Faye
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Faye wasn?t told everything. How could she have accepted the invitation if she had known it would be the last invitation she would ever accept.
John, her Master, had made all the arrangements, and all he had to do was deliver Faye, and walk away, richer, and ready for the next girl he had found.
It was Friday night, a night like any other, when Faye arrived at her Master?s house. Entering the building she did what was normally expected of her, and removed all her clothing and jewellery. Her body had to be totally naked for her Master, not even a ring on her finger was allowed, or a watch.
?You have been invited to a party? said John as she knelt before him. ? do you accept the invitation??
Faye knew better than to say no to him, his word was law. He was in charge of every minute of her life, even if she were not with him.
?Yes Master, I accept? answered Faye in her most submissive voice.
?Good? said John. ?The party is in the
hills, but for reasons I cant go into, you will not be
allowed to know where, you will travel tied and hooded in the boot of the car.
There will be loud music played through headphones inside the hood, to distract
you and ensure you cannot concentrate on directions. Any
questions??
?No questions Master? answered Faye.
?Okay? said John. ?First I am going to tie your hands behind you, you will then walk naked to the garage and stand behind the car waiting further instructions. When I tell you to do so, you will climb into the boot. And I will apply the headphones and hood. Understood??
?Yes Master, all is understood. Am I allowed any questions??
?None at all, what will happen, will happen, you will comply at all costs?
?Yes Master?
John produced a short piece of rope and told Faye to place her hands behind her. Doing so, He then proceeded to tie them so she could not release them.
As soon as her hands were tied, Faye moved to the kitchen door, which led directly to the garage, and stood at the back of John?s car, waiting for him to arrive.
A few minutes later after making a telephone call, John strolled into the garage and opened the boot of his car. Faye struggled, but managed to get into the boot, laying on her side and waiting for the next phase.
John produced an MP3 player, and placed the head phones inside Faye?s ears, and then taped them in place, so that if the hood was ever removed, she would still not be able to remove them. Just before turning the MP3 player on, John looked Faye in the eyes and said.
?I have enjoyed using you as a slave, but all things must end. When we arrive at our destination, you will be handed over to your new owner, though you will not be with him long. You will never see me again after I place the hood on you.?
Before Faye could respond. John turned the MP3 player on, and turned the volume up full, and then placed the hood over the girl?s head, tying it tight. This would be the last time Faye ever saw him, and once delivered, the last time John would see her.
The drive was over three hours, driving carefully, following the instructions he had been given. He knew that without the instructions he would never find this place, and also knew that he would never find it again, as he had been told that when he arrived at the destination he was to hand over the instructions. It was almost midnight when he arrived, and presented himself at the Lodge.
A short conversation followed, and John was told to drive to the garage, open the boot, and walk away, so he would not see and later recognise any of the Lodge;s staff. What he didn?t know, he couldn?t give evidence on.
Following the instructions John drove to the garage, and took the keys from the ignition. Part of him wanted to drive away again, taking Faye with him, but he had been paid, and knew that no matter what he did, or where he went, they would find him, and take Faye from him.
Walking in the gardens a hooded man came over to him and told him he could now return to his car, and drive away.
John had not said goodbye to Faye, but the girl was no longer in his boot when her reached his car. She was now no longer his problem, and the money in his bank made him wealthier than he had been for quite some time. Money seems to take away any conscience.
At the gates of the property, John said a silent and last goodbye to Faye, and hoped that she would be enjoyed by her new owners and their guests.
NEW SURROUNDINGS
Faye didn?t hear the car boot open, but she felt the hands guiding her from the car. She was led from the garage through a door and along a long corridor, still hooded, the loud music still playing in her ears. She stumbled once or twice, but hands prevented her from falling.
Eventually they came to a halt before a white door, and led Faye inside it, placing her on a table, before removing the hood, and finally, the MP3 player.
Quickly and efficiently, the men who had escorted her placed ropes on her wrists and ankles, and then tied them to the table on which she lay.
She could not see any of the men?s faces, as they wore hood, with only their eyes visible, eyes that showed no emotion.
A man in a white coat crossed the room and approached her.
?I am Doctor Williams? said the man. ?it is my job to ensure you are fit and healthy, to take your weight and measurements. Everything has to be logged perfectly to get the right results.?
Faye wanted to ask what results, but she knew better than to question a superior being, as this Doctor was. Faye was a slave, she obeyed, she didn?t question, ever.
The Doctor gave Faye a full examination, weighing her breasts, checking her temperature, taking blood samples, urine samples. He also gave her a questionnaire to complete, which asked what, if any, illnesses she had suffered between birth and now, when she started to menstruate, how many men she had slept with. It was perhaps the most personal thing she had ever completed, and by the end, her life story was written there in black and white for anyone to read.
Satisfied, the doctor placed a handcuff on one of her hands before releasing it from the table. Then, brought her hand over to the other one and cuffed that before releasing her second hand. Faye was never going to be cuff free until the party, on Sunday.
Releasing her legs, the Doctor told Faye to stand up and wait further instructions. Obeying, Faye stood, her legs slightly parted, her hands cuffed in front of her, wondering what would happen next. John had said she would never see him again, so it was pretty obvious that he had sold her to someone new, but, who was it? John had given no indication, and she already guessed that the guy who had inspected her, wasn?t her new owner.
About half an hour later two men came into the room and walked over to Faye, and told her to follow them, though follow wasn?t the right word, as she walked between the two men, both hooded, so she could not see their faces, and was led along a corridor and then up a flight of stairs.
The house, as she could see it, was well decorated, with expensive furniture, whoever her new owner was, he was quite wealthy.
The two men led her into an opulent room, deep shag carpets, antique furniture, large windows looking out over a great expanse of greenery, which Faye assumed was his garden. She could see poplar trees lining an avenue through the window.
A man sat at an antique desk, also hooded, writing in a book of some sort.
?Welcome? he said, without raising his head. ?You are now My property to use, abuse and dispose of at My will. You are here for one purpose only, to entertain My guests at a party on Sunday. For this your former Master was paid ?2000, a tidy sum, if I say so Myself.?
Faye was shocked, not that John had taken the ?2000, but that anyone had felt she was worth that much.
?During your time here you will not speak unless spoken to, you will see no-one?s face, as everyone except you will be wearing hoods. You will not hear any names, simply letters of the alphabet which may or may not refer to some one?s actual name, usually,, it doesn?t.?
