Reis turn Asuka the toile slave part 3
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Hi friends, indru kathaiyil en nanbanai kathal seithu emathiriya pennai ootha kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. En tamil kathaiyai inaiya thalathil pathivu seithatharku nandri, en peyar pradeep vayathu 21 aagugirathu. En nanbanai oru pen kathal seithu matter mudinthathum kayati vitu vitaal, athanaal naan avalai usar seithu hardcore seiyanum endru mudithu seithen. En nanban enaku nanban endru kanbithukolamal aval idam muthal muthalil pesi pazhaga aarambithen. Aval pathini pola en idam nadika...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
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...
Next morning, Susan stood by the kitchen table, topless, she only wore the bottom half of a sexy thong bikini that barely covered her ass crack. The tiny stripe of the bikini may be holding some object in her asshole. With hands behind her back, subservient as she looked at the floor like a shy little girl, a faint flush on her beautiful face as she waited for her sons to finish their breakfast. A slow grin spread over her lovely face as she recalled the powerful thrusts of her young sons'...
by CrazedCuntryRebel *Note: The "Alien" tag is a bit of a stretch, I know, but... it's sortta true.* Part 1 It's the fall season and a slightly colder day on the planet Harimai. My slaves work without complaint as my sons watch over them. I'm relaxing on my rocking chair with a glass of mixed whisky and orange-spice. Night comes and it's time to finish for the day. My sons heard the slaves to their stables, for the night. One of them turns on the "firestone" to amuse and...
BROTHER'S TEENAGE SEX-SLAVE – Part Four This story contains graphic images of torture, humiliation and sexual perversion.Readers who can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality should readno further. If you would like to contact the author, you may do so at [email protected] ----------- Cerberus Naked, young Molly Grant bends over the heavy workbench; the tender tipsof her small breasts trapped in the hard steel jaws of a large vise; her handsnailed to the table's rough wooden...
- - I must note before the story starts this is a prequel to Sisters in Slavery that tells the story of the owner of the Sisters Master Robert Sanders coming of age and becoming a master within The Organization leading up to how the Brothel was started. As such there will be some new characters introduced that may or may not be in future chapters of the main story. This also means that all of the established female characters will not be appearing in this part of the story. - - Part...
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...
After Mistress placed the chastity cage on slave's tiny clitty and slave placed the key to the cage around Her neck, T/they were officially Mistress and slave. That was the end of the ceremony and it was time to proceed to the Reception or Bridal Feast as Mistress prefers to call it. Mistress turned and tugged on the leash. "Come slave" is what She ordered before leading slave, who was crawling on all fours behind Her past the assembled guests, family, and friends. slave was still wearing it's...
Months after proposing to me to become Her permanent slave, which made me the happiest man alive, the big day had finally arrived. Mistress and slave had been planning the ceremony as soon as it became official and wanted it to be as perfect as possible. Mistress selected a beautiful farm which was well known for hosting weddings for the locale, but this ceremony would be different than what they were accustomed to.The guests arrived and were seated. Some of them were aware of our Femdom...
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...
Vanakam, enathu peyar Vinoth vayathu 25 nn puthuvaiyil vasikiren, naan patta padipai padithu midithu 2 varudangal aagugirathu. Ippozhuthu enathu kalluriyil pattam alipu vizhvil kalanthukollumaaru azhaipu vanthu irunthathu. Naan paditha padipuku pattam kidaika poogirathu endru santhoshamaaga irunthathu. Enathu udan padithavargal annaivrum varuvaargal appozhuthu enathu senierpengalum varuvaargal. Athil ennaku munbu oru kaathali irunthal avail naan munbu kalluril vaithu oothu irukiren ippozhuthu...
Again, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThis story is based on the alternative timeline of the novel “Underground Airlines” by Ben Winters. In this timeline the South won the civil war and in the current time slavery remains legal in 4 states. Martin Luther King Jr. and the Civil Rights Movements brought better conditions for black citizens, but they weren´t able to abolish slavery in every state. At the end of the novel it is revealed that the government is planning to create synthetic slaves. This story takes place more than a...
