Girlfriend Becomes Obeying Slave
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JUST A WEEK AGO
Reinhardt eyed the woman in front of him. She was much shorter than his girlfriend, whom he had been cohabiting with for over for years. She laid her back on the bed and was an attractive Brunette at her mid 20s, and was probably Eastern European too.
"Now I want you to turn around and lie face down," Reinhardt ordering the young prostitute.
"Yes sir," the prostitute meekly replied.
The prostitute turned her body and face around and laid face down on the bed.
She was perfect for this, Reinhardt thought.
Reinhardt often hired prostitutes such as these and mainly for two things: their hair colour and for anal sex, which his girlfriend denied him for so long.
Reinhardt was tall at 6'6; as muscular as an athlete, 35 years of age, cropped blond hair, striking blue eyes, pale as a Raphaelite and had short temper too.
The prostitute gulped. She knew and heard from all the other girls what Reinhardt was like. Very rough. Uncaring. Insensitive. But not just the way he treated the hookers but also that her pimp did say tat he had seen him beat up other people (and local clients) many times outside on the streets her pimp said that the "other guy" looked scared before and after he got totally bashed up by Reinhardt.
Reinhardt walked to the open box that was next to the bed. He took out the things he needed and used them to tie up the prostitute's wrists and ankles to the posts of that bed. He had also taken out a ball gag and roughly placed it on the prostitute's mouth and tied it around the back of her head really rough.
"There. Now you look nice and lovely," Reinhardt patting her ass really hard. The prostitute breathed heavily under her ball gag. If she had not been a prostitute, she would not have allowed herself to be on this situation but life was just cruel.
The prostitute was all tied up spread-eagled but faced down.
Reinhardt started stripping off his clothes, climbed the bed and laid his humongous frightening body over the more fragile looking prostitute.
Reinhardt roughly thrust his cock into the prostitute's sensitive asshole. The prostitute jerked her tied-up body and tears instantly flowed down her eyes. She was in extreme tormenting pain.
"That's right bitch. I got you for an hour and for an hour, I will call you Margot," Reinhardt pulling at her short brown hair, then licking her cheek sadistically.
With one hard thrust up her asshole, the prostitute's mind was sent into extreme agony, as her body was enduring the beginning of an hour's worth of pain.
AN HOUR LATER
The prostitute was still tied up, sobering as she faced the bed.
Reinhardt's sperm was oozing out of her bruised reddened up ass.
The room door was open and Reinhardt paid the pimp, just outside the doorway.
"I really did a job at her," Reinhardt looking at what he had done to the prostitute. Her ass cheeks looked really roughed up.
"She'll be alright. I mean I am ok with you bruising up their asses since you pay a good deal of money whenever you come here. You always want Brunette or even pay extra for any of the girls to have their hair dyed just for the day they have to meet you and having your way with them," the pimp counting his Euro bills.
"What is gonna happen with her?" Reinhardt asked.
"Oh just a good bubble bath will ease up that bruised asshole of hers," the pimp chuckled.
As Reinhardt started walking away, the pimp called out to him.
"Guess this Margot is some bitch who has done you a lot of wrong huh."
Reinhardt ignored the pimp.Reinhardt had anal sex with other female friends of his but he really wanted to have it with the one woman he loved and if he could not have it with her, he would hire hookers and pay them a lot of money just to let him indulge in his fantasy, that he is not fucking their assholes but that of the woman he truly loved. As for the pain he caused them, he did not care since it was not Margot he was hurting but these bitches.
THE PRESENT
TUESDAY NIGHT
"So where we am I meeting up with you all tomorrow?" Margot asked Reinhardt, as they both lied under the blanket in their bed.
"At TGIF (Thank God It's Friday) at eight sharp," Reinhardt had his arm around Margot.
Thursday night was Reinhardt's 36th birthday and all their friends were going to be there. Margot was going to meet up with all of them straight from work.
"You know which TGIF right?" Reinhardt started fondling with Margot's hair.
"I know which one," Margot starred back at him in that darkness.
Margot was as attractive and as Brunette as her Persian mother (her father was German); 33 years of age, bit more tanned, had brown-green eyes, slim, 6'2 and was also Reinhardt's partner (and love of his life).
"You sure you don't want me to get you anything for your birthday?" Margot asked.
"Well there is only one thing I actually want from you," Reinhardt smiled under that darkness.
Margot knew what it was but she had never done it before, thinking how painful and degrading it would be.