?this is your last chance to ask questions? he ended.
?Why am I here?? she asked.
?I told you. To entertain My guests, and for no other reason. It is how you entertain them that should worry you, but, it matters little, as entertain them you will?
?Yes Master? she replied, assuming that this was her new owner.
At this point the two men re-appeared and guided Faye out of the room, and down the stairs again, taking her to a sparsely furnished room which would be her home for the next 48 hours.
She was left cuffed, but other wise free as they closed the door of the room, leaving her to investigate. The first thing she noticed in the bathroom was that the shower was activated by foot controls. She could shower anytime she wished and not have to worry about taps, she assumed this was because she was staying cuffed.
The bed was soft, but not too comfortable, the bedding only light sheets, but the room was not cold, and she realised that heavier sheets would not be needed.
There was a hole like a dog flap in the door, with no handle, though it was only then that she realised the door itself had no handle. She was not intended to get out of this room unaided.
About an hour after she had been placed in the room, the ?dog flap? opened and a plate of food was pushed through, and a cup of hot drink. The flap closed, and Faye moved over to the food. It wasn?t much, just two sausages and some mashed potato, but Faye didn?t care, food was food, and after serving John for so long she had learned that food was a gift, not a right.
What Faye didn?t know was that the mashed potato was laced with a sleeping drug,? and within a few minutes of eating it, she lay on the bed and slipped slowly into a deep, dreamless sleep.
PREPERATIONS
Over the next 24 hours, Faye slept, the powerful drug ensuring that she would not wake, until the party had started. She was going to be the start of the party, and her owner had a lot to prepare.
First were the invitations, carefully worded, inviting them to a ?tasty Party? with ?special guest?. No-one other than those who received an invite would ever know what the theme of the party was going to be. John did not receive an invite.
Faye?s new owner also had to ready the site for the party, ensuring that everything was in order, and that all of his staff new their places. This was going to be a splendid party, and he didn?t want his guests disappointed, after all, they were paying over ?500 a head to attend.
The Champagne was already on ice, and the barbeque pit was filled with coals ready for use. Martin felt happy with himself, and ready for the event.
He paid a visit to the still sleeping Faye and measured her carefully, he couldn?t afford slip ups.
The last thing he wanted was for Faye to wake up too early, so he instructed one of his staff to give her another dose of the sleeping draft by injections as she slept. He looked carefully at her. Long brown hair, blue eyes, though now closed. She had? nice breasts, not overly large, but certainly enough to get your teeth into. Her legs were long and athletic, a sign that Faye was no stranger to a gym, and her pussy had been shaven clean. Closer inspection told Martin that it had been shaved for some time, as there was a continuous suntan in that area, no bikini or hair had stopped the suns rays from reaching her.
Martin smiled to himself. She would be perfect.
Martin? next job was to ensure the cage was going to be the right fit for Faye. The workshops at the back of the building were busy getting all the little things done that would make the party a success. With practised ease metal bands were being bent and shaped to form a cage that would hold Faye tightly. Martin smiled as he looked at the dark metal bands, each one an inch wide, they were bent to form a cage exactly the shape and size of Faye, once she was in it, there would be no movement. He inspected the locks to make sure that they would not open prematurely. He didn?t want any accidents. In five years he had never had one, and he always said this was because everyone took complete care in their work.
Walking back to his office Martin let his mind drift back to his five years in charge of the Party. It had been a good five years, and he had managed to entertain at least three times a year. In the Community he had a good name, and he intended to keep it that way.
Satisfied that all was in order, Martin allowed himself to rest, there was nothing else he could do now until the party started.
THE PARTY
The guests had started to arrive an hour ago, each wearing the traditional mask, hiding their faces from each other. At these parties it was traditional that no-one knew who anyone else was, apart from the host, who knew and had vetted every guest.
The evening air was mild, though Martin had worried earlier that there would be a light drizzle. Rain would not have helped matters, but it had held off. The party area was lit by a ring of low lights, encouraging guests to enjoy themselves.
Martin looked at his watch one last time, and then climbed onto the podium, and clapped his hands to get everyone?s attention.
?Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Party. As you know, this is the last party of the year, and so we looked hard to find you just the right fare for the evening. There are light snacks on the bar if you get peckish while the main dish is cooking, and remember, if you want your meat rare, get in quick.? At this point the guests laughed lightly.
A noise to the left of the guests made them all turn around, to see two men dressed totally in black from head to toe, carrying a cage. It wasn?t the cage that attracted their attention, but the contents.
Faye was encased inside the cage, her arms down by her sides, her legs closed. Each of the bars of the cage made contact with her body, so even as she was being carried to the place of honour, no part of her body moved. Faye still slept, as she would do for a while longer yet, the powerful drug was enough to make her sleep, but not enough to ensure she slept through the party.
The cage was carried over to the barbeque pit, and the two rods, one either end, were placed on stanchions at each end of the pit. One end was fixed carefully to a motor what would revolve the cage.
Martin again called for the attention of the guests. ?As you know, you all bid to see who would light the fire, and as usual, all bids were made without knowing what else had been bid. In this way, we do not get the same person outbidding everyone else every time. ?
Martin came down from the podium and walked over to a tall woman wearing a long green evening gown, and a cat?s mask.
?Congratulations,? he said. ?You have won the right to light the fire and get the festivities under way.?
With this Martin escorted the lady to the barbeque pit and stood by as she placed her fingers on the ignition switch. With an unseen smile, her finger pressed, and a single click filled the night air. Almost immediately the gas fuelled flames bounded into life, and the red and yellow flames began to heat the coals.
Above the coals, Faye still slept. If Martin had judged the dose right, the drug would wear off just as the heat was starting to cook her soft white flesh.
The cage started to rotate, so that Faye would cook evenly, and Martin joined the other guests in the traditional drink to the volunteer.
Faye started to awaken slowly, feeling more than a little hot. It took a few seconds before she realised that the heat was coming from below her, and that she was looking at the night sky. As the spit rotated and she now looked down into the flames, she screamed.
?Oh God, someone help me. Please. Get me down.?
