had married a black man of 21. She disapproved of mixed marriages and was very vocal about it. As a businesswoman of 40, she was financially secured supporting her two daughters and was doing extremely well till June married Lucas. She tried to avoid going over whenever she could. Later she found out her older daughter, Kathy was also going there on a regular basis and after she had a yelling contest with her found out that...
White Slave boy in Africa part 1Captain Smyth knew exactly what type of boy he needed and he wasn't leavingSouthampton without him. It was 1790 and as a slave trader for 30 years heknew that the hardest part of slaving was dealing with the African nobilityand merchants on the West coast of Africa. He also had an unparalleledrelationship with the most notorious but wealthiest of them all, KingLuanga, the head of the Watusi. Smythe had spent years developing thisrelationship and he knew that...
White Slave boy in Africa part 2As left continued to slam his considerable girth and full length intoNickys rectum with increasing vigour, Nicky felt an odd thing happen. Theagony of having his anus stretched beyond it's limit started to subside alittle. Lefts cock was thicker at the base than at the tip and so as hewithdrew, Nickys anus was aloowed to relax just a fraction. In those briefmonents, as his rectum contracted, his body would relax also which gave anunusually pleasurable feeling....
Hey, my name is Smeek Singh (name changed). I am a 22-year-old guy. I am fair, weighs 65 kg and with height 5ft 7in. I have an athletic body with long hairs till my shoulders. I have a great ass and sexy legs (according to some of the people who wanted to fuck me). I am kind of a slut who just want big cocks in ass and mouth. I got my ass fucked when I was young by au uncle and from then, I have been in love with cocks and old men (of course, hot boys too). Let’s start with the story. I was in...
Gay MaleIntroduction: Plantation owners family enjoys having slaves This story is about black slavery before the civil war and in a couple places it uses the N word. If this will bother you, please do not read this story. ____________________________________________________ The location is southern Georgia near the coast just before the Civil War. Horace Franklin was a successful businessman in his late thirties. He owned a small plantation where he lived. It was only about forty acres. He did not...
Naomi's obstetrician, Dr Davis was a well known and highly in demand obstetrician who also happened to be one of her very best friends from high school. Hence why the couple had chosen her as their doctor. Naomi felt much confident that her baby would arrive safely as she was in the care on one the most established doctors out there. Dr Davis was equally excited for her friends as she knew how hard the journey of them conceiving had been. "Now the next couple of months are going to be a...
If this will bother you, please do not read this story. ____________________________________________________ The location is southern Georgia near the coast just before the Civil War. Horace Franklin was a successful businessman in his late thirties. He owned a small plantation where he lived. It was only about forty acres. He did not farm it but let two sharecroppers pay him for the place to grow crops. He had a wife, Ellen, and two...
THE 55 GOLDEN RULES OF A SLAVE1. From the moment your Master / Mistress accepts you as a slave, you become her physical and mental property and your only aspiration will be to adore and please her every day more and better.2. You have no desire or desire anything. Your only wishes are the orders of your Master.3. You do not have a name. You are simply an object, an instrument that your Master / Teacher can call as you please and use it at any time for sexual or mental pleasure. Your obligation...
I never woke when the sleep gas filled the building. When I did I was wearing a shock collar and restraints. That did not stop me from breaking the legs of two men and killing a third. It was only the shock collar that stopped me and even then the slaver knew he could never trust me. My name is Daniel Fox and my father was a powerful merchant and he had enemies. My kidnaping and enslavement was meant to break him. They must not have known him well, I did and knew he would begin to hunt those...
Chapter VII George had been sitting on the front stoop, nursing a bottle of Boh when Terry pulled up. He stood up and walked toward the car. Sticking out his hand, he said, “Hi. I’m George. Welcome. Bob said you were making hay today. There’s a hose ‘round back, if you wanna knock the dust off.” Terry shook hands and said, “Name’s Terwilliger, but everyone calls me Terry. A hose doesn’t do very well. I was thinking maybe I’d run over to Mago Vista and jump in the river.” He cocked his head...
NovelsChapter XV They were all sitting at the breakfast table, having a second cup of coffee, when Isolde spoke up. “I have an idea,” she said. “On those nights when I don’t feel like shutting one of you out, would you both mind coming to my bed with me, and just snuggling, and going to sleep that way?” George and Terry looked at each other. “I’m game, if you are,” Terry said. “Okay,” George said. “We can give it a try.” He wanted to say that things might be moving a little too fast, but he...
NovelsJenna Slave Fisted by SchoolgirlsTrisha grabbed the back ofJenna's neck and pushed her toward the car, "Hurry up and get in whore."The older female stumbled a bit, but hurriedly scampered to the car and gotin. As she sat behind the wheel and awaited instructions from her teenagementor, Jenna tensed."Drive, whore," Trisha ordered.Jenna started her car and easily rolled off the judge's property."Head downtown," Trisha instructed. She was quickly formulating a plan tohumiliate her older teacher...
The White Sissy Slave Society: Sold into Sissyhood By Meeah Soo They were standing in a small group, drinking beer, smoking, and laughing. I could hear the rap music thumping aggressively from their boom-box. I could see them watching our car. It was late, well after midnight, and this particular park was no place for a white sissy to be at this hour. I've never been a physically or mentally strong person. I'm very easily intimidated. And there I was in a tiny plaid mini and white...
