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Part I

"Turn. Bend."

Thomas snapped at the boy in front of him, admiring the colourful artwork that tainted the once pure, pale skin of the boy's legs.  He had taken the youngster in just over four years ago, when he had come across the then fifteen year old living on the streets and taken pity on him. The year had passed quickly, the boy’s training fast taking shape as his lodger turned into the perfect fuck toy and house slave.

?Push that arse out. Let me see your cunt.?

His fingers twitched over the buckle of his leather belt as he fought the temptation to tear it from his jeans and lash the boy’s tender, freshly tattooed flesh senseless, despite knowing it would ruin the expensive design inked onto the pasty canvas. 

Smiling smugly as the boy, known to Thomas, his friends and those who followed the boy’s progress online, as DickCheese, turned away from him and bent over, forcing his arse up into the air in front of his Master, hands gripping his ankles as he tried to prevent to shaking that was rattling his body. 

?Back up. Closer.?

The boy shuffled backwards blindly, still tightly holding his ankles as he had been taught, stopping when he felt his legs strike the edge of the chair his Master was sitting on. Feeling the gentle caress of  Thomas’ hands on his sore skin, DickCheese flinched violently, waiting for the pain that he had grown to anticipate with every touch of his Master’s hands on his body, the body he was ordered to keep in perfect shape, toned and muscled.

?Calm. Be still DickCheese.?

Thomas’ fingers traced the lines of the tattoo, admiring the carefully designed and skilfully traced art worked that painted the boy’s pale flesh. A true work of art, and nothing that had ever been seen before. The tattooist had been a trusted friend, known for his discretion, and even more so for his sadistic nature and high profile connections in the underworld.

Every inch of the tattoo had been planned to absolute precision, every detail, every blade of grass and every feather. Thomas had dictated his vision for the design to another friend, an artist who held high stead in the Royal household, and it had taken over fifteen hours to complete to Thomas’ satisfaction.

Reaching to the side table, the Master’s hand fumbled around for his camera, carefully adjusting the focus as he took yet another picture of the design to upload to DickCheese’s website.

From the moment he had started training the young boy, who had long forgotten his real name, Thomas had set up an online blog for friends and fellow Masters to follow the youngster’s progress. Currently he was posting the progress of the tattoo, which had been completed that afternoon, and now Thomas had a gallery of over 100 photos of the finished image ready to upload.

?Forward two steps.?

The boy shuffled forwards slightly, allowing Thomas to take the last three, almost perfect images he required to complete the online album.

With one last look at the intricate picture, the Master nodded with approval, swatting the boy on his arse and sending him on his way.

?Chinese for dinner tonight. Menu is in the drawer. I’ll have the usual.?

The boy nodded, straightening himself up and turning to face his Master, bowing low to show his gratitude at the man’s attention, however brief the moments between them had been. Reaching up, Thomas allowed himself to gently stroke a thumb across the youngster’s cheek and across his lips, tracing the interlocking lip rings that held his slave’s mouth firmly shut. The corners of the boy’s mouth were pulled outward, thin leather straps snaking tightly across his face and locking into place behind his head, holding in place the eight inch penis gag that was lodged behind DickCheese’s teeth. Not only did it keep the boy from talking, but it also acted as a training device, the gag being replaced with a bigger one, either longer or wider, once a month.

Each ring that held the slave boy’s lips together represented something rather special to the Master, for each hole in the boy’s lips was a reward for the son or daughter he had bred for his Master. Each of the six children, three boys and three girls, that DickCheese had fathered with another slave, a young woman of a higher slave status. were now living elsewhere on the planet, each being trained to become powerful Masters and Mistresses in their own rights.

Thomas’ hand slid lower, fingering the heavy iron collar that was smouldered shut around his boy’s neck, just tight enough to make breathing difficult, but not enough to choke him. Permanently smouldering the slave into his collar was an idea often used by owners, to ensure the slave boy always knew his place, his permanent lot in life, from which he could never escape.

?Here. Look. Your new art suits you beautifully DickCheese.?

Thomas held the camera out to the boy as he was picking up the phone to dial for his Master’s dinner, letting the boy see his new tattoo for the first time. If the slave boy’s mouth could drop, chances are it would have as he looked, rather tentatively at the picture. What was once pale, pasty skin, was now a work of art, not that DickCheese had any real experience with art, but he was certain that what he was looking at, what he was now wearing permanently on the back of his legs and over his arse, was art in the purest form.