But there was no sound, the Doctor had cut her vocal chords as she slept
The heat was getting greater under Faye, her hair began to singe, and her skin began to blister. One of the attendants poured oil on her from a bottle, ensuring that her skin didn?t dry out as it cooked. And still Faye screamed out for someone to help, someone to free her, but that was never going to happen.
She felt herself cursing John, surely ha hadn?t known what was going to happen after he had sold her? She could still feel her body rotate, and the heat growing.
Louder and louder she screamed, but the guests heard nothing, few even watching their dinner cook, they would be told when dinner was ready.
Faye?s blood slowly began to boil, her heart burning inside her as the hot blood coursed through her veins. In a few more minutes it would be all over for Faye, her blood would no longer feed her brain, and she would die.
The attendants finally acclaimed that dinner would be served in half an hour, and would all guests please freshen up ready.
The guests were led to the main building and shown to their rooms, each with its own bathroom. By the time the last guest returned to the party, Faye had been removed from the fire, and the cage, and was now laid out on the huge table.
?Ladies and gentlemen? called Martin. ?Dinner is served?
Faye wasn?t told everything. How could she have accepted the invitation if she had known it would be the last invitation she would ever accept.
John, her Master, had made all the arrangements, and all he had to do was deliver Faye, and walk away, richer, and ready for the next girl he had found.
It was Friday night, a night like any other, when Faye arrived at her Master?s house. Entering the building she did what was normally expected of her, and removed all her clothing and jewellery. Her body had to be totally naked for her Master, not even a ring on her finger was allowed, or a watch.
?You have been invited to a party? said John as she knelt before him. ? do you accept the invitation??
Faye knew better than to say no to him, his word was law. He was in charge of every minute of her life, even if she were not with him.
?Yes Master, I accept? answered Faye in her most submissive voice.
?Good? said John. ?The party is in the
hills, but for reasons I cant go into, you will not be
allowed to know where, you will travel tied and hooded in the boot of the car.
There will be loud music played through headphones inside the hood, to distract
you and ensure you cannot concentrate on directions. Any
questions??
?No questions Master? answered Faye.
?Okay? said John. ?First I am going to tie your hands behind you, you will then walk naked to the garage and stand behind the car waiting further instructions. When I tell you to do so, you will climb into the boot. And I will apply the headphones and hood. Understood??
?Yes Master, all is understood. Am I allowed any questions??
?None at all, what will happen, will happen, you will comply at all costs?
?Yes Master?
John produced a short piece of rope and told Faye to place her hands behind her. Doing so, He then proceeded to tie them so she could not release them.
As soon as her hands were tied, Faye moved to the kitchen door, which led directly to the garage, and stood at the back of John?s car, waiting for him to arrive.
A few minutes later after making a telephone call, John strolled into the garage and opened the boot of his car. Faye struggled, but managed to get into the boot, laying on her side and waiting for the next phase.
John produced an MP3 player, and placed the head phones inside Faye?s ears, and then taped them in place, so that if the hood was ever removed, she would still not be able to remove them. Just before turning the MP3 player on, John looked Faye in the eyes and said.
?I have enjoyed using you as a slave, but all things must end. When we arrive at our destination, you will be handed over to your new owner, though you will not be with him long. You will never see me again after I place the hood on you.?
Before Faye could respond. John turned the MP3 player on, and turned the volume up full, and then placed the hood over the girl?s head, tying it tight. This would be the last time Faye ever saw him, and once delivered, the last time John would see her.
The drive was over three hours, driving carefully, following the instructions he had been given. He knew that without the instructions he would never find this place, and also knew that he would never find it again, as he had been told that when he arrived at the destination he was to hand over the instructions. It was almost midnight when he arrived, and presented himself at the Lodge.
A short conversation followed, and John was told to drive to the garage, open the boot, and walk away, so he would not see and later recognise any of the Lodge;s staff. What he didn?t know, he couldn?t give evidence on.
Following the instructions John drove to the garage, and took the keys from the ignition. Part of him wanted to drive away again, taking Faye with him, but he had been paid, and knew that no matter what he did, or where he went, they would find him, and take Faye from him.
Walking in the gardens a hooded man came over to him and told him he could now return to his car, and drive away.
John had not said goodbye to Faye, but the girl was no longer in his boot when her reached his car. She was now no longer his problem, and the money in his bank made him wealthier than he had been for quite some time. Money seems to take away any conscience.
At the gates of the property, John said a silent and last goodbye to Faye, and hoped that she would be enjoyed by her new owners and their guests.
Faye didn?t hear the car boot open, but she felt the hands guiding her from the car. She was led from the garage through a door and along a long corridor, still hooded, the loud music still playing in her ears. She stumbled once or twice, but hands prevented her from falling.
Eventually they came to a halt before a white door, and led Faye inside it, placing her on a table, before removing the hood, and finally, the MP3 player.
Quickly and efficiently, the men who had escorted her placed ropes on her wrists and ankles, and then tied them to the table on which she lay.
She could not see any of the men?s faces, as they wore hood, with only their eyes visible, eyes that showed no emotion.
A man in a white coat crossed the room and approached her.
?I am Doctor Williams? said the man. ?it is my job to ensure you are fit and healthy, to take your weight and measurements. Everything has to be logged perfectly to get the right results.?
Faye wanted to ask what results, but she knew better than to question a superior being, as this Doctor was. Faye was a slave, she obeyed, she didn?t question, ever.
The Doctor gave Faye a full examination, weighing her breasts, checking her temperature, taking blood samples, urine samples. He also gave her a questionnaire to complete, which asked what, if any, illnesses she had suffered between birth and now, when she started to menstruate, how many men she had slept with. It was perhaps the most personal thing she had ever completed, and by the end, her life story was written there in black and white for anyone to read.
Satisfied, the doctor placed a handcuff on one of her hands before releasing it from the table. Then, brought her hand over to the other one and cuffed that before releasing her second hand. Faye was never going to be cuff free until the party, on Sunday.
Releasing her legs, the Doctor told Faye to stand up and wait further instructions. Obeying, Faye stood, her legs slightly parted, her hands cuffed in front of her, wondering what would happen next. John had said she would never see him again, so it was pretty obvious that he had sold her to someone new, but, who was it? John had given no indication, and she already guessed that the guy who had inspected her, wasn?t her new owner.
About half an hour later two men came into the room and walked over to Faye, and told her to follow them, though follow wasn?t the right word, as she walked between the two men, both hooded, so she could not see their faces, and was led along a corridor and then up a flight of stairs.