"Oh please can we get off that subject. I mean I would have sex with you but not that. That would be like asking me to have sex with a dog or something," Margot upset that he still wanted it after all these years.
Reinhardt angrily let go of Margot and turned around, facing the other side of the bed.
Margot went over to him and started patting his back, knowing that she had made him upset.
"I love you Reinhardt. You know that," Margot was trying to be as loving, fearing that their relationship could come to an end for something as stupid as anal sex. They broke up once because of it but neither of them could live without the other and so got back together again, and also decided to live together.
"What is it with you? What's your problem? I love you and would do anything for you and yet you won't let me just have it, at least even once," Reinhardt was really upset.
Reinhardt got up from the bed and walked towards the bedroom door.
"Because I don't want to have your dick up my ass. It's painful and degrading," Margot cried.
"You are so arrogant and proud. I am your boyfriend and you are letting your ego get in the way. I love you. I am not doing this to say that I am in charge. You think if I did it with you that I would just do it without taking your comfort into account while I do it." Reinhardt started bitching up.
Reinhardt opened the bedroom door, walked out the bedroom, closed it behind him and switched on the hallway light.
I don't want to have anything up my ass, Margot thought.
"You know many of the other women let their partners fuck them up the ass. Why not you? I mean it is normal and people regularly do it" Reinhardt called out from outside the bedroom door.
Margot heard footsteps heading away from the door.
Margot laid inside her bedroom, in that darkness.
I don't want to lose you again, Margot panicked in her head. But anal sex was something else. She had never done it and some of her girlfriends told her about their "painful" experience.
WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON
Margot was still stuck inside her office. She was doing some paper work until she heard someone knocking on her office door.
"Come in," Margot not turning her eyes away from her paper work.
The door opened. There was a young office girl with short Blonde hair and a pixie look.
"Afternoon Rosaline. What is up?" Margot looking now to the doorway.
"Bad news. Boss is having a long meeting in about twenty minutes," Rosaline sighed.
"Meeting?" Margot was both curious and afraid.
"It's about retrenchment," Rosaline cried.
Margot gulped. She knew that the credit crunch that the world was facing affected every major company on Earth and that people were getting fried left and right. She prayed that she was not going to be one of them.
WEDNESDAY NIGHT
8PM, TGIF
Reinhardt was sat down with four guys and six ladies. All of them friends of both Reinhardt and Margot.
"Hey Hardt it's already eight. Better give her a call," one of the guys suggested, as he looked at his wristwatch.
"Yeah better do that," Reinhardt agreeing in annoyance.
Reinhardt took out his I Phone and started ringing Margot's cell phone number.
10PM, MARGOT'S WORKPLACE'S CARPARK
Margot opened her car door with her car key and got inside. She put on her seatbelt and started the car engine. The car engine started humming. She saw the time on the car.
Oh shit, Margot thought. She just remembered to be at TGIF. By 8PM. If it had not been for this serious meeting, Margot would have been there much earlier. For her man's birthday.
The meeting was so long and all of them had to turn their cell phones off.
One the bright side she still had a job. Some of her friends were unlucky, as they got laid off work, joining thousands of unemployed Europeans. She then took out her cell phone and saw that 3 missed calls. All from Reinhardt.
Shit, Margot thought.
She tried ringing Reinhardt's cell phone. He wasn't picking it up.
He must be mad at me, Margot thought.
Margot drove out of the car park and headed straight for TGIF. By the time she got there, she parked her car and walked inside TGIF. Once inside, she tried spotting for Reinhardt or any of their other friends. She saw none of them.
A waitress dressed in TGIF working uniform approached Margot.
"Excuse me ma'am, are you waiting to be seated?" the waitress asked Margot.
"Actually I am two hours late. My name is Margot and I am supposed to meet my boyfriend and our friends here," Margot sighed.
"Your boyfriend's name is Reinhardt?" the waitress asked.
"Why yes," Margot started smiling.
"Afraid they left about an hour ago. I was the waitress who served them and (the waitress took out a note) and he told me to give this to you in case you came," the waitress handed Margot a note.
Margot took the note and read it.
It said FORGET THAT I EVER EXISTED. HAVE A GOOD NIGHT. BYE.
Margot started breathing very heavily.
He is mad at me, Margot panicked. Her heart started beating really quick. She was afraid of this. She was afraid that they might break up. Again.
"I got to go," Margot telling the waitress and walked out TGIF.