Each leg was decorated with an amazingly detailed picture of an archer, one wearing a powder blue ‘Robin Hood-esque’ outfit, complete with feather in his cap, the other in matching, pale, mint green. Their bows taut, aiming at the target that outlined his arsehole, or ‘Cunt’ as his Master called it. Instead of arrows flying from the bows, it was cocks, better than that, Master Thomas had made perfectly sure that the artist had drawn several, in fact thirteen, exact replicas of his own cock into the design. Two embedded perfectly in the target, one on each arse cheek, the other’s either flying through the air, or littered across the grass, each blade of which was perfectly visible up his legs and across the base of his arse.

A small tear fell from his eye, rolling down the slave’s cheek, mostly at the sudden realisation that his situation was now permanent, the ink would never be removed, and the rest of his life, in fact, the rest of eternity, would be spent serving, with this image plastered across his behind forever.

Reaching up, Thomas wiped away the tear, at the same time unfolding a sheet of paper from his pocket and setting it on the coffee table beside DickCheese.

?I have big plans for you my boy. Very big plans indeed.?

Lowering his hand further, he tweaked a nipple sharply, making the boy wince, which earned the slave a sharp slap on his raw backside, the hand roaming across to the other nipple, and then lower still, stroking the boy’s rippled, rock hard Pecs and abs, the result of hours upon hours of endless workouts, forced upon the slave to ensure his body remained perfectly toned despite the meagre diet and less than brilliant lifestyle. The harsh scar from the numerous operations the boy had endured marred the otherwise perfect body, and Thomas had plans to hide that as soon as he possibly could. He knew plenty of doctors who could operate in the future and still keep the scar hidden. Oh yes, Thomas had plans, big plans for this boy of his, and, best of all, there was nothing anyone could do about it.  After all, in four years not one person had reported the young street rat as missing, so, the longer time dragged on, the less likely it was that anyone would want to come looking for him.

As one hand stroked and caressed his boy, Thomas’ other hand slowly undid the rings the bound DickCheese’s lips closed, leaving them looped through alternate holes, ready to reattach after his slave had ordered his dinner. The padlock at the back of the slave boy’s head proved more difficult to deal with, and required both hands to unlock.

The soft whine that fell from the boy’s lips as the penis gag was removed from his throat was so adorable that Thomas decided against punishing his boy  for making sound without permission. Setting the gag close at hand, he tilted the youngster’s head back, forcing his mouth open wide so that the Master could examine how well the freshly pierced tongue was healing.

?Adorable. You have a pretty little mouth there DickCheese. A second tongue bar would suit you well.?

Holding out the phone, Thomas nodded his permission for the boy to speak the order, the mere sound of the boy’s rasping voice, the back of his poor, tortured throat rubbed red raw by the long gag he wore day in, day out. The second the call was hung up, the Master sunk down into his chair, beckoning the boy to come closer to him.

?Crawl. I don’t want your disgusting feet dirtying up my carpets.?

Obediently DickCheese sunk to his knees, dragging himself along the carpet on all floors, not a single sound falling from his lips as the harsh, rough carpet scratched and tore at the delicate flesh on his hands and knees. Reaching his Master, the slave fell back onto his knees, looking up at the man pleadingly as Thomas gently stroked his hair, guiding his face down into his crotch.

?Suck. We have time before dinner arrives.?

As the boy ran his tongue along the underside of his Master’s cock, Thomas arched his hips, forcing his length further down the slave’s throat. While his touch on his boy’s hair was still gentle, almost caring, the force with which he was thrusting into his mouth was far from it.

With every thrust DickCheese gagged hard, his Master’s dick forcing its way down his throat, rubbing against the already raw and sore flesh at the back of his throat. Feeling Thomas’ pace increase, his cock growing hot and throbbing as the older man raced towards orgasm, pumping harder into the wet heat of his slave boy’s open mouth.

?Swallow. Spill a drop and I beat your sorry ass into the middle of next month.?

The hands stroking the boy’s head grew rough, yanking his head into the Master’s crotch and impaling the young man’s mouth on the thick length. Without warning he came, a thick stream of cum filling the boy’s throat, DickCheese having to swallow continuously to keep himself from choking and wasting any of his Master’s precious cum. As the steady stream of cum weakened and petered off, Thomas twisted his hands in the young slave’s hair, pinning his mouth to his dick for just a few moments longer, relishing in the scared squirms as the boy struggled to breath around his vast length.

The doorbell interrupted Thomas’ fun, and reluctantly he released his slave’s head, pushing the boy back off of his cock, shoving his wallet into the boy’s empty mouth.

?Door. Pay the delivery man. Leave a good tip.?