The house, as she could see it, was well decorated, with expensive furniture, whoever her new owner was, he was quite wealthy.
The two men led her into an opulent room, deep shag carpets, antique furniture, large windows looking out over a great expanse of greenery, which Faye assumed was his garden. She could see poplar trees lining an avenue through the window.
A man sat at an antique desk, also hooded, writing in a book of some sort.
?Welcome? he said, without raising his head. ?You are now My property to use, abuse and dispose of at My will. You are here for one purpose only, to entertain My guests at a party on Sunday. For this your former Master was paid ?2000, a tidy sum, if I say so Myself.?
Faye was shocked, not that John had taken the ?2000, but that anyone had felt she was worth that much.
?During your time here you will not speak unless spoken to, you will see no-one?s face, as everyone except you will be wearing hoods. You will not hear any names, simply letters of the alphabet which may or may not refer to some one?s actual name, usually,, it doesn?t.?
?this is your last chance to ask questions? he ended.
?Why am I here?? she asked.
?I told you. To entertain My guests, and for no other reason. It is how you entertain them that should worry you, but, it matters little, as entertain them you will?
?Yes Master? she replied, assuming that this was her new owner.
At this point the two men re-appeared and guided Faye out of the room, and down the stairs again, taking her to a sparsely furnished room which would be her home for the next 48 hours.
She was left cuffed, but other wise free as they closed the door of the room, leaving her to investigate. The first thing she noticed in the bathroom was that the shower was activated by foot controls. She could shower anytime she wished and not have to worry about taps, she assumed this was because she was staying cuffed.
The bed was soft, but not too comfortable, the bedding only light sheets, but the room was not cold, and she realised that heavier sheets would not be needed.
There was a hole like a dog flap in the door, with no handle, though it was only then that she realised the door itself had no handle. She was not intended to get out of this room unaided.
About an hour after she had been placed in the room, the ?dog flap? opened and a plate of food was pushed through, and a cup of hot drink. The flap closed, and Faye moved over to the food. It wasn?t much, just two sausages and some mashed potato, but Faye didn?t care, food was food, and after serving John for so long she had learned that food was a gift, not a right.
What Faye didn?t know was that the mashed potato was laced with a sleeping drug,? and within a few minutes of eating it, she lay on the bed and slipped slowly into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Over the next 24 hours, Faye slept, the powerful drug ensuring that she would not wake, until the party had started. She was going to be the start of the party, and her owner had a lot to prepare.
First were the invitations, carefully worded, inviting them to a ?tasty Party? with ?special guest?. No-one other than those who received an invite would ever know what the theme of the party was going to be. John did not receive an invite.
Faye?s new owner also had to ready the site for the party, ensuring that everything was in order, and that all of his staff new their places. This was going to be a splendid party, and he didn?t want his guests disappointed, after all, they were paying over ?500 a head to attend.
The Champagne was already on ice, and the barbeque pit was filled with coals ready for use. Martin felt happy with himself, and ready for the event.
He paid a visit to the still sleeping Faye and measured her carefully, he couldn?t afford slip ups.
The last thing he wanted was for Faye to wake up too early, so he instructed one of his staff to give her another dose of the sleeping draft by injections as she slept. He looked carefully at her. Long brown hair, blue eyes, though now closed. She had? nice breasts, not overly large, but certainly enough to get your teeth into. Her legs were long and athletic, a sign that Faye was no stranger to a gym, and her pussy had been shaven clean. Closer inspection told Martin that it had been shaved for some time, as there was a continuous suntan in that area, no bikini or hair had stopped the suns rays from reaching her.
Martin smiled to himself. She would be perfect.
Martin? next job was to ensure the cage was going to be the right fit for Faye. The workshops at the back of the building were busy getting all the little things done that would make the party a success. With practised ease metal bands were being bent and shaped to form a cage that would hold Faye tightly. Martin smiled as he looked at the dark metal bands, each one an inch wide, they were bent to form a cage exactly the shape and size of Faye, once she was in it, there would be no movement. He inspected the locks to make sure that they would not open prematurely. He didn?t want any accidents. In five years he had never had one, and he always said this was because everyone took complete care in their work.
Walking back to his office Martin let his mind drift back to his five years in charge of the Party. It had been a good five years, and he had managed to entertain at least three times a year. In the Community he had a good name, and he intended to keep it that way.
Satisfied that all was in order, Martin allowed himself to rest, there was nothing else he could do now until the party started.
The guests had started to arrive an hour ago, each wearing the traditional mask, hiding their faces from each other. At these parties it was traditional that no-one knew who anyone else was, apart from the host, who knew and had vetted every guest.
The evening air was mild, though Martin had worried earlier that there would be a light drizzle. Rain would not have helped matters, but it had held off. The party area was lit by a ring of low lights, encouraging guests to enjoy themselves.
Martin looked at his watch one last time, and then climbed onto the podium, and clapped his hands to get everyone?s attention.
?Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Party. As you know, this is the last party of the year, and so we looked hard to find you just the right fare for the evening. There are light snacks on the bar if you get peckish while the main dish is cooking, and remember, if you want your meat rare, get in quick.? At this point the guests laughed lightly.
A noise to the left of the guests made them all turn around, to see two men dressed totally in black from head to toe, carrying a cage. It wasn?t the cage that attracted their attention, but the contents.
Faye was encased inside the cage, her arms down by her sides, her legs closed. Each of the bars of the cage made contact with her body, so even as she was being carried to the place of honour, no part of her body moved. Faye still slept, as she would do for a while longer yet, the powerful drug was enough to make her sleep, but not enough to ensure she slept through the party.
The cage was carried over to the barbeque pit, and the two rods, one either end, were placed on stanchions at each end of the pit. One end was fixed carefully to a motor what would revolve the cage.
Martin again called for the attention of the guests. ?As you know, you all bid to see who would light the fire, and as usual, all bids were made without knowing what else had been bid. In this way, we do not get the same person outbidding everyone else every time. ?
Martin came down from the podium and walked over to a tall woman wearing a long green evening gown, and a cat?s mask.
?Congratulations,? he said. ?You have won the right to light the fire and get the festivities under way.?
