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All sorts of expatriate “characters” gravitated to Bangkok, Thailand, in the seventies and eighties, and none were more colorful than the man known simply as Cowboy. Cowboy was a six-and-a-half-foot black American stud, who was said to have been a pro basketball player of some note who had retreated to Bangkok in the face of possible charges for point shaving and racketeering. In Bangkok, Cowboy had built a small empire of girlie bars in the Phatpong tenderloin district, the most notable one...
I don’t know what attracted me to ‘cowboy’? Maybe because he was a straight shooting to the point person, with a gentle manner, plus the fact he actually dressed and acted like a cowboy. After our first sexual encounter, we talked by phone many times, about everything from the wild-west, sexual experiences, and fantasies. I felt comfortable with him, and when our conversation took on an intimate nature, it stirred emotions in me I thought were long gone never to arise again. I yearned to meet...
I don’t know what attracted me to ‘cowboy’? Maybe because he was a straight shooting to the point person, with a gentle manner, plus the fact he actually dressed and acted like a cowboy. After our first sexual encounter, we talked by phone many times, about everything from the wild-west, sexual experiences, and fantasies. I felt comfortable with him, and when our conversation took on an intimate nature, it stirred emotions in me I thought were long gone never to arise again. I yearned to meet...
Love StoriesThe 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. ...
I yearned to meet this rough and ready cowboy again, and have him take me beyond the conventional sexual adventures. Let’s face it, I wanted to fuck him, again, because it brought out that naughty side in me. I wasn’t planning on leaving my aunts home for another two weeks. Surely we would meet once more; unfortunately, due to his schedule that second encounter never happened. He did come and say goodbye that morning I left for home. How can I find the man of my dreams, only to...
I met Christine at a seminar on Industrial Relations. It was mostly bullshit from people who had never held a tool in their hands and had no real world experience. They were full theories that they had learned from textbooks, but my company was paying the freight so there I was. When we broke for lunch I headed for the hotel restaurant. I stopped at the bathroom to take a whiz and when I got to the restaurant I found that all the seats were taken and the greeter told me there was at least a...
Essentially what you have here at your service is a story telling cowboy with a masters in business administration. However, I can only certify one of the three aforementioned requisites that being Masters degree in Business Administration. The accuracy of my claim at being a story teller or a cowboy is still to be tested. I say, pon my word, a mystery wrapped inside a mystery, covered by a veil has been set down and neither I in my guise of story teller or cowboy will reveal it. Those of...
The train took one back in time to the old west, through the Black Hills of South Dakota from Keystone to Hill City and back. One could relax in coach, and watch the beautiful scenery, or visit the dining car. However keep and eye out, there are train robbers on the loose. The re-enactment was called, “Shootout train ride.” There’s the good-guy, as sheriff trying to protect the gold, and bad-guys trying to steal it, damsels in distress and those causing it. My mind wandered back in...
I was visiting my sick aunt in Rapid City, SD. I was there a week, when one night at the supper table she suggested I drive down to Keystone, after all she wasn’t ill enough for me to be twenty-four-seven. She handed me a brochure and said, “It’s a trip back in time, on an authentic 1880 train, check it out, I know you’ll enjoy it. The train took one back in time to the old west, through the Black Hills of South Dakota from Keystone to Hill City and back. One could relax in coach, and watch the...
Love Storiesby BrettJ © 2010 Janice Parrington waved goodbye to her husband, thrilled that Neil was going away on another business trip. With both kids away at University and Neil gone for a month, this was the perfect time. She went to her purse, got out her Cell Phone and dialed. “Madame Martine, good morning. Yes, it’s Janice, how are you? I’m fine, thank you. Yes, I’m ready for another one. You know my type … that’s right, no one over 25. I can be ready in 2 hours, do you have anyone? ...
Now it was only virtual, but soon, I will fuck that slut in real!Lady_MandyI want that you call me Mistress, do you understand that, slave? You will do what I say and you will satisfy your Mistress.So you would like to such my cock, yes? Filthy bitch! I thought that you are a cocksucker! Mhh, suck my cock, pleasure your Mistress!Don't touch your dirty cock! Suck your fingers like you would suck my dick, you filthy whore!SlaveYes Mistress, I want to suck you hard cock!Oh, I wish my finger would...
MasterFredJoeTomTroy MASTER "A" I came into the dungeon and gazed gloatingly at my newest acquisition. She was naked, her limbs spread widely apart, her breasts dangling, tempting targets, her butt cheeks clenched in agony while her face was scrunched up in torment. Her whole body was covered with burn marks and the marks left by the kiss of the...
Chapter One: Rakshasa's New Slave By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Princess Malakisha – Ankush, The Queendom of Naith The Arena exploded with cheers, the peasants and lowborn humans rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the white sands. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal box, a palpable excitement shooting through my heart as the gladiators marched towards the center. “Oh, you are going to love this match, dear cousin,” Kushini purred, her...