DickCheese nodded obediently, crawling once more across the scratchy carpet, carefully not to visibly wince at the burning sensation that ripped through his already cut and bruised hands and knees. As harsh as the rough carpet was against his delicate flesh, the young slave boy had yet to experience the cold, unyielding pain of the solid wood flooring in his Master’s foyer.

As he approached the door, the youngster sat back on his heels, flicking the catch on the door with his nose to let the delivery man in. As the door creaked open and the delivery man let himself in, DickCheese lifted his head, letting the man take the wallet from between his lips.

??27.50 mate. Cheers.?

The Chinese worker took the correct money, looking down at the kneeling slave in front of him, waiting for permission to take a tip.

?Thirty percent.?

The slave boy muttered quietly, his voice still rasping and dry. The only time the boy was allowed to speak was when he spoke with delivery men, telling them how much tip he was allowed to give.  The man nodded, taking the extra from the wallet. Looking down at the boy knelt before him, the Chinese delivery man dropped the wallet into the bag of food, and carefully, taking care not to burst the bag, hooked the handles behind the boy’s lower teeth, pressing the slave’s lips together roughly.

?Don’t drop it, you hear??

DickCheese nodded as carefully as he could. He knew his Master’s reputation as well as every other Master, Mistress and Slave in town did. No one crossed Master Thomas, and those who did were seldom heard from again. He most definitely did not want to add his name to the list of those who had been disappeared for failing to follow orders.

?Well done. No punishments for you then.?

The delivery man stroked the slave’s hair mockingly, tugging sharply at the gentle curls that nestled in the back of his neck.

?Master Thomas keeps his slave well. He must be proud.?

DickCheese nodded once more, knowing the man’s tricks well. This man had a reputation for trying to trick slaves into talking, making them drop their deliveries, delighting in being invited to watch, and sometimes help with, the punishments dealt out.

Turning away, a little disheartened that his ploy did not work this time, Chon Yan left the young man kneeling in the hall, the door slamming so hard it shook in its frame. Waiting until the door was closed fully, DickCheese moved back into the sitting room, crawling once more with the bag of food held tightly in his mouth.

Like a well trained dog, he scuttled across the floor, dropping the bag at Thomas’ feet, carefully returning to his position between his Master’s legs.

In his slave’s absence, Thomas had attached a harness of his own design to his legs. The harness, basically a belt with two separate belts looped around each leg, allowed the Master to strap his slave down in his crotch, keeping the youngster impaled on his length until Thomas was ready to release him.

Collecting the bag, Thomas snapped his fingers, and DickCheese crawled closer, lowering his mouth onto the erect cock being thrust up at him. With the boy settled, the Master corrected his boy’s posture, lifting his torso and  shifting a coffee table under the boy’s stomach to hold him horizontal. Satisfied that his table was ready, Thomas buckled the loops of leather tightly between his legs and DickCheese’s collar, pinning the boy there with no escape until his Master was bored of him.

With his slave boy tightly, and firmly secured around his cock, Thomas sat back, opened his Chinese and spread the food out across the boy’s back, lifting his hips and driving his cock balls deep into the boy’s throat.

Once dinner was done with, perhaps Thomas would begin to plan the next piece of artwork he wanted engraved onto his slave, and maybe he would ring that piercist, start planning the next session. After all, a slave is for life, not just for Saturnalia?

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Tracey got up and rang the bell as the bus approached her stop. Clutching her handbag tightly she stepped off the bus and looked towards the big gleaming glass building to the right.At just over a month since her eighteenth birthday she had decided it was time to learn to drive and as part of that under the new rules for females she had to report to the licensing centre and have a medical completed.She started walking towards the building with some slight trepidation, she was naturally a...

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Slave for Hire

                       SEX SLAVE FOR HIRE                           Chapter 1                    My first Day on the Job     I've been beaten and tortured, had rigid cocks and worse stuffed into me fore, aft, andtopside.  And I consented to it.  I did it for money.     Do you know what it's like to be without a job, with rent to pay, a family to support?  Ido.  I walked a hundred miles, it seems, trying to get a job.  Even the fast food places weren'thiring.  I pawned everything of value that I...

4 years ago
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Slave Daddy

Oh, you've been a very bad Daddy, haven't you?" I smiled to myself as I looked through the recent sites list in the web browser. I was sitting at my father's desk, in his study, and I hadn't meant to snoop, I was just checking my email, but I'd happened upon the favorites list as I waited for the web page to load. And there it was, "Bound for Glory" neatly bookmarked, and so I'd instantly become more interested in what my dad was doing with his spare time. It was an odd feeling, seeing pictures...