With this Martin escorted the lady to the barbeque pit and stood by as she placed her fingers on the ignition switch. With an unseen smile, her finger pressed, and a single click filled the night air. Almost immediately the gas fuelled flames bounded into life, and the red and yellow flames began to heat the coals.
Above the coals, Faye still slept. If Martin had judged the dose right, the drug would wear off just as the heat was starting to cook her soft white flesh.
The cage started to rotate, so that Faye would cook evenly, and Martin joined the other guests in the traditional drink to the volunteer.
Faye started to awaken slowly, feeling more than a little hot. It took a few seconds before she realised that the heat was coming from below her, and that she was looking at the night sky. As the spit rotated and she now looked down into the flames, she screamed.
?Oh God, someone help me. Please. Get me down.?
But there was no sound, the Doctor had cut her vocal chords as she slept
The heat was getting greater under Faye, her hair began to singe, and her skin began to blister. One of the attendants poured oil on her from a bottle, ensuring that her skin didn?t dry out as it cooked. And still Faye screamed out for someone to help, someone to free her, but that was never going to happen.
She felt herself cursing John, surely ha hadn?t known what was going to happen after he had sold her? She could still feel her body rotate, and the heat growing.
Louder and louder she screamed, but the guests heard nothing, few even watching their dinner cook, they would be told when dinner was ready.
Faye?s blood slowly began to boil, her heart burning inside her as the hot blood coursed through her veins. In a few more minutes it would be all over for Faye, her blood would no longer feed her brain, and she would die.
The attendants finally acclaimed that dinner would be served in half an hour, and would all guests please freshen up ready.
The guests were led to the main building and shown to their rooms, each with its own bathroom. By the time the last guest returned to the party, Faye had been removed from the fire, and the cage, and was now laid out on the huge table.
?Ladies and gentlemen? called Martin. ?Dinner is served?
Ever since Rhea found out I was bisexual and heard some of the stories about my past encounters, she had a fantasy. She wanted to watch. If I went off to visit my gay lover, Jim, she would tell me how much she wished she could be there watching. Even though she loved it when, upon my return, I would tell her all the details of my latest tête-à-tête, there was still something lacking. (She’s a very visual woman.) I asked Jim if he would be comfortable with her watching but he said ‘no’. He...
For as long as I can remember I loved going over to my cousin Alex's house for sleepovers. My mom and her sister were extremely close, and as a result Alex and I grew up to be close with each other as well. We were both only children and nearly the same age, so whenever I got to sleepover we had a blast keeping each other up all night with silly games and conversations.As we got older, our interactions changed. After puberty I would find Alex sneaking looks at my body: glances down my tops...
IncestLynn slowed to a stop as the traffic light turned red. Her thoughts were of Tonisha, hundreds of miles away. She wondered what she was doing tonight. She missed her friend and lover tremendously. She had broken up with her boyfriend because of her inability to overcome the attraction she felt for other girls, especially black girls.As she drove down the street she realized she had to move on with her life which consisted mainly of going to classes at the local college. Lynn had tried out for...
She’s petite. She’s blonde. She’s a PAWG. She’s Harley Jade, and with this scene, she’s making her Dogfart debut! She’s a Size Queen, too, which means she’s always got her eye on the Black Man. With Flash Brown, we’ve given her the size she needs in order to be fucked properly. After welcoming Harley into his bedroom, Flash had Harley drop to her knees in order to warm up his 11-inch cock. Flash returns the favor, working Harley’s hot, pink...
xmoviesforyouIf this story isn't for you by reason of age or inclination, cope appropriately please. Salesgirl by Vickie Tern That time of year rolled round again, the fabulous Midwinter Clearance Sale at Lordly's, the largest and finest women's store in town. Wonderful! $400 all-wool business suits with flirty skirts reduced to $35 or less! The most gorgeous silk blouses, shirred and gathered at the wrists and waist, with...
Loren watched his teacher, sitting in the first row of his seventh and final period, Art. He's always been creative and witty when it came to writing, but also into painting and drawing. He sat there, watching as his teacher, Ms. Spicer, was telling them their next project: people. Loren was curious now, and interested as his brown eyes lit up with glee. "So, the rules are it can be anyone you like it to be. Except, it can't be a cartoon, celebrity, or yourself. It may be a family member,...
First TimeIt’s not that I’ve ever been a voyeur but it was one hot Friday afternoon last summer. I had been sunbathing in the back yard, had probably fallen asleep and then woken up several times, you know it is laying in the belting hot sun. Well the last time I woke I was still quite drowsy but for some reason had a real hard on and it was forcing itself rigid against my shorts. Always pleasing to wake up aroused – but in the garden? There was no-one home but me so I thought it best to go in and work...
I checked my phones messages, but it was a click and no message at all. “I would gladly do my part to keep your nuts empty, provided you stop calling me your Aunt. Just call me Lisa, your Fuck Buddy, or you won’t be putting your cock in any of my holes, got that, Richard?” “Yes, Ma’am,” I said. “Do you want to watch me, shave my pubes?” “Oh, yeah. After you are done, I can check you for smoothness, with my lips and tongue.” She made a very guttural sound, something like a laugh. She...
‘I’ve never done a striptease before!’ Jessica wasn’t sure she could even pull it off, but that hadn’t kept her from discussing the silly idea with Veronica. Ronnie was her best friend, and Jessica could count on her to be perfectly honest. She didn’t have to wait long. ‘My suggestion is to just go for it, what man wouldn’t die to have someone do a striptease for him?’ Veronica was polishing her nails a vivid red. The color looked great against her pale skin. ‘He’ll probably pass out from...
Chapter 3: Domestic Discipline & Control We sat together for a while, sipped our drinks, and I felt a bit of a buzz. For a while we chatted, me telling her about my day a little, her telling me about the day she’d had here. She was easy to talk to, and curious about most things, as I was at eighteen. There were a few good movies she’d found for us to watch later, and we planned for it. ‘It was really fun going out for dinner the other night,’ she told me hopefully. ‘I’ve never been on a date...
It was during my first college semester when my feelings for women really started heating up. I had doubled up on classes in high school, and took college credit courses (yes....there is such a thing as a smart blond) and I had started college early. This would be my first time away from home, but I was excited to begin my life.I have always had adult mentality, even at a young age. I knew what I wanted and knew I would succeed professionally and finacially. I had a great group of friends, both...