Chapter IV When they got to the gig, Will, the drummer, was just setting up. He nodded to George and Isolde as he fiddled with his equipment. The bass player hadn’t arrived yet, but that was no surprise. He had told George three months ago that he was playing a wedding in Ocean City “on a Friday afternoon, for God sakes! Doesn’t anyone get married on a Saturday anymore?” he had rhetorically asked. “Maybe they got a three-day weekend special,” was George’s laconic reply. “Yeah. So now they are...
NovelsYou are my black master and I am your white sex slave. To try to makeup for my people's abuse of you in the past, I must worship your big black cock, balls and asshole. You make me undress you nightly and I have to give you a long deep full body massage. You make me join you in the bathroom so I can hold and aim your penis when you take a piss. I either shake your dick to remove any piss dripping, but sometimes you make me lick it to remove any lingering piss. You have me wash your body in...
It was about six months ago that our life changed, shortly after Papa had been killed tragically in the terrible accident at t Chapter 1 ? Sir Michael Winston?s Offer It was about six months ago that our life changed drastically, shortly after Papa had been killed tragically in the terrible accident at the textile plant that was owned by Sir Michael Winston. Our mother had departed from us 17 years ago after the birth of my younger twin sister Jamie. So we are now legally orphans. My...
Kylie’s head throbbed as a surge of molten white light assaulted her ravaged senses. Her eyes were opened as mere slits and the blistering corona forced her into wakefulness. It took some time for her cool blue eyes to adjust to the harsh radiance and her cheeks were lined with tears of pain as her sight was burned, leaving confused after images that danced gold before her eyes. Once her sight had returned, Kylie realized that she hadn’t missed much during her temporary blindness. She was alone...
LesbianI was waiting outside of John's apartment. He had invited me over to come at 6:00 sharp. As soon as heard the big town clock ring it's first big dong He opened the door and pulled me inside."Well, if it isn't my new little boy-toy! Go in the bathroom and strip naked. I wanna see you begging for some cock down your throat by the end of the night."I came back to the living room to see John and his friends naked. My cock started to throb."Look! The pussyboy's got a throbbin' cum gun!," said one of...
Chapter X George woke up full of welts, and itching all over. His back and neck were stiff from sleeping hunched over. He scrunched up his face, and could feel the dried salt on his cheeks. He rubbed his chin and cheeks with his right hand as he turned his left arm toward the light filtering through the front window, and peered at his watch. It said 3:15. He got up and walked into the house as he tipped the bottle up and chugged his now warm beer. He set the empty bottle on the kitchen...
NovelsChapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
NovelsChapter VIIISunday morning, after they had all had coffee, Terry and George took the canoe out to go fishing, and Isolde wandered around inside the house, exploring. She found the pull down attic stairway in the upstairs second bedroom, and went up in the attic, just to see what was there. She found several rolled up rugs, and assumed they were in storage until winter. There was an old Electrolux tank vacuum cleaner, and she hauled it, and it’s attachments down into the main house. Maybe I’ll...
NovelsNote: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Carmelita Campo The vibrator died in my pussy. I shuddered, moaned, the rapture still rippling through me. My every breath was full of the scent of piss. That acrid reek. So much pee. It covered every bit of my body, soaked my hair, drenched my pussy. I tasted it in my mouth, felt it in my stomach. I hated how hard I had cum as Clint and his degenerate harem had urinated on me. And I hated that huge smirk on my Mi ... little sister’s face as...
Unquestionably I am a dyke, I was born to subjugate other females and the best part is that I look like an untarnished angel. I am five foot seven inches tall with blond hair, a very cherubic looking face and an average body and looking at me nobody would believe that I live to turn other females into my sex slaves. This whole look I possess allows me to do things with my female lovers that another dyke could never get away with. My first conquest came when I was almost fourteen and I had...
LesbianChapter XVIII Wednesday morning, they all three awoke at the crack of dawn. Isolde wondered if their new-found camaderie, or maybe love had recharged all of them, and made them want to wake up early, to be together.George spoke first, saying, “Good morning, you two. I love you guys.” Then, springing out of bed, and turning toward Isolde, he said, “If you don’t mind, I’m gonna hop in the shower first, so I can get my ass off to Glen Burnie.”“Are you sure you don’t want company?” Isolde asked,...
Novels"Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! She's here; she can look after her precious son. I can't take any more of this." Throwing a few items into a bag, she went to David, "I'll pick you up in the morning if you wish to go into work SIR. I'll bring the car back then if you don't. Good night SIR." "No Steph, don't go..." Stephanie could hear him calling to her as she closed the door. Her phone rang a few minutes after she'd entered her old flat. It now seemed a cold and uninviting place but at...
Chapter XVI While they were sitting out on the porch, George started having second thoughts again. He was sitting in one of the rockers, with his feet up on the crossbar, and suddenly sat forward, and planted both feet on the floor. He stood up and turning, said over his shoulder, “I gotta got to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” He went through the front door and down the hallway. After he left, Isolde said to Terry, “I think he is having some approach-avoidance issues with this whole...
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