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Slave Auction A Charity Party0

by Francis Drake Posted by JackFD, with Francis Drake’s permission. Thia stopped reading the page she’d attempted to understand the last four times she’d read it. Her mind wasn’t on the current best-selling thriller, it was on the box in her bedroom and the masquerade. No need delaying. Since she’d told Derek she would accompany him, her mind returned to the costume with every other thought. She’d accomplished nothing at work. She’d be glad when the damn party was behind her. She put the...

3 years ago
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Slave Part 2

Introduction: The story of Master, Slave and X continues. Please feel free to comment and vote. Your feedback really helps me improve my writing. Enjoy Slave Part Two. 1. X entered the room and knelt before me. I walked behind her and lifted her skirt, she was not wearing any panties as I had ordered. Excellent. I praised her. You are learning quickly. Master will be here soon, so go on your hands and knees fetch your bag and place it by the front door. X obediently crawled away. She picked...

4 years ago
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Slave Island

ISLE D?ESCLAVES ???????????????????????????????? ISLE D?ESCLAVES  Day One ? the arrival. Lauren and Barbara learn the ropes. LAUREN MICHELLE stretched out languidly on the long leather bench in the luxury speedster as the young woman who had met them at the dock steered the sleek 40-foot Silverton convertible out into the open sea. Lauren had changed into a bright yellow PVC bikini on the way to the dock in Lady Barbara Kleinhold?s stretch limo soon after landing at Faa International...

3 years ago
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Slave For A Day The Perfect Gift

“My birthday doesn’t count for anything anymore?” he responded, making a cursory effort to get up. He’d promised to help her with the shopping, and normally would have been happy to do it, but he’d decided to play the difficult husband to see what he could get away with if only for one day of the year. So well past noon he was still lounging around in sweats surrounded by newspapers strewn across the living room floor. “It’ll count for plenty later on,” she said, “but if we don’t get...

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The Real Stepford Wives Lizzies Story

The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Sophia, along with some of the characters in the other two stories make cameo appearances here. *************************************** I...

3 years ago
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Slave Trade

SLAVE TRADE It had been an awful few weeks the boat was so over crowded, there was noroom for anyone hundreds of us packed into this tiny little space no air, nolight, and no sun, hardly ever let on the deck for some exercise. Mid summerand the heat was searing the smell from all the human waste was over poweringbut still we could do nothing I sat in my little corner near the door and watchedpeople die on that journey, die from malnutrition die from heat exhaustionand disease which ran riot...

2 years ago
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Slave Yoni one

This was me 22 years old, bored one evening and browsing the internet for stories about dominating women. It was a fantasy I had since I started puberty. I wanted to tie them up, to humiliate them and to take complete control over them. I came across one story, obviously written by a women. I was reading it and I was getting more and more positive that it was a pretty young woman who wrote it or at least one who didn’t have to much experience with this stuff. As I continued reading it I became...

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Slave Part 2

1. X entered the room and knelt before me. I walked behind her and lifted her skirt; she was not wearing any panties as I had ordered. “Excellent.” I praised her. “You are learning quickly. Master will be here soon, so go on your hands and knees fetch your bag and place it by the front door.” X obediently crawled away. She picked her bag up between her teeth and struggled towards the door. “Kneel up and wait there for Master” I instructed her. I then knelt beside her, my eyes on the floor;...

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The Real Stepford Wives Vickys Story

The Real Stepford Wives - Vicky's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This is my third entry in the Stepford Series. This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Lizzie, along with some of the characters in the original two stories make cameo appearances...

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The Real Stepford Wives Sophias Story

The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Some of the characters in those stories make cameo appearances here. ********************** I was four years into my career as a Big Four accountant. Two years ago, I had been promoted to senior associate and was hopeful about...

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Slave Ship

Of course it didn't hurt the fact that her father owned the biggest slave dealership in the area and she had been bought up in the ways of slave trading from an early age. Her fathers name also commanded respect around here, some of that respect rubbing off onto her. She was sure she wouldn't of got to where she was today with her fathers name behind her. Slave trading was a mans job she often heard and some of the dealers and sea captains barely kept their contempt in rein when they found...

3 years ago
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Slave to a prostitute

On my knees I sat in the corner, as my owner was just finishing with a client. As he pulled out I could see he left a huge mess. He got up and thanked my owner for her time and left a tip on the nightstand for her as he got dressed and left the apartment.        ?Slave!? my owner said ?get over here I need you to clean me up?        I knew what she was going to say before she even finished this was the routine that I have gotten used to. A client would call and come over and have their way with...