LesbianStuck in a hospital bed injured and alone? Private has just the girl for the job! Julia Parker, a wild brunette who has come to Private Specials, Kinky German Nurses in her sexy uniform to fuck the lucky Don Diego back to health. Julia knows exactly how to speed up the recovery process as she gets hands on with her patients cock before getting her tongue involved and warming up with a sloppy blowjob. The enjoy this German babe’s hot body in action on www.private.com as she rides, grinds and...
xmoviesforyouWe’re back! It’s that same GangBang time, and that same GangBang place, and it’s time to watch out lovely Lexi get her world rocked and rocked hard! She’s just #GreetedtheMeat (which you’ll see soon) and now we have this cutie on the pedestal and she’s ready for an experience of a lifetime. The guys get to work quick fast and in a hurry. They yank that green dress off her. They go down town, returning the favor, eating and nibbling on her pussy. They all take...
xmoviesforyouSusan Wow! What a game! It was by far the best game I have ever played. Hmm ... Maybe there's something to that business about being sexually satisfied, after all. Anyway, after taking a shower — and after being worked over by some football players who had been working out on their own, along with the whole boys' soccer team — I met the others in front of the school. I was amazed to meet Tom Mason and to find out that he had been naked for most of the day with Jill. He seems like a really...
THE OPPORTUNITY PART ONE I suppose looking back, that my childhood was to blame, that is if there was any real blame to be attached. It could have just been my inherited genes so I can happily blame my mother and father for being the smallest in the class, but I somehow also got left out when the popularity genes were issued, I became a loner and spent far too much time in my own company for any real good to come of it. I loved the movies, the actresses were goddesses...
CrossdressingThat evening, 18-year-old Troye managed to sneak out to take his new humanoid robot Rambo for a test. He ran down the block with Rambo following. Troye then hid around the corner of one of the buildings which stretched up majestically, lost in the misty city night-sky. Rambo stopped at the corner and looked around for Troye. After a few seconds, he discovered where Troye was hiding, and walked up to Troye. Troye smiled. Slowly and gently, Rambo grabbed Troye and pulled him close protectively,...
GayShe’d been fantasizing about this night for weeks, playing out different scenarios most nights as she touched herself, bringing her body to climax again and again while dreaming it was him there with her.Bree turned, watching her reflection in the mirror. She gave herself a little nod, admiring her young, small, curvy frame. The deep purple satin dress slid smoothly over her perky, full breasts and accentuated her small waist while hugging her wide hips and full round ass. She’d chosen this...
BDSMUnder cover of very heavy Allied air activity, two Blackhawk helicopters with their sound mufflers on landed near the road behind the Russian lines. Kelly was wearing German peasant dress — a blouse and skirt. The others were in full combat camouflage uniforms. Helped by helicopter crewmen, they quickly stacked their supplies just off the road. Mike stayed with Kelly while Ken and Mary split and went up the road in opposite directions. They were looking for likely targets and covering against...
It's time to show you off. I'd make you wear some sexy satin panties, some black and white horizontal striped stockings, and a sexy black choker with the bell on it. But we need to go out and I love showing how sexy you are! You'd wear a nice tight sleeveless black dress with a plunging neckline and that flairs out below your ass, but is very short, ending right where your stockings start. That way anytime you bend over, you're showing off your sexy smooth skin.We'd go out for shopping and I'd...
I turned up at my mistresses house and as usual I immediately undressed and got on my knees on the ground by her feet.Mistress immediately stood me up, locked me in chastity and put a butt plug up my ass. It was a little firmer than normal but nothing horrific.She then immediately took me up to her bedroom where I could see a bed covered in latex clothing, which I knew I would have to wear. Although I'd dressed in latex for Mistress many times something felt different, Mistress spoke less and...
Caroline – Part 2, Ch. 10.04 (Hi, If you are new to this series please read the intro to Ch 01 so you’ll know what to expect. It isn’t strictly necessary to read the earlier chapters but some of this won’t make sense if you don’t so I hope you will.) Caroline’s Tale Lena and Guy! It was the men’s turn to cook on Tuesday, we had a sort of arrangement. Jo and I always cooked dinner together. It gave us a chance to chat but Mike always alternated, getting breakfast and lunch. So Mike and...
Copyright© 1999-2003 A young man of Llanfairpwllgwyngyll While bent over plucking a dingle Had the whole of Eisteddfod Taking turns at his pod While they sang some impossible jingle. You may have visited my web site. Or you may have come across it in one of your browsing hours. Its rather popular but unpretentious. I don't need to spam, advertise or announce my site in any way. I don't need too, its more popular than I could ever hope for. The site is an adult site, to be...
By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 Dakota began calling both culinary schools, telling each what was needed. One declined telling me that they don't recommend any of their students, thus avoiding the appearance of favoritism. Dakota didn't buy that lame excuse and called the other school. After she explained what was wanted, they recommended not one but two students. Dakota asked if it would be possible to come to the school this morning and sample their cooking. They told her...
My name is Tim. I just turned 50 years old. I had a great time on my birthday. Had lots of birthday wishes from old friends and relatives. Had a great party too! I really can’t believe I’m that old now!Fifty years…..wow! A half century! When I was young, I made fun of my dad when he turned 50! Called him an old coot. Now……I’m an old coot! I mean…..when my dad turned 50…he really did look old. I look in a mirror now….I don’t look old…..at least I don’t think I do!Turning 50 has also made me take...
Thank you, what’s the deal?” I asked as I took the offered towel from Sheila’s hands and fluff-dried my thinning mane. Hair loss among men is a myth. It’s not so much our locks leave as they change location. The stuff which had lived on my head now sprouted from my ears. “Jen thinks the ionosphere has settled enough for shortwave. At her suggestion, I’ve decided it time we start a 24/7 radio watch. You got the first shift. Listen and log, let’s see what’s going on out there.” She hesitated...
The following is based on a true story… My friend Ryan and I have been friends since high school. We would hang out at each others houses. We eventually graduated from high school and went to college. I stayed close to home by going to a local college. Ryan did the same thing. We would still hang out on a regular basis. Ryan would be considered the ring leader of our group… the alpha male. He always got the ladies, while I was always pushed around and laughed at. Ryan always said, “Joe you have...