Margot walked to where her car was parked. She remembered which of their friends were there tonight.
Margot called one female friend up. That friend's name was Angela.
"Hey Margot is everything ok. You didn't show up?" Angela picking up and answering from the other side of the line.
"We had a serious meeting. I had turn off my cell phone and many people at work were being laid off, because of this credit crunch. I am so sorry that I didn't come. I really am. I tried calling Reinhardt but he wouldn't pick up. I know he is mad at me. It's his birthday and I didn't show up. He even left a note for me. Angela I am scared," Margot started crying and panicking.
"Margot I know. Listen. Come over to my place first before you head home. There are some things I need to tell you," Angela trying to be a friend.
"You ... you need something to tell me??" Margot was getting more worried.
"Come here first. I'll see you soon. Bye," Angela hung up.
This is not good, Margot panicked.
Margot got inside her car and drove all the way to Angela's place.
OVER AT ANGELA'S
Margot was sat down in Angela's couch, drinking hot coffee. Angela lived with three other ladies but at the moment none of the others were at home.
"Margot. Tonight Reinhardt lost it. You know that he has such a short temper at times and could be a bully towards other people and get into fights. Well tonight he bashed up Walter and Gulcan," Angela warned.
"What??" Margot was surprised.
Walter and Gulcan were among two of the guys who attended tonight's birthday gathering.
"He called Gulcan a fucking Turk and told him to fuck off back to Turkey. Walter tried stopping him but he was too tall for him and he beat him up. I mean all they said was that something serious must have come up and he was saying that there was no way you could be doing this to him. He was really angry you didn't show up tonight. But he had really lost it this time. I had never seen him so angry before and never so frightening. Maybe you should spend the night here," Angela suggested.
"Angela. I am going to have to see him sometime. He's my partner and..." Margot cried.
" ... and he might beat you up. I am so afraid for anyone who is going to see him right now. Especially you," Angela interrupted.
"I got to go," Margot got up.
"Please stay here. I don't want him to hurt you," Angela begged.
"I love him and he loves me. He'll never hurt me," Margot sounding so defiant.
"Oh yeah you go on ahead. You guys are so perfect for each other. You're just as arrogant as he is you know that. Proud. Defiant," Angela being emotional and hysterical.
Angela was right. Margot was arrogant and very proud. She also had to have things her way, like her man at times.
Margot left Angela's and got inside her own car, reviving the car engine. As the car started humming, Margot drove away from Angela's and towards hers.
As Margot was driving on the road, she knew that she had to explain everything to Reinhardt. Why she was late. How sorry she was that she couldn't make it. She loved him and nothing was going to change that.
She was sure that he loved her just as much and that she was not going to end up like Walter or Gulcan.
She finally arrived at her apartment block's car park, parked her car and got out. She saw his car.
He's here, Margot thought.
She took the lift to the 4th floor and once there, she walked towards her apartment door.
By the time she reached the apartment door, she noticed that the door was not fully close. She pushed the door open.
The lounge lights were still close and so she turned them on. But as she turned them on, she gasped in horror.
Oh my God, she panicked.
The TV screen was smashed. Two of the wooden chairs from the dining table were smashed up on top of the dining table itself. She saw broken glasses pieces everywhere.
"Sweetheart, are you alright?" Margot called out.
She passed by the kitchen hallway and she saw smashed plate and cup pieces on the kitchen tiled floor.
He really has lost it, Margot thought. She even thought that he may have even been drunk.
Margot walked towards the bathroom and she saw the lights open.
"Honey, are you here?" Margot called out.
She saw Reinhardt still dressed in his clothes, lying and soaking himself inside the bath tub, filled with water.
"I can explain everything," Margot kneeling just right beside the bath tub, putting her hand on Reinhardt's shoulder.
Margot felt so guilty and was about to cry.
Reinhardt gave her a strange crazy look.
"Do I know you??" Reinhardt sounded drunk.
"I can explain everything. I know you're so angry with me and I am really sorry about not answering your calls," Margot trying to clarify but she could see that he was not really fully paying attention.
Margot left the bath room.
Tonight Margot decided that she was going to sleep in the guest room and wake up a little bit earlier. She didn't expect him to show up for work tomorrow and so she was going to leave him a note, explaining what happened that night, how sorry she was about the whole thing, how much she loved him and also that she was going to make him some breakfast or brunch and that it'll be in the oven.
