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My name is Ranjana. I am 35 and recently became a widow, when my husband died of cancer. I was the only daughter of my parents, who though not very well to do, put me to study in Queen Mary’s School in Mumbai, where I studied till 10th. My father, who had a fairly thriving taxi business, died of alcoholism, and before that, he got me married to one Patil, who literally bought me. Patil used to be rough with me, and would often beat me up. We had two girl children, whom we put to school.My story starts with Patil falling ill. There was a gentleman who used to pas by our small house daily. We were doing business of selling milk. This person, after his walk used to come and collect a litre of milk, pay for it, stop by to chat for sometime and then leave, his house was close by in one of the high rises. One day he asked my husband if he could look for someone to come and prepare his evening meal every day. Patil said I could do it for him. He agreed to pay Rs.600 a month for this. My daughter and I would go and make his meal every evening. Jyothi, my daughter was very fond of him, and he would get her new clothes or take her and her sister out for a meal or snacks, especially on Sundays and holidays. I too, started liking him. He was tall, well built, with a nice smile and always was kind to all.Soon after Patil died. He came for the funeral and after that he came home and told us not to worry as he would take care of us, and that the children should continue with their studies. He also increased my pay to a thousand.About a fortnight later, as he came by he asked me if I wanted to go to Nashik to do the ceremonies for Patil, which I was thinking about. I told him so. He said that rather than go by bus, he would take me by his car, and after I completed the ceremonies, he would bring me back. I accepted. But at that moment, I knew that this journey would change my life forever for the better.Two days later, early morning, he came around 5 a.m. And both of traveled to Nashik by his car. It was a long drive but pleasant. We stopped at a couple of places on the way for tea, and around 10 reached Nashik, and checked into a nice hotel located on the highway. After a bath, we went to Triambakh, performed the ceremonies for Patil, and returned to the hotel.

The change in my life starts from here.We had our lunch and came back to the room. When I came out of the bathroom after freshening up, I saw him with a gajra in his hands, and coming behind, he placed it in my hair. I did not know how to react. But he did. He just took me in his arms, and placed his hot, wet lips on mine and kissed me deep. After a few moments, I responded with a sigh and opened up to his mouth, kissing him back as ardently. The last time that I had any sex was over two years ago, and now, to me, my Sir, was a godsend. It was ten minutes before the kissing ended, by which time we released into our respective mouths so much of saliva. Never did saliva taste so sweet! With a shy smile I started opening his shirt buttons, while he was removing the buttons from my blouse, and by the time, I came to his last start button he had unhooked my bra strap and had removed it from my body. He cupped my left breast in one hand, and kneeling down took the nipple of my other breast and gently started sucking it. I was in total bliss, and heaved a long, hot sigh, and clasped his head close to me, saying, “Suck me Sir. Harder, and with your teeth Sir.” He got up. “What is this Sir business? And where did you learn to speak such nice English? He asked, gently leading me to the large cot. And I told him of my early days and my schooling. “No Sirring me Ranji. Call me Raja. That’s my name.” I said. And went back to sucking her nipples, and kissing away her 36D breasts and the lovely valley between them. Never in my life did I have so much pleasure. I was wet below. As if realizing that, his hands went down slowly, and removed

My sari folds, and then my petticoat knot, and stripped them off me. I was now totally in the nude. He got up and looking at me said, “Ranji. You look like an Apsara! And you are even more .beautiful when you are naked. I hid my face again between my two hands, to express my shyness. And as I was looking at him between my fingers, he started undressing and in a few moments, he too was without a stitch on him. And he turned towards me, his manhood in full glory, erect and proud. I have never seen anything so large and lovely. “Master!” I whispered and drawing him close, planted a kiss on the head of his erection. He gently took my head in his hands, and bending down, again kissed me full on my lips, and slowly coming into the bed.From then on, it was a sheer play of love, lust and uninhibited sex for almost an hour.I kissed him wet allover; he sucked my tongue and then my breasts. I teased his nipples; he kissed me in my armpits, savoring its smell. I played with his erect manhood; he knelt down and started kissing my feet, and then sucking my toes. He turned me over and kissed me on my arse, and then going up, all over my back and then between my shoulders. I was no longer able to control myself and I lifted my self when he caught my two breasts and started teasing my nipples gently, and then at my prodding, rough. I turned myself now on my back, and pulled him to me, kissing him again thrusting my wet tongue into his mouth and slurping away. Slowly his hands came down, and once they reached the junction between the thighs, he started gently rubbing me there, wanting me to open up for him. And I did, most willingly. “My Raja! My Master. I am all for you. How much you helped us in our times of need and distress. I can never forget it. We never even asked you for help. I love you my Lord” she said. “I gave it, my Ranji, because of you.

