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Rachel was a masochist. She was also very nervous. She looked again at the advertisement that had brought her on this journey. "Wanted young, blond house and sex slave. Must be willing to suffer bondage, extreme humiliation, severe whipping, and sexual duties. Apply to Mistress Sandi Box 444 Auckland."

Rachel put the ad. back in her bag. She shuddered with a mixture of pleasure and horror as she recalled Sandi’s cold, demanding voice on the phone. She told Rachel exactly what to wear, she had been forced to buy most of it. She did not own such slutty clothes.. She wore a tiny black lace bra with a matching flimsy black lace g-string, a tight black lace garter belt with black fishnet stockings, a very short black lace half slip, a crisp white blouse unbuttoned at the neck, and a micro mini black skirt. Black shoes completed her wardrobe. Around her neck, the girl wore a black leather choker. The traditional sign of slavery.

Rachel felt the eyes of the other passengers on the bus ,which was taking her on a one way trip to humiliation, boring into her. She was a sex object already she thought. The straps of her bra were clearly visible through the thin material of her blouse. She tried to pull her mini skirt down a little to hide her beautiful legs from their gaze. It was useless. Rachel sighed and looked out of the window. she tried to ignore the lust filled stares..

The bus stopped. "You will be met at the square" Rachel had been told "Get in a black car registration number RP 7140. Bring no other clothing what-so ever, it will not be required. Do not speak. Do not lift your eyes, you are now nothing. You now have no rights"

Rachel stepped slowly from the bus. It drove off. She was alone. suddenly she felt very frightened. She looked round, she hoped the car would not be there.. Her heart seemed to stop. There it was RP 7140. Her mouth went dry.

Slowly Rachel walked towards the car, she wished now that her skirt was not so short. She felt the eyes of the street on her. She blushed. A sudden gust of wind caught the thin skirt it billowed up revealing her skimpy black lingerie. Desperately and unsuccessfully Rachel tried to hold it down. The car door opened. "Get in you little slut" hissed Sandi. Obediently, silently Rachel slid into the front seat and closed the door Her breathing was now light and fast. Shefelt the wetness spreading in her pussy. Without another word Sandi? started the car. The silence was heavy...

Nervously Rachel pulled down her mini skirt. "Thankyou for picking me up Sandi" she said. Sandi ignored her. Rachel tried again "it’s a lovely day" she stammered. "Shut up slut, speak only when I give permission" snarled Sandi. Rachel blushed, tears filled her eyes. She looked down. "Did you wear the lingerie I ordered?" snapped Sandi. "Yes" whispered Rachel. ‘Yes what you stupid slut" This was it , this was the turning point thought Rachel. "Yes My Mistress" said the Slavegirl.

"Show me. Rachel paused then slowly reached for the hem of her tiny skirt and pulled it up to reveal the lace of her half slip. "Yank it right up you stupid bitch" hissed Sandi " Let’s see your panties" Rachel sobbed for the first of many times and pulled the skirt and half slip high to reveal her panties. "Good" purred Sandi "Keep it like that". The journey continued in silence with the young girl submissively holding her skirt and half slip high.

The car pulled into a long driveway. Rachel’s heart beat faster. "Not long now" said Sandi "Soon you will be nude and chained would you like that slave?" "Yes thankyou Mistress" sobbed Rachel. She looked in dread at the large dark house ahead. She knew that soon her freedom, her clothing, her lingerie her self respect would be torn from her. Only pain, humiliation and degradation would exist for her. She gave a gasp of fear as the car stopped.? The journey was over. They had arrived. They were in a garage at the far end was a heavy
wooden door. Sandi switched of the engine. She turned to look at her new slavegirl for the first time Rachel blushed as she felt the cold, piecing eyes glide lustfully over her body. Although fully dressed, she felt helpless and nude already. She turned to look at her Mistress, her lips parted slightly, her breathing light and fast. "Take off your blouse" The first order snapped out. Rachel blushed "May I begin to strip inside please Mistress" she whispered. She hardly saw Sandi’s hand as it lashed across her face. She screamed with the sudden pain. Tears filled her eyes. "Take that fucking blouse now or I’ll rip it to shreds" hissed Sandi. With a sob Rachel’s hands moved to the top button of the white blouse. Her humiliation was about to begin.

The first button slipped open, the blouse parted slightly at the neck, the girl’s hands moved to the next button, the blouse opened further, her creamy white skin was exposed. "Turn to face me Slave" ordered Sandi. Rachel faced her tormentor, and dropped her trembling fingers to the next button. It slipped open. Meekly the slavegirl reached for the collar of her blouse and pulled it open. The black lace of her bra was now revealed, the thin , black shoulder straps contrasting with her creamy flesh. "Carry on" breathed Sandi. With tears in her eyes and head lowered, Rachel pulled open the forth button, the swell of her breasts was now clearly visible beneath the black lace of the flimsy bra.. The last two buttons strained as Rachel again pulled open her blouse. "Rip them off" snarled Sandi. Rachel looked at her Mistress in horror, her eyes widened. "Do it Slave" snapped Sandi. With a helpless sob the girl wrenched the blouse open. The last buttons flew off and fell on the floor. The blouse was now open to the waist. "Take it right off and give it to me" ordered Sandi. Slowly , silently the Slavegirl slipped the blouse from her nude shoulders. She felt the cool air caress her nude back. She handed the discarded blouse to her Mistress..