THURSDAY AFTERNOON
Margot was working all day inside her office. As she continued working she thought of taking a small break. She took out her cell phone and she saw that she had a text message. She opened it up. It was from Reinhardt. She read it.
The message said I READ YOUR LETTER.
Margot sighed.
He read it, Margot told herself.
By the time it was 6PM, she left work and headed straight for home. She really needed to see Reinhardt. She really needed to be with Reinhardt. On the way home she bought some Chinese takeaway for the two of them as she was not going to cook tonight.
Margot finally got home and when she opened the apartment door with her set of key, Reinhardt was sat on the couch.
"Hi. How is everything? I bought us some Chinese," Margot telling him.
Reinhardt stared at Margot. She noticed that the lounge floor looked clean but the smashed TV was still there.
Margot closed the apartment front door behind her.
Reinhardt gave her a cold stare.
"You know I didn't do this in purpose. It just happened and I wished I could have been there. I really feel upset about all this," Margot walked towards Reinhardt and placed the food on the dining table.
"I love you," Margot being sincere and emotional.
"I know you're scared of me. Maybe Angela or one of the other girls told you that Reinhardt had been a bad boy the other night. At least I cleaned up the mess I created," Reinhardt being sarcastic.
Reinhardt was no idiot and figured that since he did not answer his I Phone, she must have called up the rest, asking what had gone on during her absence.
Margot walked towards Reinhardt.
"Scared of you. I love you. Why the hell would you say such a thing??? Do you know that what you are saying hurts, " Margot was upset at the comment.
Reinhardt got up and strongly gripped her arms.
"Because you think I am going to hurt you. Well if you feel hurt you deserve it," Reinhardt shaking her very aggressively and very emotionally.
"I am sorry that I did not attend my beloved's thirty- sixth birthday.
I know my presence there meant a lot to you but these things happen. I could have been fired from work. Look do you want to punish me or beat me? Is that it? I love you. If you want to hit me go ahead. I'd rather you hit me than losing you. Let's have sex ok. You can tie me up and fuck me as if I am just a whore," Margot crying.
Margot started weeping, mostly out of guilt. And that she as also afraid that something as stupid as this could mean the end of their relationship. To make matters worse, they have been arguing a lot lately for the last couple of weeks over many issues.
Reinhardt looked like he was going to lose control and beat her up but instead he lets go of her and starts smashing his fists against the wall.
Reinhardt stopped hitting the walls and started crying. Margot walked up to him and put her arms on his back.
"It's ok. You have the right to be angry," Margot comforted him.
Reinhardt turned around and forced his lips on hers, kissing her firmly. Reinhardt started hugging her and also started crying, with real sincere tears.
"Why didn't you show up? You know my world ended," Reinhardt letting it all go.
Margot hugged him back.
"It's ok sweetheart. Let's just kiss and make up. How about we sit down and eat dinner together. We'll talk about all this and how I can make it all up to you," Margot still hugging him and moving her arms around his back.
Margot emptied some of the Chinese takeaway meals onto two plates and they both sat down and ate on the couch.
Margot did not want to lose him and before they ate, she said to him, "Look. I know how to make it up to you. I'll tell you after dinner," Margot told Reinhardt.
Reinhardt started smiling.
"Ok," Reinhardt smiled.
Margot already thought of how she could make up for not having shown up at TGIF and this was her way of saying how far she was willing to go to say how sorry she really was and that she would do anything to not have their relationship end.
After they both finished dinner, Margot picked up their plates and washed them on the kitchen sink. As Margot was washing the plates, Reinhardt came up to her.
"Thanks for the takeaway Marge," Reinhardt started playing with her short brown hair. "Listen I was thinking of making us coffee? Do you want one?" Reinhardt asked her lovingly.
"Yes please," Margot was smiling back at him.
After Reinhardt finished making them coffee, they both were leaning against the kitchen counters and faced each other.
"Reinhardt I love you with all my heart. I am so sorry that I didn't show up yesterday. I don't want to lose you ... again. I will do everything to ensure that we don't break up again," Margot looked at him emotionally.
Reinhardt held his cup and just stared at her. Margot put her cup down by the counter.
"You always wanted to have sex with me. Well I owe it to you. Yes I will have sex with you," Margot looked at him emotionally.
Reinhardt put his cup down, being a bit confused.
"I ... I don't understand what you mean. We always have sex. Every night," Reinhardt was puzzled.