Cant you see I am in love with you ever since I met you two years ago?” “I know” I said, and drawing him to me, again kissed him deep in his mouth, with my tongue twirling around his, my lips parted in a smile.And then, slowly, tantalizingly, I parted my thighs. “My master. Here. I am now all for you.” And I hid my face in my hands. He removed them, and started kissing me all the way down, lingering at my breasts, and then at my belly button, kissing them more deep than elsewhere. I was on fire and I was wet.At last his face came down between my thighs and gently parted them, looking at what I had to show him. Probably he was surprised to see it clean and without any hair. “I never had them” I said shyly. “You are like a lovely goddess, my sweet Ranji. I am going to enjoy you every moment and every inch of you.” Saying, he parted my pussy lips and gently blew there. It was lovely. Gently he dipped his face down, and with his moist lips, kissed me there. And then started lapping away at it. His tongue started probing in areas which I never knew existed. And every slurp of his made me ooze more, which he seemed to lap away and enjoy.” Do you like what I am doing my love?” He asked.’ Every bit my Raja. I never thought bliss would be like this. Lick me master. Suck me there if you can.” I said. And he did exactly what I wished for. I closed my thighs on to his head and thrust my cunt more into his mouth. He took me from below, raising me on my arse and his mouth was deep into my vagina. After some more tome, he came out, and lifting himself, he came up and we again kissed each other more deep then ever before, and I was roused when I tasted my pussy juice in his mouth. “I love you master” I managed to say. “I love you too darling. Let us have a night that neither of us ever had,’ he said. I was more than willing to do his bidding. I was starved of sex for nearly three years, and here was someone who I had

Been fancying ever since he came to our rescue, and I truly loved him. “Suck me master” was all I aid, and he was down onto my breasts sucking and teasing my nipples, one by one. Slowly his hands went down between my legs and parting my thighs, he opened my cunt lips, and gently massaged them. It was divine. I hugged him tight. And he then inserted one finger into my vagina and started probing. I was in heat and I was heaving with pleasure. I could feel my juices wetting his finger. He then inserted another finger in, and with two of them his probe was around, finally searching for and finding my G spot. He went to work on it. And I was kissing him all over his face, wet kisses that he seemed to like. “Ranji. My lovely, lovely Ranji.” He said and his pressure on the G spot intensified, taking me to such pleasurable heights that I swooned with pleasure. A little later I started squirting more of my juices. At this, he removed his finger, and brought his mouth down and lapped every drop that I had squirted out. I felt embarrassed. But I liked it. It was the first time that I was made to feel like a woman. “Anymore?” He asked. Shyly, I again pulled him up and asked him to suck my breast which he did hungrily.By now, we were both at our peak and we could not control ourselves anymore. “Can I come in?” He asked. “I am waiting for you my master. Come. Grace me and have me. Your slave and lover is hot all over for you” she said.He pulled me to the edge of the bed, and then lifting me up, positioned his prick right in front of my hole. A gently thrust and he was deep inside. It was like a hot knife going through butter.And then he started thrusting inside, gently at first, and then when I lifted=t my legs and wrapped it around it his waist, he went wild and it was like a piston gone wild. I could feel him in my womb. Every now and then, he would bend down and kiss me deep, or suck my nipple or play with my clitoris. “My master. My master. How I love you Raja.. Will you always be with me like this?” I asked. “Always my love.. For ever.” And as he said it his load started spurting deep into me, lifting me into heaven. My arms were around him, my legs clasped around him. As he emptied himself, he looked deep into me and winked. Getting off me, we were both clasped to each other, our lip locked together and his hands on my breasts.I had found my keeper.

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THE MAKING OF A SLAVE By Betty Noone This is the story of Mark and Jennifer Jenkins. Married for twenty years, Mark was a retired dot-com millionaire at the age of 45. Not Donald Trump rich, but rich enough to do most things he wanted to do. There was a little over ten million dollars in investments which seemed to increase in value each year It furnished the couple with a tidy income of just under $500,000.00 per year. After taxes there was just over $7,000.00 a week, that is...