John Childs remembered the first time he met Mr. Harken. It was early spring in 1819, and he was working as a hand for the Overseer. John thought nothing of him and paid him little attention. To John he was just another hired hand. Although he was a white hired hand, he was still treated as such. John did not know of the harsh discipline he enjoyed when Mr. Franks left. When Mr. Franks was moved to the cotton plantation, Mr. Harken took over as Overseer. John was now riding in the back of a...
I have been a crossdressing Mistress for several years now. I have a petite body and always looked good in a dress. I take on many slaves but my favorites are other men who look great in dress. This is a story about my favorite slave I have ever trained.I had been anticipating the arrival of my new toy all week, and he was moments away. My new slave, eager to be trained under my heels. The first time I saw him I had brief fantasies of my hands and mouth exploring every inch of his petite and...
CrossdressingGary had always been close with his father. Since he was little, they'd done everything together, from going to the movies to eating at the restaurant. The two had never strayed apart, they'd always been getting closer and closer together, until finally Gary and his father realized they were in total love with each other, not just loving each other. Gary was 19 when they first realized it. His mother was out of the house for the day, and Gary was lounging around, reading a novel. It was his...
Note : This Story is Completely Fictional By I. L. Liesome My name is Eric. I am a 58 year old man and this story may seem childish to you but it was very hot stuff back in the day. This story began when I was just 18 years old. Yep, 41 years ago back in Oklahoma. My mom had a 5 sisters and each of her sisters had 2 to 7 kids. I had 23 cousins and 19 of them were female. They were all very cute and ever since I can remember they always made me horny, every one of them. The same year I turned...
IncestAfter being divorced for four months we still had a very good friendship, not only with her but with her entire family. I was still fishing with her father, and was still being called to fix everything that broke. I didn’t really realize how close we all still were until I was at her nieces’ house replacing a toilet for her. I had the new toilet in when I noticed that the shut off valve was leaking. It was a little after 11pm and there was no way I was going to get a new shutoff tonight, so I...
The New Slave The New Slave Putting down my paintbrush, I looked at the clock and saw I had only ten minutes until Master William would arrive.? I covered up the painting and put the brushes away, thinking all the time about the strange direction my life had taken over the last two years.? By the time I had put away my paints and put on the handcuffs Master William insisted I wear each time he visited, it was almost time. I felt the rush of fear I always felt before he arrived and worst...
One night after a long day of work she had started reading a BDSM story she had found online and was getting into it but was too tired to finish so she bookmarked it and went and took a quick shower. She dressed in a small comfortable pair of hello kitty shorts and a white tank top and climbed in bed. She quickly feel asleep not knowing how her life would change forever that night. Mike was a generally easygoing person, he was 33 years old 5 foot 6 about 170 pounds. He had short black...
"Stand up, turn around and touch the floor with your hands, spreading your legs" She obeyed and he was pleased to see that she could touch the floor. Her cunt was clean shaven, had plump lips and a clean slit. Overall, it was a pleasing cunt. Her ass was round and dimpled and looked like it could take some punishment. "Stand and face me" She again obeyed, although this time she did not bow her head and look at his cock. She looked him right in his eye, showing her defiance in her...
A new slaveCHAPTER 1 – Daniel gets k**nappedI have never considered myself as straight or gay, I just don't know. Iguess I just go with the norm, you know, it's expected of you to be withthe opposite sex.Let me start by introducing myself, my name is Daniel. I'm about five footsix inches, eighteen and very skinny and always have been. I have fairlyshort brown hair and some people say slightly feminine looks. I'm extremelyshy around just about everyone and don't have many friends. I'm...
Introduction: The good Guy, gets the Girl ( AGAIN ) The Indian camp was just over the next hill. I had heard a lot of gun fire earlier in the afternoon coming from that direction. I crawled through the dust until I could see down the slope and into what was left of the camp. Bodies were everywhere. Most of the structures were torn down or on fire or both. I heard a womans scream followed by a shot. So, there were still some murderers left around the camp. I brought my rifle to bear on the camp...
Names have been changed to protect identities. Me and cath had been friends for 1 yeardrinking on nights out , she was about 4”12 very slim and slightly flat chested , she was very kind and but about a 6/10 at best . So after a dry spell from women I alone and horny one night texted cath . She told me she was in the bath , I being cheeky asked for a picture ( as a joke ). Then 3 mintues later *2 picture messages received*, I was eating Chinese and I spat it out on the floor . I paused “ what...
My first encounter began shortly after getting married. My husband was working nights at the time, we didn’t have k**s yet so there was not much going on in my spare time. As they say, idle time is the devils workshop, so I suppose that is where my “evil” inhibitions began to grow.One evening after work my sister asked me to go hang out at the bowling alley with her, just to hang out and waste some time. It was a summer night, nothing else going on, so I went just to get out of the house.We...
My husband likes me to dress up and play games when we have sex. Sometimes I'm a Cheerleader and other times a nurse. Probally his biggest fantasies are when we have sex away from the house. Usually at a secluded parking spot deep in the woods are at a cheap Motel on the intrastate. Last Friday night we went to a large Country Western dance being held at the Last Corral, a popular country Western bar in town that has a large dance floor. I was wearing a Jean skirt with cowboy boots and a red...