"What I mean to say Reinhardt is that I am offering myself to you. I am offering my ass to you," Margot sighed ... in defeat.
"Wh-what??" Reinhardt started getting excited. He was not sure if she said what he thought she had just said.
She realised that she had just made his night and his dreams come true as this was what he had always wanted.
From her.
That he was finally going to fuck Margot in the ass.
"Yes Reinhardt. You can fuck me in the ass. You can put your dick up my ass," Margot giving herself away but her eyes looked partly reluctant.
Reinhardt could see it in her eyes.
"But you really don't want to. I can see it in your eyes. You are scared ... that I am going to hurt you," Reinhardt looking at her.
He gave her that look that he was a kid that had his candy taken away from him.
"Yes I am scared. But this is what you want," Margot crying.
"You are offering your ass to me but this is not something you really want to do," Reinhardt sounding grumpy.
Margot walked to Reinhardt, putting her arms around him and looking him up in the eye.
"No I am yours. I am giving myself to you heart and soul. But not tonight. I have never done this before and I still have to go to work tomorrow so you can fuck my ass tomorrow night. I mean if my ass soars, I won't be able to go to work," Margot cried.
Reinhardt started laughing in a friendly way.
"Ok I understand that you think you'll get sick and your ass will hurt and your entire body. I'm ok with us having anal sex tomorrow night. How about for the whole weekend. Just to show that you really are sorry," Reinhardt pushing his luck and being kinky at the same time.
Margot did not like the idea that her ass was going to get fucked for not just one night but two. She did owe it to him and so...
"Ok sweetheart. My ass is yours tomorrow night and on Saturday night. I'm all yours. I won't complain. You will have my full cooperation," Margot looking at him lovingly.
Reinhardt was over-excited with joy that he hugged her really lovingly and excitedly, kissing her on her head and saying, "You have no idea how happy you have made me. You are finally giving me something that I have always wanted for a long time."
Yeah. At the price of my own comfort, Margot thought.
That same night they had sex. Reinhardt was fucking Margot's cunt really hard and really fast. She was screaming and sweating at the same time. He was fucking her cunt and also was sucking very hard on both her nipples.
As Reinhardt was on top of her and both his hands pinning down her wrists in that darkness, he started saying something to her, "Margot. Since tomorrow night is the big night for me, and your birthday present to me, I was thinking that tomorrow you don't drive to work and that I'll drive you to work and pick you at the same time too. This is what I also want and you will be making it up to me if you let me drive you and pick you up too."
Margot didn't like the idea as if she drove in her own car, she could take her sweet little time tomorrow night before she submitted being his personal willing sex slave.
But she had to make him happy now, even if it meant that this was going to start feeling like a master-and- slave relationship.
"If that is what you want," Margot looking up to him.
"That is what I want. Hell yeah," Reinhardt thrusting his cock deep into her pussy, making her scream and wiggle.
After they had finished having sex, Reinhardt hugged Margot under that blanket very protectively.
"I'm glad you're my girl who'll do anything for her man," Reinhardt was excited.
What choice do I have? Margot thought.
"I wish it was Friday night already," Reinhardt breathed very heavily.
It was bets not to think about tomorrow night as once it's there, she had to endure whatever it was he was going to make her endure.
FRIDAY MORNING
Margot got inside Reinhardt's car by the passenger's side. Reinhardt got inside the driver's seat. Reinhardt looked at her and smiled.
"I really am so excited about tonight," Reinhardt smiling at her and then kissed her on the cheek.
"Yeah," Margot sounding that she was still willing to go through with it and that this was something new, trying not to think how painful it might be.
Reinhardt drove off.
FRIDAY EVENING
7PM.
Margot walked off her working place building. She saw a car parked not far from the exit and next to the pavement across the street. It was Reinhardt's car. He saw her and honked. Margot walked towards the car and got inside.
"So what do you want to have for dinner?" Margot trying to suggest that she was going to cook something.
Reinhardt kissed her on the lips. She kissed back.
"I was going to take us out for dinner. I was thinking of Persian," Reinhardt smiled at her.
"Persian sounds good to me," Margot smiled back.
They were going to go to a Persian restaurant.
"I am taking out my princess for dinner tonight since she is going to make my wish come true. But she doesn't have to worry too much. I would take good care of her tonight too," Reinhardt smiled and then started driving off.
Margot was his "exotic Persian Princess" and that he always implied how they were good together since he was the stereotypical German, being Blond and athletic, and that she was the stereotypical Persian (never mind her father being German), being Brunette and more brainy.