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The Foot Slave

The Foot SlaveNervously my finger pressed the buzzer, within ten seconds the release mechanism clicked and opened the door, I pushed it ajar and entered a dimly lit hallway, a stair case lay in front of me, leading down to a single ominous black door, I walked down and knocked, ?You may enter? was the quick curt reply.Sheepishly I entered, and closed the door behind me.The room was spacious and painted a matt black with a cold stone floor, recess lights in the ceiling were dimmed to give a low...

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Observatory Slave

Relocation By Choice Part I ?. ?Ladies & Gentlemen, in a few moments from now we would be landing at the Heathrow?.?.? I woke up to a crisp British accentuated English in my cramped economy class seat as my mind slowly recollects bits & pieces of my thoughts.? I check my seat belt and as the aircraft descend gradually I repeat a question to me which I have asked myself a thousand times now? ?Am I sure I want to do this???.?  I am reaching London to serve a group of 5 men & 3 women...

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a normal day for slave

......a normal day for slave F. The alarm clock ring at 6.30am....as usual! Slave got out of bed went to the bathroom to shave and wash and do his needs. He wore a plastic chastity belt that allowed him to piss. He was naked with the exception of leather collar, and leather bracelets for wrists and ankles.He began to do exercises with weights and then went to run for 45 minutes . Back home take a bath, then breakfast.After preparing breakfast for Mistress, he waited until 8 o'clock to go in...

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Lois Lane Sex Slave

Lois Lane: Sex Slave By EchotangoCaught snooping around a warehouse Lois suffers a terrible fate?Chapter One: Capture?And it was confirmed today that Superman will remain away from Earth on a top secret mission for the next three months, the white house said?? Lois Lane listened to the radio and smiled, Superman had left town over a week ago and the twenty-six year old brunette had broken the story three days before and now the radio was finally catching up. She felt like chuckling with glee...

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Slave Rules My first sex slave

hese are some rules a guy had to abide by from a former master he had. He gave them to me to use on him as he showed me the lifestyle. 1. slave is to be naked at all times in the house. When with Master or when in a gay bar or other appropriate places, for example a leather event, it must wear its metal butt plug, 2 pound ball weight and its heavy chain collar, unless Master orders otherwise. slave is never to wear underwear unless given permission. When slave is in chastity, it does not have...

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Owned Toilet Slave

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...

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Soccer Mom Slave

Soccer Mom SlaveBy: KahiltnaAs she waited in her car, Brenda couldn’t believe she was doing this again. Her short, shallow breathing and rapid heartbeat gave away her apprehension. ?My God?, she thought, ?I’m a happily married mother, what keeps me coming back here??  Brenda was the prototype ?Soccer Mom?.  She was 36 years old, married 10 years, with a 9 year old son and 7 year old daughter. Her husband was just what girls dream of, loving, hansom, dedicated to her and the kids and a good...

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The Virgin Slave

“I just wanted to kiss you.”  I paused, feeling uncertain and vulnerable, “But I was scared if I did, you might hit me.”Gazing at her prone beside me, she looked out in a thousand yard stare.Dismissively as a snort of air could be, her eyes narrowed to focus, “I probably would have, too.”I did not know much about her but that look I understood well.  A sultry stare full of determination, her gentle caress travelled from my torso to my stomach and onto my loins.  My reaction still had the power...

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The Virgin Slave

“I just wanted to kiss you.”  I paused, feeling uncertain and vulnerable, “But I was scared if I did, you might hit me.”Gazing at her prone beside me, she looked out in a thousand yard stare.Dismissively as a snort of air could be, her eyes narrowed to focus, “I probably would have, too.”I did not know much about her but that look I understood well.  A sultry stare full of determination, her gentle caress travelled from my torso to my stomach and onto my loins.  My reaction still had the power...

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My lactation slave

                                                      My Masters Lactation Slave I sat in front of the PC and stared in awed disbelief at the message on the screen, I had placed the ad on the adult web site less than twenty-four hours ago and already I had almost a dozen responses. I was admittedly surprised because the details of the ad specified a certain type of woman I was looking for and usually I found it a challenge to locate a woman either willing or even eager to fill my needs. I...