InterracialTraining a toilet slave is in fact extremely difficult. It takes months and sometimes years to perfect for several reasons: 1st and most obvious is taste and smell. It may take practice for your slave to adequately deal with the taste and smell of human excrement without gagging or throwing up. Your colon can serve your slave much more than his mouth can comfortably hold. In order for things to remain sanitary, you’re slave will need to be able to swallow faster than it comes out of you. This...
"Undress me, Slave-Daddy," I told my father. "Yes, Mistress," he replied and there was eagerness in his voice, as well there should be, considering I'd been the distant object of his incestuous desires for almost ten years. My mother was recovered from her orgasm, which was something akin to spontaneous human combustion, I thought with a smile. It had happened suddenly and without any real physical stimulation of her sex, but she might have cheated. My attention had been focused on my...
This is a fictional story of three country brother's kidnapping and training a beautiful raven haired Latina girl to serve them domestically and sexually. Juanita is tortured and fucked repeatedly by three brothers and is gang banged by six dogs. Three brothers , Jim, Jack, and John, inherited the large cattle and horse ranch they grew up on when their Father died two years ago. A few months after the Pa died Ma passed away they are left alone to work the stock and fend for themselves...
"It's so nice having lunch together, just the two of us again," my mother smiled at me. "Yeah," I smiled back. "I was gone too long, Mom. I'm sorry about that." We were downtown, in a nice little restaurant after doing some shopping together. It had been a long time since my mother and I had done this sort of thing, and we were both enjoying it. I was surprised that I felt no guilt over what I'd done with my dad the previous night and I wondered if he'd followed my instructions...
All of us enjoy the company of our mother-in-laws but there are times when they can be downright mean to their son-in-laws. Always taking the wife side and complaining about how the son-in-law is not taking good enough care or not making enough money, etc. We all had fantasies and here is one.It had been a tough week at work and half the time when I got home I had to make my own meals with the wife and mother-in-law rambled in town shopping and doing women things. My wife was used to my...
Three days later I thought I was up to working as a household slave provided they realised I could not do heavy work and would not be subjected to further punishment. Consequently at 5 a.m. the following morning a eunuch came and took me to meet Georgina in the main kitchen. She was a large, stern looking woman possibly of Turkish origin. She looked at me with some disdain but she'd obviously been told I was no longer a slave and now had access to the king so she tried to hide it. As usual I...
I knocked on the door--once, as instructed. After 40 or so seconds it slowly opened, a woman in her late 40's stood there--black patent leather boots with six inch heels. She was otherwise naked; solidly built she was with deep blues eyes, long blond hair, firm, pillar-like legs, wide hips and full, large breasts that sagged only because they were so huge and round. Erect, long, nipples surrounded by small bumps spread throughout her huge breasts' aureole. Her arms, toned and muscular, as were...
The theatrically over decorated general gripped his podium tighter and tighter The theatrically over decorated general gripped his podium tighter and tighter. His orchestrated news conference was turning sour. It had supposed to have been his moment on the world stage to impress to show everyone what a great and generous leader he was; but now this. All the cameras continued to focus on his glistening black forehead. ?I?ll repeat my question,?came the annoying voice of the young...
Come Monday, I rode with the moving truck to the girls' house that afternoon. All except Erica were at work, so she and I waited until the movers had stowed my boxes in the storage room in the basement. Erica and I then went up to the master bathroom. "Take off your clothes and slide in there," she said pointing to the bench jutting from the hole in the wall in the toilet alcove. I wondered what was in the toolbox on the floor. I hesitated for a split second about getting naked in front...
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
About two years ago, I had answered an ad from a woman in a BDSM newsgroup seeking a toilet slave. I was a virgin, as toilet slaves go. Like that first time I had been a toilet slave, I was scared to death, but now I came all this way. This time, I had arrived by air the previous day. I wanted to be rested and fresh when he started my service. That’s why i arrived on Friday and stayed in a hotel that night. After being susma’s toilet two years ago, she had given me her business card as she...