FRIDAY NIGHT
10PM, THEIR PLACE
Margot just closed the apartment door behind her.
"Hey listen, how about we drink something first?" Margot suggested.
"I would suggest Red Bull. Don't worry. Sit down in the sofa and I'll get it," Reinhardt said.
Margot sat on the couch and Reinhardt brought their Red Bull can drinks.
"To tonight. An event I'll always cherish. And to us" Reinhardt cheering his can in the air towards Margot and then started drinking.
Margot raised her can and then she started drinking from it too.
After they finished drinking, Reinhardt took both their can drinks and walked away. Less then a minute later he came back to the lounge.
"Margot I can't wait. Let's go to the bedroom," Reinhardt excitedly pulled her by the hand and she got up. They walked to their bedroom.
Inside their bedroom, they both stripped until they were both naked.
Once naked, Reinhardt walked up to Margot and looked her in the eye.
"I want to say thank you. For all this," Reinhardt smiled with excitement.
Margot started breathing heavily, and then sighing a bit.
"You're frightened aren't you," Reinhardt looked her in the eye.
Margot nodded. Her heart was starting to beat a bit faster.
"Look you don't have to be afraid. I'll be gentle on you. You know I won't hurt you," Reinhardt started fondling her hair and moved the back of his left hand against her cheek lovingly.
"Reinhardt tonight my life is in your hands. I am all yours and I have no idea what is going to happen to me," Margot started whimpering. Normally she was tough and defiant but tonight she was not anything of that sort. If she was anything she someone scare as she entering uncharted territory.
"Margot I love you. I promise I'll take good care of you if anything happens," Reinhardt leading her by the hand to their bed.
"This is the first time I am doing this. I have no idea what I am doing," Margot sounding a bit more worried.
"Ok I'll guide you. Don't worry. Just climb up to bed on your knees," Reinhardt climbing the bed and Margot following suit. She moved to the middle of their bed and was on her knees.
"Ok press your hands against the bed on all fours," Reinhardt started groping her from behind and on her breasts.
Margot went on all fours.
"You know what. On second thought, maybe you should lie face down. But I'll pass you your pillow and just lie your chest on it so that you don't suffocate," Reinhardt grabbing her pillow and passing it below her breasts.
Margot repositioned her whole body. She lied down, facing towards the bed but her breasts touched the pillow and so her face was three inches away from the bed.
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From A Society Girl From A Society Girl To A Slave Anonymous Chapter I All the inhabitants of the villageof Kronink in Scotland know the castle of Kelingtonwhich stands majestically a few miles outside of the village, and which neverfails to draw all the visiting tourists who are struck by the mysterious charmof its old-fashioned towers looming at the horizon and surrounded by the thickvegetation of an immense park. In that castle lived Lord Kelington, the heir of an oldScottish family...
How Jenna’s journey as a slave beganJenna had always been brought up as a proper girl. She was shielded by her parents in aspects of her life. Now at the age of 19 she had just gotten her first computer with internet access. She could not wait to go upstairs and use her pc with the internet. But she was stuck helping her mom with the cleaning of the house for her moms work guests that where coming over. Jenna’s mother came into the room at 6:30 and said she could do what she wanted for the rest...
Blue collar Master, white collar slave. 3by 2NN This story depicts homosexuality and very extreme S&M. If you are aminor or this offends you, go elsewhere now. PrologueI sit on the couch in my owner's house, dressed every bit theslave I am. My body from the tips of my toes to my eyelashes iscompletely and permanently hairless, smooth, soft and beautifullytanned. My upper body is clad in a thin, soft and pink rubber T-shirtand my ass is clad in a pair of outrageously short and...
Submissive slave Kara was lost. All the men she dated just seemed superficial and bland. She needed more or less, she didn’t know. Then she met Phil. He owned his own company and was into the import and export of goods from Africa and Indonesia. He was the most confidant man she had ever known but until she landed the secretary job she only knew his name and his reputation as a businessman. On their first real date they ate a lite dinner and he invited her to his place. They had had lunch in...
Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of having a Black mistress and becoming a white slave for the Black Race. it had been briefly married to a white trophy wife, but the demands of the rat-race of white society had brought that to an end. Like most...
Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of having a Black mistress and becoming a white slave for the Black Race.it had been briefly married to a white trophy wife, but the demands of the rat-race of white society had brought that to an end. Like most white...