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The Forced Slave

The Forced Slave The Forced Slave ????? The weekend was almost here.? Tillie had been deep cleaning her home all week long for the big gathering she had planned with all her friends.? She had her head stuck deep into a cabinet pulling out cleaning supplies so she could wash the shelf. ?She hadn?t noticed the dark colored van that had pulled into her driveway. ???? The strange man checked the door gently making sure that he didn?t notify anyone he was there.? He had been watching...

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The Princess and the Slave

This story is one of six new stories in the compilation, Talons of the Hawk by Emma Finn, a book of transformation stories available on Amazon. THE PRINCESS AND THE SLAVE by EMMA FINN 1 Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, in an exotic land very far from here, there lived a princess who was very spoiled. She was the most beautiful woman in the land with dark skin, long black hair...

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Husband Cuckold Slave

HUSBAND CUCKOLD SLAVEBy Ted, [email protected] on December 26, 2011See http://nrjb2.weebly.com for all of my stories.Synopsis: Wife threatens to leave unless allowed to try something different.Story codes: F/m, FM/m, D/S, cuckold, feet, humiliation.Chapter 1My husband of 5 years Ted is a great guy. We met through an online dating service and we hit it off once we met in person. He is very steady, trustworthy, kind, intelligent, honest, and sane, which is part of the problem I am having now. I...

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The Newest Slave

The Newest Slave by captv8td [email protected] 1This was turning out to be her favorite place to shop.  The quality of the merchandise was superb and she had been very pleased with her previous purchase.  That wasn’t always the case when she bought high value items.  It was not uncommon for her to select a new car, only to change her mind shortly after it was delivered.  She had moved her family twice because the homes she selected turned out to be disappointing once they moved in. ...

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Our StoryThe tale of Master and slave

Our Story Normal font was written by myself, italicized font was written by my slave. Apologies for any bad grammar, or format issues, this was originally a series of emails sent back and forth with no intention of ever posting them for other people to see. The story does end abruptly due to problems arising and we were unable to continue. However it may be picked up in the future by at least myself if not both of us. I hate cliffhangers so I don’t want to subject the readers to that. I will at...

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My Wife wants to be a Sex Slave

******************************************************************************** Thanks to kyron120867 my story is set in his world, but none of his characters are involved. Story written by Ghostwolf63 Chapter one ********************************************************************************* Hello, my name Will Johnson, I was asked to write this story along with my wife. She will write about her experience and I will be writing my experience. So let's get started. First some info...

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Literary slave

Darren could not believe his luck – the 29 year old successful novelist had been looking for a place to hole up in and complete his fifth novel, sure to be yet another best seller in his string of literary offerings.  While surfing through real estate listings for acreage properties high on privacy and as far off the beaten track as possible he came across what seemed to be the perfect opportunity.  It was a small acreage, a hobby farm really that had long since given up any semblance of...

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A day with my slave

Introduction: This story is written by my Mistress. She is now only exploring ideas but soon will be using me, her slave, to please her in any way she chooses Mistress is sitting outside in the garden, enjoying the coolness of the afternoon, with a glass of red wine at Her side, Her slave, kneeling humbly before Her wearing only a collar and chain, Mistress enjoys reaching out and caressing Her slave now and then. Mistress rests Her tired feet on alans knees lightly touching Her...

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The Ship the Oasis the Book the Slave

THE SHIP, THE OASIS, THE BOOK, THE SLAVE. By GENEVA Rami, a Barbary Coast corsair and slave dealer, miscalculates when he attempts to take over the business of another dealer whose wife has a magic book. I leaned over the side and watched as the prow of our ship cut its way through the water, shearing the waves, eagerly, almost joyfully it seemed, matching my own mood, now that we were in sight of the buildings of Tunis, finally showing above the horizon. The sails were filled...

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Ashtray Slave

Leah opens the door. "Hi Nikki, thanks for coming over this evening." "Are you kidding Leah, I wouldn't miss this for the world." Nikki kisses Leah and they walk back into the living room where Gilbert is sitting. Naked with his wrists and ankles bound together, holding a large glass ashtray in his hands. "Nikki, this is my ashtray slave. Slave, this is my friend Nikki. I've invited her over to help me torment you tonight." Gilbert looks up at them. "Pleased to meet you, Mistress...

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