"The skirt" said Sandi. Rachel sighed submissively. She found the zip of her skirt. It parted, she felt the skirt slip down her legs. She pulled the released garment down her smooth long legs, she bent down and handed it to her Mistress. Sandi placed the skirt with the girl’s discarded blouse on the floor and looked at her? Slavegirl.?

Rachel lay back in her seat, her arms submissively at her sides. Tears of fear filled her eyes as she looked at Sandi, her blond hair fell over her nude shoulders .The skimpy black lace bra barely covered her heaving breasts, they thrust against the thin bra, her erect nipples were plainly visible. Sandi’s lust filled eyes roamed over the body of her slavegirl, soon she knew she would experience the sexual pleasure of seeing the whip cut into that smooth nude flesh. She could feel her love juices beginning to flow. Soon this girl would be utterly nude and helpless at her feet. Rachel was breathless with fear now, beads of perspiration ran down her
half nude body, her thin half slip stuck to her thighs. Sandi’s eyes travelled slowly down the long beautiful legs. She looked again at the tear stained face. Rachel’s lips parted "Please no" they formed the words, but no sound came Sandi got out of the car and walked to the wall of the garage Rachel’s eyes widened in horror as she watched her Mistress take a heavy evil looking whip from the wall. "Get out of the car and come here" Sandi’s voice was low and full of menace. With a hopeless sob the girl got out of the car and walked towards her Mistress "Get through that door slave" Rachel ,eyes down, opened the door and walked away from the car, her clothes and her freedom. She was about to enter a world of slavery, humiliation pain and sexual degradation.

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Duel and Duality Book 1 of Poachers ProgressChapter 2 Portugal and Spain

I do not intend chronicling the campaign in the Iberian Peninsula, although it brought fame and fortune to Arthur Wellesley and added fresh lustre to the reputation of the British army. There are those far mightier with the pen than I to describe the battles, so I shall just touch on the points of the campaign were I was involved. The 69th arrived too late for the Talavera campaign, and so spent our first six months in Portugal getting more intimately acquainted with the topography of that...

Virgin Love And Pain

Hello, boys and girls. Arjun here. Thank you so many guys for liking my previous sex story. Big thanks to you all. My hangout ID is Rohan was Amisha’s brother. Amisha was a super slim, fair, extremely cute girl. Her hair covered her sexy white neck so beautifully and her ass was so slim n small it Could be pressed with just one hand. And her small developing tits OMG, was a treat for every boy’s tooth. Every boy lusted her, wanted to fuck her bad day and night She was so cute and fair that...

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Julies Pain

Julie's [email protected] lies naked on a large wooden table. Thick strong rope has been wrapped around each of her ankles and wrists and tied off to the four corners of the table. The rope is pulled extremely tight limiting her movement and stretching her skin tight.Wire is tightly wrapped around the base of each of her breasts. It has the effect of turning each of her large breasts into a balloon stuck to her chest. They are slowly turning purple, the veins standing...

A Bit of Worry a Lot of Pain

A Bit of Worry, a Lot of Pain, and a Pack of Cigarettes Oh jesuschrist. Piss a shit-fit. Godchristandmotherfucker, I’m shaking, trembling, trying to hold my limbs tight to my body so I go unnoticed and I’m not mistaken to be in the throes of an epileptic seizure or a victim of a Tourette’s fit here by these life-saving servants of the medical environment. I was in the midst of a break in my scribbling, coming down here to the hospital for my daily injection of mystery serum, braving the mean...

The Painting

"The Painting" by Vlad Potemkin============================================================== Leslie knew she was going to buy the small painting the instant she sawit. It was strange. It was kinky. And it was absolutely mesmerizing, the waythe scene materialized from the perfectly orchestrated swirl of gray and blackpaint. She could also feel the eyes of the proprietor of this quaint little Sohostore. The tall attractive blonde remained seated behind a curved glass table,staring at Leslie...

Past The Point of Pain

Since I have been with my Master we have explored many limits and why I have them. One activity I have struggled with for a long time is due to past abuse from my ex-husband Dick, anal sex has not been an easy boundary for me to have tested. When Dick and I first began our sexual relationship we each had an open mind about many things, exploration with new activities was never an issue. We both seem to always enjoy testing ourselves and each other, and never had we considered anything we...

My Indian maids daughter eased my pain

I had miserable today as my back was troubling me from last night. I am in good shape for a 45 year old and unfortunately single now. I am in great shape but I do get slight pain in my back every couple of months or so. The usual happened last Saturday, and I found myself walking around like a 90 year old man. My maid Savithri always gave me a helping hand when I was in pain and would get the extra money for her service and I really liked her soft hands on my back.By the time, I got myself out...

Sara Surrenders Part 9 Saras Introduction to Pain

Sara was standing in front of where I was seated. Her tits were exposed, gripped by nipple clamps, and her shorts and panties were down around her knees. I wet my thumb and fingers, and started massaging her clit and G-spot. It didn’t take as long this time, in fact, I had barely begun, when she started to quiver.“OHHhh…god. Oh God! OH GOD! OH GOD OHGOD OHGOD!”She came, and came hard. Her knees buckled, and her head dropped – and then I ripped the clamps off of her tits.She dropped her knees to...

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Professor Painslut

Aloise sighed heavily as she kept walking--faster and faster, Mummie might be looking Aloise sighed heavily as she kept walking--faster and faster, Mummie might be looking. She really was trying not to lag, but her breasts hurt SO MUCH, dragging that horrible chain behind. But Aloise didn't want Mummie coming out with the spruce switch, she'd seen Mummie put a few of them in the bathtub, and the switches were especially harsh when wet. When Aloise had come home late from the Faculty...

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