Eunuch Slave to My Wife The Consent As my wife snapped the lock closed on the chastity cage that fitted over my limp penis, I didn’t think that that would be the last time it would be free, But now 2 years later I’m a slave to my wife and her sex partners, yes that’s all they are to her, After 30 years of marriage and a great sex life I was unfortunate to have a severe stroke, although I have made a full recovery, our sex life took a dive as I became impudent, hardly...
Olga’s note: Stephenie Meyer, author of the Twilight novels, wrote a short story retold from the viewpoint of a minor character, someone who walks into the scene of one of her novels and is almost immediately killed. In my stories, at least the ones so far, the first-person viewpoints of characters in my Aghara-Penthay shave all been women on special missions, or women captured to order, which means they’ve been missing out on the experience of a more regular slave – someone unlucky caught...
The SlaveAs it gets later into the night I realize my slave has had nothing to eat or drink, nor has he been allowed personal bathroom time. I excuse myself and head downstairs to allow him up to stretch and take care of things. I asked my roommates to fix him something light to eat and I grab a bottle of chilled water to take with me for him.I sit down on the side of the bed and he jumps, startled at my presence. I grab his balls firmly and ask him if he plans to give me problems if I let him...
First Slave By captv8td [email protected] 1Angela saw the slight nod from the woman. That was her cue. She stepped forward as she had a dozen other times earlier this evening. This was the last one so it would be her final chore for the evening.She stood behind the girl. They were all so young tonight; beautiful but young. The naked redheaded girl who was fastened to the short post with her wrists cuffed behind her trembled. Angela wished that she could whisper something...
Depending on the severity of the session the Mistress desires, any deadlines or measured pain can be adjusted upward or downward for Her amusement and pleasure. 1. The slave must eat his own cum. To my mind, this is a basic requirement, omitted only when Mistress is feeling merciful. Not only is it very humiliating for most men, performing such an act immediately after coming, when desire and therefore submissiveness is at its lowest level, is difficult for many. Drinking it from a cupped hand...
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...
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...
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...
......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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
“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...
College Sex“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...
College SexMy 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...
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...
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...
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...
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. ...
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...
******************************************************************************** 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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
The summer before last I bumped into a Dom at Silverdaddies.com who lives in the Poconos - about an hour's drive North of where I live - who has a very private, secluded cabin in the woods and who said he 'owned' a slave and that he needed assistance in training. This slave was a good looking older guy with a great body. He was completely shaved and smooth. The Dom I think had exhausted himself trying to keep up with the desires of this slave and was looking for help in meeting the slave’s...
Persian SlaveA work of fantasy by Wolf Ferret ([email protected])Set in ancient Persia about 500BC. Darya was bored. She was 19 and had lived in a harem all her life. But her father had been a very rich man. His harem had 3 wives and 4 concubines plus all the attending slave girls and many daughters. There had always been plenty of playmates and women to share the gossip.Now she was married to Baron Firuz. He was 20 years older than Darya and she was his only wife. He also had only 3...
When I saw the man walking towards me, my dick started to twitch. Even fromhalf a block away, he was sexy. As he got closer, his dick hardened more.The man was medium height, wearing boots, jeans and t-shirt. He was theperfect looking Daddy, with barrel chest and beer belly. He was rugged,with a big bushy mustache.The man saw my gaze and stared at me intently. I started to blush, butdidn't look away. The man came up to him and put out a big hand."Hey fella, noticed you looking at me. You're a...
My Master's Suck Slavei felt butterflies in my tummy on the night of my debut as my Master’s suck slave. When my Master & i arrived at the place of festivities, i thought my knees would fold from the heady mix of excitement, nervousness and the urgent need to please my Master, and the dread of being exhibited and made to perform for this crowd of dominant strangers, friends and acquaintances of my Master. i felt a raw, hot red blush spread all over my skin?.too much excitement?.too much...
Oh dear excuse Mistress a moment, help Her up, it seems Mistress has guests, please wait here as Mistress goes to see who is at the door. What a surprise, My pet, two of Mistress lady friends, Anne and Sally, have arrived – go and get some more wine and glasses, please My pet. Mistress’s friends look on in astonishment as Her sexy slave gets up from his kneeling position and obediently goes inside to do as told. Oh My pet, the questions, the curiosity. Mistress laughingly and with great...