NOTE: This is my third published story. I think it's some of my best work yet. This is going to be a new storyline, with more installments. It will be completely open to suggestions and ideas, so please, please, please, if you have questions, comments, ideas, or suggestions about the story or where you would like to see it go, send me an email. Otherwise, enjoy! The girl's head lolled to one side in her drug-induced stupor. Maggie softly ran a hand down the girl's soft face, cupping the...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The summer of 1890 was to be the start of my new life. At fifteen years of age, I was to be presented to society and I had expected that I would then be considered an adult. That, at long last, I would have a say in my own life, my own destiny. That was not to be, though. I was still just a doll to be dressed and used as decoration in the home of my powerful parents. I was made up and dressed and used to impress the visitors who came...
How the Sultana Acquired a New House Slave By Riget99855 I was tired. That was for certain, I had been wandering now for days somewhere in Saudi Arabia, I guess. I had got drunk and reached for that wench in some makeshift foreigner's bar, I think. Though... in this country there was not supposed to be any bars... or whores! So I was told! Everyone was religious. Maybe it was the hashish, or some half-poisoned moonshine. I really can't remember. Brain seemed half-gone. Anyway,...
Girl Meets World - New Influences[Takes place during: Girl Meets Demolition]Have you ever had one of those days when you sit by the bay window in your room with your best friend and you two try to come up with a good scheme to make money by selling all of your clothes? Well, that's what happened to Riley Matthews and Maya Hart. Riley and Maya came up with a good scheme to sell all of their clothes and where did they sell their clothes at? A certain little clothing store called Demolition. The...
Two new pretty things for Mistresses . Expensive red shoes & a slavegirl. I finished off my makeup in the mirror, by applying a final touch of lip gloss & just the tiniest extra hint of mascara to the tips my lashes. I had spent over 2 hours in the process, in? the bath & waxing my body all over & especially intimately. Painting my toenails & primping myself. I slipped out of my lace baby doll nightie. & pulled on my most expensive sheer silk pantie & bra set. A matching garter belt for my...
It was the year 2001. 15-year-old Newt looked at himself in the mirror. He could see some of his mother Laverne’s African American features looking back, but also blue eyes and a lighter skin tone that must have come from his unknown father. He growled, angry. Why didn’t his mom ever tell him who his father was? Her insistence that she didn’t know didn’t make any sense! She said that Newt didn’t look like who she thought his father was, and she hadn’t been with any blue-eyed white boys. His...
My wife and I were out at a local bar with some friends. She had taken her wedding ring in for cleaning, so she wasn't wearing one. We had been dancing and drinking, but around midnight everyone decided to call it quits. My wife had been getting lots of attention from some local young cowboys. They didn't realize she was married as her ring was off.As we were getting in the car, I realized I had better go back into the batroom before the drive home. She went back in with me. The young cowboys...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Langdon Beech-Thorndyke III was 'a catch.' Mother and Father thought that he would be a perfect match for me. He was twenty three and I was fifteen. My parents hoped that we would become betrothed that summer and then a grandiose wedding would follow in three years after I turned eighteen. This was my sister's summer, though. Miranda would be married in August to a Vanderbilt cousin who she barely knew. The opulent affair...
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...
______________________________________________________________ It was a very pleasant late spring evening in northern New Mexico in the mid 1960's. The sun had set long enough ago that it had gotten dark. That Friday evening two late fifties pick-up trucks sat in front of 'Hank's Honky Tonk' and an old '51 Chevy four door sat behind the bar. The bar was located between two small ranching towns and was never very busy. It was an old wooden building and the name sign was hand painted...
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...
Newlywed Slaves By billy69boyWe had a spring wedding, and we couldn't be more in love. Our bliss was extended when we quickly found our first apartment. But it wasn't just an apartment: we were now the proud renters of half a duplex house that was attached to our dear elderly landlady's half of the house. Edna had lost her husband a few years back, and she seemed pleased to have a newly married couple as her next door neighbors. We became fast friends, and even though she had relatives living...
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...
I have always had dreams of owning my own slave every since I was a young man, but every girlfriend I seemed to have was repulsed by the idea and my relationships with them never lasted long. I kept pondering to myself how I would solve this problem. I would go on line, no success there, I would put out a personal ad, nothing. So what else was there for a young 25 year old guy to do? One night I decided to go out to a party at my friend’s house, there should be a lot of...
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...
......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...
Soccer Mom SlaveBy: KahiltnaAs she waited in her car, Brenda couldn’t believe she was doing this again. Her short, shallow breathing and rapid heartbeat gave away her apprehension. ?My God?, she thought, ?I’m a happily married mother, what keeps me coming back here?? Brenda was the prototype ?Soccer Mom?. She was 36 years old, married 10 years, with a 9 year old son and 7 year old daughter. Her husband was just what girls dream of, loving, hansom, dedicated to her and the kids and a good...
“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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