Copyright© 2004 Hungry Guy Advantages Healthy: Using a toilet slave is no riskier than receiving oral sex from someone. If he's your permanent toilet slave, YOU are the ONLY one he has contact with. There is ZERO risk to you! You are safer than being in a relationship with someone who could cheat on you without you knowing. Clean: Your toilet slave is self-emptying and self-cleaning. Never again get on your hands and knees to clean that nasty toilet bowl. Convenient: Unlike...
Laurie was in a funk. She had been in the scene for the past ten years. Then, all of a sudden, her Master said that he wanted a vanilla relationship two days ago, and set her free.So now she had left their Chelsea loft and was walking down 6th avenue with no particular destination in mind. Perhaps say a prayer at Ground Zero, then take a train out to Jersey and rent a room.She passed Edge Play, her Master's favorite club, though he had never taken her to it. She stopped in front of the double...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. This story is a sequel to OH SHIT. OH SHIT is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE 2. TOILET SLAVE 2 is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE. This story is also a sequel to OH POO-POO, even though OH POO-POO is not a sequel to any other story. Operators of...
A few weeks go by, we are all packed and headed for the airport. Omar's private jet taxis over to us, the door opens and the ladder comes down,we go inside. Anna is wondering who we know who has their own jet. Hours and hours later we are landing in Dubai. The limo picks us up then a hour later we are at Omar’s palace. Omar comes out and escorts us into his living room, there sits Sasha and Jane in their burkas. Omar introduces everyone, then says Anna it is so nice to meet you, I...
My Mistress Cherie is in the habit of masturbating me regularly. She'll do this last thing at night before locking me away in my cage and again first thing in the morning. My cock raises to her hand expectantly each time, trained in a Pavlovain way to her demand. At times too I am wanked, or she has me wank during the daytime too. She tells me she does this to keep me docile, to reduce my maleness and increase my servility to her feminine domination. She knows too that it is good for me, good...
When Nina arrived at the gym after work, Gretchen met her in the workout area, and immediately took her into the back. As she stripped in the locker room, Gretchen watched her closely. Once Nina was naked, Gretchen took her in her arms, and kissed her deeply. As the kiss ended, she said, "There are a couple of things we need to talk about before we go to the party tonight. If you aren't comfortable with things, then we won't go." "Whatever you decide, Miss." "Don't be too hasty to...
StoriesA Slave Father's DiaryA Slave Father's DiaryI have always had a submissive streak, I suppose, but over the years, and especially after I married, it became more and more pronounced. Unfortunately, although my wife accepted me wearing lace underwear whenever possible, she could not bring herself to dominate me sexually.... she "loved me too much to degrade and humiliate me," even though that was what I implored her to do. I hold no grudges regarding this, but nonetheless found it very...
Here I will lay out how I, William Steelforth, progressed from the unqualified slavery enthusiast I was in high school to the qualified slavery advocate I had become as managing partner of the agency which bore my name. After high school, the next opportunity to have an animated exchange about my ideas with a teacher came in a discussion with Professor Petersen, my philosophy teacher, in my sophomore year of college. Unlike my high school civics teacher, he was actually a proponent of...
Bonnie - Her Brother’s Slave - Vol. IIChapter # 1by Lewis Chappelle(Author’s comment: What follows is a sequel to a previous story by the same title. Characters depicted in this Volume were developed more fully in the earlier piece.) Almost three years had passed since Bonnie and her Mother conspired to kidnap Jane for the sexual pleasures of Dr. Bowman and Skippy, the older son of the family. Both mother and daughter were completely at ease with their own roles as sexual objects and slaves to...