Lunch for my slaveI had ordered my slave to meet me for lunch at a fast food restaurant. Now I personally don’t eat that muck, but it’s certainly most suitable for my slave. It was quite a cold day so I was well wrapped up in my long fur coat, leather gloves and high, stiletto shoes. I had instructed my slave to wear only shorts and a tee shirt, and to sit at a table outside to await my arrival. Naturally, I kept the slave waiting for some time; waiting for its owner increases the slave’s...
WESTHILL, ABERDEENSHIRE OUTSKIRTS OF ABERDEEN, SCOTLAND 1 MAY 2010The city of Aberdeen was one of the largest cities in Scotland, and the large community on the coast of the North Sea had a long and rich tradition of performing arts, something that translated to make the 2010 Aberdeen Renaissance Faire one of the greatest cultural expos in Scotland for the year. Thousands of volunteers from across the United Kingdom had helped effectively build from the bottom-up a recreation of a...
I am Anabella and this is my first day as the owned slave of my Master Sir Michael.I flew over yesterday from Paris to enter into slavery.It was a difficult and scary decision, to leave my country, but now I am here,with my Master.He picked me up at the airport, and I knew immediately that I took the right decision, that I am at the right place, when I saw Him waiting for me and smiling at me.He gave me a kiss on my forehead and said: welcome my slave!Of course I felt a bit fear, but He gently...
Angel My SlavePROLOGUEI met my slave Angel on the net and we shared Master and slave fantasies for along while before we finally met in person, she is beautiful and with a very sexy body. 5 ft. 9 in., 125 lb., 36C-24-36, long blonde hair with just a hint of red and soft green eyes. When we met for the first time, I seduced her immediately turning her into my obedient sex slave over night, using her tall slender body as I wished and as often as I wanted for what ever pleased me.Angel was the...
Introduction: I am a slave who is owned in every way by Master. His pleasure is my only aim. He does to me whatever he chooses! Slave. Part one. 1. I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a pretty silver pendant with a diamond initial on it. But to me it is so much more than...
foreword:this is not mine i did not type it. just spreading it for the rightful owners. Introduction: I am a slave who is owned in every way by Master. His pleasure is my only aim. He does to me whatever he chooses! Slave. Part one. 1. I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a...
Slave1. I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a pretty silver pendant with a diamond initial on it. But to me it is so much more than that. It was the happiest day of my life, the day I received that pendant. I had not been serving Master for very long, just long enough for...
Chronicles ??????????????? -1-Fantoura, Monday February 3rd, 1997. 1:14 AM.Hello diary! This is pam writing to you. it likes to call itself "slave slut filthy piece of shit; pam" and it doesn't like to use the first pronoun when referring to itself. it simply uses "it" because this is how a slave should refer to itself and pam is a slave deep inside. it is writing this on its PC while sitting on a bottle in a very painful and humiliating position. it is stark naked although it is...
Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences: don't read this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is highly...
The rain was pounding down, soaking Dan to the skin as he trudged along the side of the road The rain was pounding down, soaking Dan to the skin as he trudged along the side of the road.? It had been almost an hour since he had left his car in a twisted heap wrapped around a large oak tree.? With the weather having turned so nasty and him not being familiar with the back roads in his new community, he had barely had time to react when his car started to skid off of the road.? He was...
My owned slave My owned slave Sir I would like to apply to be the slavegirl you require for your next story to be read by everyone online. My name is Rowena and some of my stories are on this site for you to read and find out about me and the things I like. I love public humiliation, abject slavery, bondage and pain. Please tell me Sir what you demand of ne and if you would consider this slut. Personal Details I am 32 female single and bi-sexual. I am fair skinned with light blue...
Introduction: In a future society where slavery is accepted, Adam1992 is bred and born a slave. This story is about Adams first six months after being purchased for the first time. SLAVE Alan Goodman had never considered himself to be a cruel man. He never thought hed be a slave owner, didnt really like the idea, not until he saw Adam. Alans good friend Matt had dragged him along to a special slave sale. It was special because it was only the crè,me de la crè,me of slaves, those...
"Mom! That's not fair!" Robbie protested. "I told you that if you forgot to take out the garbage for pickup one more time that you'd be grounded for a week. Well, you forgot. What will we do until next week?" "But Mom, Dani was supposed to wake me," he protested. "She deliberately didn't wake me up." "Oh, right, asshole," sneered Robbie's sister, Dani. "Dani, I've told you about your language," Ellen admonished her daughter. "Robbie, you're still grounded and...