I woke up laying on my moms tit with her nipple poking me in the cheek i got up and got my clothes on then i woke her up She gets up smiles at me i smile back then she got up and got dressed. I remember she has work today and ask her " mom do you have work today?" she looks at me "yeah i do in about half an hour, sorry i have to go get going honey" I look at her and say "okay" then i go upstairs and get in the shower. When i get out my moms already gone so i just lay on the couch and...
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The rest of that week and the next two were quiet around our home. Laura had cancelled all but Friday's night out on the town and Carl's agents confirmed the ladies went out to a couple of clubs and danced a while with pretty much anyone who asked. Everyone went straight home afterward. Brian was a good little boy and stayed home with his wife and children. I read a report that suggested Brian's wife wasn't all that thrilled to have him home and she'd been very vocal while wondering...
The contract work on a drill-ship was too lucrative to pass up. Arrangements for my k**s was hard to setup. With so many Kristen needed help 7*24 and quality care is very hard to find. Pretty dull work but heavy skill and it paid off. Informed all computer connections are monitored. So I stayed away from this site. Got back Saturday and I've been hugging my babies ever since. No cock for a month. All work and no play makes Andie a bad girl. And Kristen is the best. She has basically...
'Ello, Alex=), again. This time I'm going to do an incest since I was told so many times not to in my last story. Aren't I just the worst =] Another difference is that I'm going to put this in a boy's point of view. By how well I do this, I'd like to bring the question up again. Am I a boy or a girl? =) No offense to mothers, it's just a story =} -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My...
I woke up the next morning a little out of it. As I slowly came to, I realized that I was buck naked. I was lying on my couch and there was a blanket over me. Slowly my memory came back to me as I remembered the night before with Elizabeth. Or was that the night before? Had it been a dream? She wasn’t here, now, which didn’t quite make sense to me. Suddenly there was a noise at the door like someone was using their key. One of my roommates must have been making it home finally. In walked...
So what exactly is a PervCity chocolate-dipped cream-filled vanilla cake? It’s the latest and hottest interracial anal creampie scene with the ever gorgeous and always amazing London River. This busty big ass blonde loves BBC like no other. She starts off with a sexy tease, then submits “hole-heartedly” to every inch of that big dick after she gets her big ass worshipped with a tongue-licking. Wet and horny, the pornstar falls to her knees and devours that throbbing cock with...
xmoviesforyouMaxwell “Max! Help me!” she cried out to me but I couldn’t go help her. There were three vampire slayers on me as well as on her. She fought them, but she was hurt. Those fuckers had tried to stab her but luckily missed her heart. They stabbed her on her arm instead. I screamed in rage as I saw the blood trickle down her arm as she tried to fight them off. I kept my eyes on Viviana as I slammed one vampire slayer down on the ground hard enough to break a bone. He cried out in pain, but I...
Saturday, September 28th, 2013 – Paris, Texas My pecker was like a slab of cement, poking into the soft ass of my bedmate, when I was wakened by the rising sun. It was Saturday, and I was feeling lazy. But the sun was too damned bright and my pecker was too damned insistent. And the girl's ass felt too damn amazing. Her name was Mindy Taylor. The first girl I fucked after making my Pact and becoming the Ghost. This was the third night I spent in her bedroom this week. On Monday, I saw her...
Hey guyz, I am back again with a new story, the story of Lizz (me)and Ash. So this was when we went for shopping. We went to a big bang mall to buy a new pair of sexy lingerie for each of us. We entered the shopping mall and my eyes immediately stuck on a two piece bikini costume. I went to try it on and i dont know how Ash was already in the trial room with a G-string waiting for me. She said i want to see you in this.. chuck the bikini. I got into the room and she said she’ll help me in this...
LesbianI woke up feeling almost energized for the first time in a while. I got up, stretched, had a light breakfast and then headed down to Robert’s gym. It was reasonably early for a Sunday, so traffic was no problem. I was surprised the door was unlocked at the gym, but it was, and I walked in. I could hear echoes of something in another area, but walked on in, wanting a look around. It was big without sacrificing intimacy, as a lot of gyms do. This was designed thoughtfully.I found the locker room...
Gay MaleMarch 25, 1983 Portland, Oregon A soft spring rain was drizzling down as the band walked from their hotel room to the tour bus. As usual, they were looking a little haggard, their faces unshaven, all dealing with varying degrees of hangover. By this point in their careers, however, being hungover was an almost normal state, something that a few more hours of sleep on the bus and a few lines of coke and a few beers upon awakening would take care of. Their humor was good since they were not...
Stars In Her Eyes Lindsay looked across the table at her superiors and tried to keep her poker face on. She tried to focus on the game at hand. It wasn’t easy, she couldn’t stop fantasizing about Officer Suulin and Lt. Commander Traynor. They were both sexy as hell even if they were a different species. She was very curious what Suulin had learned over 167 years of living, she imagined it was quite a lot. As for Traynor, well he might be Trill, but he was sexy and intriguing. She had always had...
Anal“Oh Yes, SUCK MY PUSSY,” Jean yelled. I put my mouth on her pussy and licked her as she bucked and jerked her body. I remembered where Becky and Mom like their pussy licked and sucked, and found her clitty ... With the tip of my tongue, I tickled it until it popped out. “UNNNGGGUUUhhhhhh,” Jean grunted as I licked her tiny clitty. “You like that Jean?” “FUCK Yessssss, I love it.” “If I suck your pussy like this at the lake will you let me fuck you?” “Suck my pussy like this at the lake...
Letter to Santa by Catmandu99 Dear Santa, How's it going? Sorry about the sugar-free cookies and 2% milk last year. Bob (that's my husband - but I'm sure you already knew that) said that you were getting a bit pudgy and he thought your heart wouldn't be able to handle the added cholesterol. Don't worry. I'll sneak in some real cookies and milk this year. Speaking of last year, I'd like to talk to you about last year's present. I appreciate the fact that you were thinking of...
The Lab was bursting with students. The Lab was always bursting with students when Professor Doe was teaching. Enrollment for his class locked so quickly that students often had to bribe their way into his class rosters. Still others showed up without receiving credit on the roll. Professor Doe was a professor of Biology at the University, but the subject wasn't the reason for his popularity. Nor was it the reason that some 50 young girls had crammed themselves into a Lab designed for 20. The...