Sorority and fraternity bondage and sex partyI was very excited when my girlfriend Karen invited me to a special sex party arranged by her sorority and my fraternity. I got even more excited when she explained what happened at the party.There would be at least 10 to 15 girls and an equal number of boys. The idea was that you would converse with one person of the opposite sex or if you wish dance with that person or simply sit and have a chat. From time to time the organizer Amanda would grab a...
This is the second part of story…. getting confirmation from me about becoming her slave, she perked up again and stood up. "chal mere saath bathroom mein chal, badi jor sey pishab lagi hai." On hearing this, my limp penis started hardening fast as I could not imagine a lustier scenario than being allowed to accompany her while she pissed. As it turned out, she had even dirtier things on mind. I followed her like a lamb while she walked to the bathroom, her gait a little stiff with the...
"I just can't believe he cheated on me," Cheryl sighed. "I mean, we just got married, you know?" I nodded sympathetically. We'd spent much of the afternoon talking about BDSM, or I'd talked, I should say. Cheryl had asked a lot of questions and I'd done my best to answer them. But her mind kept wandering back to James and his infidelity. It was going to take some time before she could forgive him We were sitting at a small round table in a hotel bar after our lunch, the same hotel...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestI keep visiting lots of online forums and chatrooms related to sex and lesbians, to meet like-minded people and find out more about myself. There, I met Martina. She's 9 years older than me and bored in her marriage, so while looking for a new rush she tried to find out how it would be with a woman.We liked each other right away and were both noobs in the chat (though I've been there a little longer than her) and soon we were talking about what we both like doing and how we'd do it to one...
My second Monday as a toilet slave brought the customary weekday rush to the bathroom yet again. It was particularly busy that day since they all rose at roughly the same time and ended up all brushing their teeth at the same time. Five women to four sinks made brushing teeth a crowded affair. I groaned inwardly when Francesca came over to me, and knelt over me with a toothbrush sticking out of her sudsy mouth. She removed her toothbrush and pinched my nose. When I opened my mouth, she spat...
Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
The kid was barely 18...although he told me he was 22. Dr. Marcus Sidney stared at him with disgust. His two sleazy employees, famous for tracking down deadbeats and losers like this kid, was on either side of him, holding him up by the arms. The kid had a swimmers body, young and tight. Two nights ago Marcus was fucking him, balls deep in that cute little ass for over an hour. The kid started out grunting and ended up crying and begging. After that little adventure he took ff and was...
CONFESSIONS OF A SHE-MALE TOILET SLAVE CHAPTER 8 - TESTED AND FOUND WANTIN'...This is a short story about my first wife, about the day the World changed for me. When we married she was bi and a swinger, an older woman (40), and lot's of fun, I was young, barely 18, we swung all around town, her and her pretty boy. As soon as she got into my ass it was her friends using me, not her sharing her 'toys' with me... By the time we split up she was living as a hardcore biker dyke, and I was chained in...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
This is my first story I ever published. The language I?m writing in is not my native language, I learned it in school, please excuse. Nevertheless I appreciate your comments, hints and ideas for improvement. Normally I do fakes (photo manipulation) of the women I know and fakes on request for good friends. I was inspired to write my own stories by different forums and especially by Doctor_Dweeb and his wonderfull monster/creature stories on faustie?s site.The writer PANGAN is seen to be...
Well to be honest it has been at least ten years since I talked with anyone directly involved with it all, and now it has been more than forty years since it all happened. Yet there are some defining moments in your life that you never forget. True, details become blurred with time and perhaps some details that still exist may have come from second hand accounts or perhaps even from an over active imagination; the realities of the moments are still there. It all started the summer of 1952 in...
My third week as a toilet slave began, as usual, with a rush of naked women scrambling around me as I lay on my back in their special bathroom with my face framed in a toilet seat and most of my body hidden in an alcove behind the wall. Just a routine occurrence in the daily life of a toilet slave. Little chatting occurred in the bathroom that morning. Everyone was somber. I even said, "Thank you, Mistress so-and-so, for letting me drink your pee, and eat your shit, and suck down your...