3 years ago
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Slave

Typing industriously away in my upstairs office, I heard the key in the door, the door open and shut and the sound, faint but recognisable, of clothes being removed. I looked at my watch; she was late. Having, for once, been on my own since breakfast, Jim Junior began to rise. I finished the sentence I was working on and saved my work then, as almost an afterthought, closed the computer down. I rather thought I would not be needing it for the rest of the evening. I removed the shorts which were...

2 years ago
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SLAVE SEAT

Kara Hubbard sighed as she collapsed backwards onto her bed. What a bore! she thought, a frown crossing her young but beautiful features.She hated family get-togethers, and for the love of god, why hadn't there been girls born into this family? All could look forward to was her younger male cousin and whatever mischief he would doubtlessly try on her - just as he had when they'd been teens.The monster! Oh, his name was Chad and that didn't sound bad at all, but what a little b**st he had always...

3 years ago
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Slave Girl Rita

It all started when my wife Janet and I decided to go to an erotic mask ball. We were both really excited about it even if we were not sure if we really wanted to fully participate in any swinging or swapping activities at the ball. All of these were optional and many couples just came to the ball to enjoy the erotic atmosphere.Anyway, the ball was indeed very exciting with many attractive couples involved in erotic activities. My wife and I, we decided to simply enjoy the view. Stage...

3 years ago
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Slave in the Theater

Part 1 This happened many years ago, before the AIDS scare. My current live-in slave had admitted to me that she wished to be dominated while we were on our first date. For our second date I had her come across town in the pouring rain and when she entered my apartment, it was totally dark. I grabbed her and stripped her and forced her to suck me and swallow (which she had never done before). She came twice during this and then we made love on the floor for her third and fourth. From that...

2 years ago
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Slave Surprise

SLAVE SURPRISE! By: perverse_cowboy I get a text from you, telling me to be at a local High End Hotel at 7:00 PM. I am to pick up a key to room 528, under the name of "Woodcock" from the desk and follow written instructions that I will find on the table in the room. When I pick up the key, the man behind the desk gives me a wink and a devilish smile. "I’m sure you will enjoy your stay with us." He states. I thank him and hurry to the elevator, as I am running about 15 minutes late. I enter...

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3 years ago
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Slave Farm

CHAPTER ONEThe Seduction of Jenny I am a stunningly beautiful, sadistic Woman with long legs, a gifted athletic body, and the angelic, sweet face of the young Mother Mary in Michelangelo’s statue of the Pieta.   I have always been able to get Men to do anything for Me, often the most ridiculous things. My father was my earliest victim, the first to succumb to My childishly coy looks and pouts. He was the first man I wrapped around My little finger. To the boys at school, I was the cruelest...

4 years ago
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Slaves Revolt

Slaves RevoltSynopsisDaddy sent Mummy, my sister and me to become virtual slaves for two days as a punishment for our behaviour towards him. Slaves Revoltby obohoboWarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF bg NC. Spanking If you are underage or offended by such material, or if viewing this file is illegal in your locality, then leave, close or delete this file-story now. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to...

1 year ago
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Slave Max

Ethan's shift at Tofu King had just ended and he was heading out of the food court and through the mall to the ATM to cash his weekly paycheck. His part-time job flipping tofu burgers didn't pay much, but he managed to live well enough on his $12.50 per hour minimum wage job to rent a tiny room in a boarding house and get cable HDTV. After working there for about 10 years since he earned his Ph.D., he had managed to save up a few thousand to, eventually, buy a car; but for now, he lived...

3 years ago
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Slave Girl 1

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 their way with them ,gently you lick your lips thinking of the fun you’re going to have with your new slave. You sit down and wait, one by one slave girls are brought out on stage blonds and...

3 years ago
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Slave Diaries Part I

Introduction: My life as a slave… Sandy? Sandy? called Madam Rose as she walked quickly along the hallway, looking in each cage. Sandy, where the hell are you? Im here! I responded from a cage at the end of the hall. Sandy, were going to be late for the slave expo, Madam shouted as she marched towards me and stepped inside my cage. Madam Rose unlocked my hand and ankle cuffs. She said For god sake get ready fast, the show got to start by 10! I was lying naked in my cage and I didnt understand...

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Forbiden fruits in the forbiden forest

Introduction: Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron get lost in the forbiden forest and finaly let their feeling for each other show. Ron and Hermione were strolling around the black lake, they werent actually dating but they were doing all the normal couples stuff except for the kissing and sex. They saw two people in the distance walking towards them. Is that Harry and Ginny Hermione asked. The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were...

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