Sakal bela uthe ami ektu edik odik hatlam tar por chan kore jalkhabarkheye abar traing te gelam. Sekhane ami Sonali ke dekhlam. Sonali ke aajke beshi sundor lagchilo. Sonali amar anek aage bose chilo. Traing sesh habar por ami Sonali ke abar dekhte pelam na. Ami amar ghore phire elam. Praye bikel chatar somaye Sonali amake phone korlo. Sonali amake phone kore bollo, “ami tomar janno amar ghore wait korchee. Tumi taratari amar ghore chole esho.” Sonalir phone peye ami khoob khushee holam. Ami...
“Will you look at all the people? There must be hundreds and hundreds in here!” Abby remarked of the sea of hopeful singing stars inside the St. Laurent Centre in Ottawa. “A shopping mall seems like an odd place to hold a singing competition,” Brad remarked of the large crowd on the main floor concourse and edging the second-floor glassed railing. Along with Brad, Abby was joined by Dan, Karen, Wendy, Scott, Vicky, Britney and Amber. The sunlight filtered down to them in the main rotunda...
"Kristy, honey, could you get the Peterson file for me?" Daddy asked, looking up from his desk. "Sure," I grumbled. I hated working for my dad at the kennel. All my friends went shopping after school. My dad on the other hand, thought this would be a positive experience for me, and insisted that I spend some hours after school and on the weekends working in the family business. I figure he also had a secondary motive. Lust was influencing my 18 year old body, so my firm breasts and...
I was in the middle of a flower bed in the city park near my home, doing a little macrophotography. I had been shooting flowers and the occasional bumblebee for about a half-hour. The park is home to a soccer pitch, a baseball diamond, and various play structures, since it was mainly intended for the local children. The city had installed a couple of flower beds around the perimeter, surrounded by low stone walls, and the summer's weather had been good to the flowers, and the fat bees. I...
Jessica's Story - Part 12 Later that evening, Anne went to Helen's room where the computer was based. She was wondering if John had received her email yet. She checked her account and found that he had sent a reply. Hi Anne Thanks for your email. Michael is spending most of his time with his sister now and is enjoying it tremendously. We told James not long after arriving back home from your place, but he has only just got over the shock. I'm pleased to say that he has accepted...
The marriage had been going down hill for a few months. I knew it – Angela knew it. Some of our friends and f****y knew it. So when the split came nobody was too shocked . The fact that the final split was caused by me walking into our bedroom and finding my wife getting royally fucked by a guy I used to think of as my friend, was perhaps the only shock. I pulled them apart, gave him a couple of quick rabbit punches followed by a haymaker to the nose. As he scampered down the stairs I stared...
A few months had passed and I was almost done with my senior year. The only thing I had left to do was graduate, and my graduation ceremony was tonight. I couldn't believe how quickly the past four years of high school had passed by. Mr. Patterson and I continued to fuck regularly, except now, we would do it outside of school as well. I had been to his apartment a few times, and he to my house when my parents weren't home. We took advantage of every single moment we had. Stole kisses before...
Group SexWhat a loss! I thought our planet had one of the most advanced technologies in our galaxy but the fact is that more than half of the world has just died... Nefron has been one of the leading planets in our galaxy for centuries I just could not believe we lost so much through a small conflict with Zetch. Many of our soldiers were men, and now with the global population at an all time low, it would be a catastrophe if Zetch’s allies attacked, we would be defenseless. I felt uncomfortable...
[ Very much inspired by my friends A & T; and dedicated to all other cuck-hubbies who have had similar such experiences and reactions after words! ]This was by no means the first time my wife and I had gone to Africa in search of both incredible sex for Mara (my wife), but with the deliberate intention of her becoming pregnant while there (and to increase that particular chance, we had timed our arrival in Morocco, to the coastal city of Agadir, to as close to Mara's most fertile time of...
Hope you enjoy this next chapter of AmazonHeat the story of Jack and Jessie. I adore these two characters and I hope you do too. If you have any suggestions, or if you have any thoughts as to how the story should progress, please feel free to leave me a comment and I will try to incorporate your thoughts as best I can. I can’t always tell my characters what to do, but I will try. Enjoy! Morning came, the glow of the tropical sun lighting the entrance of the cave as Jessie rose and stretched...
"Ooooh, you've got that look in your eye like you have something specific in mind tonight honey." I said when she walked into the living room in this."Well, as a matter of fact Phil, I'm horny as hell and am in the mood for a good pussy stretching cock milking orgasm. You up for the challenge?" Sandi said."What do you think? Just look at this! I said."Oh yummy, just what I had in mind! Let's go fuck!" Sandi said excitedly As she grabbed my cock and led me to the bedroom. On my way in I couldn't...
Several days went by and Isabelle had gotten things back to what they were when she had left for Bête Holdings. Her father praised her and even Jean-Marie had told her he was proud of her when they spoke on the phone. Her sisters didn’t want her to go because then they’d have to get back to working hard and wouldn’t be able to borrow a suit from Isabelle to impress friends. Adelaide and Felicia were waiting in Isabelle’s office when her phone rang. Adelaide saw the name Bête Holdings and...
When Tabitha was sixteen, she lost her virginity to Ralph, the head boy of her brother’s all-male school. He wasn’t particularly keen – he was quite happy rummaging around in her knickers and wasn’t expecting to get his dick inside a girl until he went to university, but she more or less insisted.After all, they had been going out together for several months and people assumed they had done it, which was what really mattered. It was all about image, and Ralph was captain of the rugby team and...
Oral SexTo prove that Wilhan hadn't lied about killing the dragon, he and his brothers showed up at the roped-off area wearing upper body armor made out of the beast's scaly skin. Lorgar showed up with a full face helmet, chain mail, and metal greaves, leaving only his knees and a small part of his thighs vulnerable. Overtop of his mail shirt he wore the wolf skin cloak that signified he was a berserker allied to a chief. Most berserkers only wore a bearskin or wolfskin into battle with nothing but...
Introduction I sat on the balcony casually watching the city that slept below me. The early morning hours have always made me feel so calm, so peaceful. This, above all things was mine. This time where I shared the world with no one, and nothing intruded. The random car passing down the lane, or the short bursts of song that came from the earliest of birds were all the movement and noise this time of day allowed. I usually took this time to collect my thoughts and plan my day. But that...