Mother’s Sex SlaveSon discovers the pleasure of being a sex slave to his mother This is a personal account of my life’s experiences. All the characters and incidents are real. I dedicate this article to my beautiful sexy loving insatiable mother, Bharathi Devi from whose cunt I was born and have been trying relentlessly to go back into her cunt.My name is Shiva. My mother, Bharathi Devi is sex goddess, kamarani, kamarupini, Kama swarupini, Kamuki, Kamadasi, kamadevatha, Kamakshi, Kama...
Mother’s Sex SlaveSon discovers the pleasure of being a sex slave to his motherThis is autobiography - a personal account of my life’s experiences. All the characters and incidents are real. I dedicate this article to my beautiful sexy loving insatiable mother, Bharathi Devi from whose cunt I was born and have been trying relentlessly to go back into her cunt. My name is Shiva. I am 30 and my mother is 50 years young now. My mother, Bharathi Devi is a Sexy love goddess. She is 5’ 6” tall,...
Bonnie -- Her Brother’s Slave Chapter OneBy Lewis ChappelleDr. Roger Bowman was well known in Porterville. He had taken a fellowship in plastic surgery following his residency as a young doctor and now had a considerable reputation South of the Mason Dixon Line for all sorts of reconstructive surgery. At age 40, he and his wife, Martha, were part of the elite, upper crust, in town. They had two kids; Skippy, who was five years older than his sister, and Bonnie. Their mansion was located on a...
“What the fuck!” I jerked up at the sound of my brother’s voice. He was standing in the doorway of his bedroom staring at me. I was sure I was quite the sight. Here I was on his bed, tied up, half naked and panicking. I was thrashing wildly around as if I could hide from my brother, as if the rope and metal handcuffs biting into my skin would suddenly disappear and I could escape. “What the fuck, Jen?” Ben cried out again. Deep down, I had known it was inevitable that he would find me...
Introduction: It would be best to read part one first. I kept my eyes trained on my fathers form as he sauntered towards my bed. I was starting to relax as I played out my idea in my head. All I had to do was allow him to do whatever he wanted except enter my pussy. But even just thinking about my father touching me made me get soaking wet. He obviously noticed because he chuckled as he stood at the edge of my bed. He motioned with his head towards me and my brother got up to pull me back into...
I felt emotionally numb that night after they voted to keep me as their toilet slave. Damn! They have no right to keep me their slave because they voted to keep me! During the night, a thick muff, either Erica, Darcie, or Francesca came to me to shit. Then again some time later, maybe the same person even, came to me to pee. Then later still, a shaved pussy that I knew was Laurie came to pee. Once, Julie came to me to pee and lick her bloody pussy clean. I dozed between being used as a...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
Long haired slave mother:This is a fantasy story of my sexy long haired slave mother. We live in a small town in India.I was bought up in a traditional environment: dominant father,submissive mother kinda situation.I had seen my mother in various submissive roles and knew that she could be dominated, but was just afraid of my father. When i was 18, my father left my mother for some other women. Now it was only me and my mother.Describing my mother, she was 5ft 2 inches in hieght, average built,...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
This is a personal account of my life’s experiences. All the characters and incidents are real. I dedicate this article to my beautiful sexy loving insatible mother, Bharathi Devi from whose cunt I was born and have been trying relentlessly to go back into her cunt.My name is Shiva. I am 30 and my mother is 50 now. My mother, Bharathi Devi is a sex goddess – kamarani, kamarupini, Kama swarupini, Kamuki, Kamadasi, kamadevatha, Kamakshi, Kamasundari, Kameswari, Kamini. She was a school teacher...
Incest"Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! She's here; she can look after her precious son. I can't take any more of this." Throwing a few items into a bag, she went to David, "I'll pick you up in the morning if you wish to go into work SIR. I'll bring the car back then if you don't. Good night SIR." "No Steph, don't go..." Stephanie could hear him calling to her as she closed the door. Her phone rang a few minutes after she'd entered her old flat. It now seemed a cold and uninviting place but at...