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Sloane had the ability to control the minds and bodies of people. He possessed a powerful ring called the Eye Of Mephisto. The ring gave him wealth and power. He could have any woman he wanted, and he often did. Nothing was beyond his reach.

Currently he was the owner of a successful production company in Hollywood. He made movies and this gave him accsess to a lot of female celebrities. He lured the stars to his office and enslaved them with the ring. Once under his control,they were helpless and obeyed him totally.

Sloane had recently entranced Winona Ryder and Christina Ricci. Both actresses were now part of his private harem of sex slaves. He was going to add another celebrity to the ranks today.

The hot teen tennis star, Martina Hingis was due at his place any time now. Sloane couldn't wait to bring the girl under his influence. Martina was 16 years old and one hot piece of ass. Sloane had seen her play tennis many times and he figured she woud be ripe for the plucking.

Martina was an excellent athlete but she wanted to branch out and do movies. Sloane had heard the story and had immediately set up an appointment to meet with her. But the girl was a bit arrogant and had insisted on the time they would meet.

Martina showed up at his place in the middle of the morning. She came to the meeting right after tennis practice. Sloane probed her mind to learn more about the teenager. She was a hot little number and needed to be fucked and put in her place.

Miss Hingis trapsed into his office like she owned the place. She had on a white collared tennis shirt and a short blue skirt that barely cover her thighs. She liked attention and she knew her nubile body drove men crazy. She was the object of many a man's dreams. She threw her gym back on his chair and looked at his office with distaste.

She had short brown hair and a sweet smile that made her look like the girl next door. But Sloane knew better than to fall for her act. Martina was full of herself, she was the best at tennis and her ego matched her talent. She used people and tossed them aside when she no longer needed them.

Her breasts were medium sized and delectible. Martina demanded something to drink and started to boss Sloane around. She told him how she wanted things to be and that was a major mistake on her part. Sloane gave orders, he did not take them.

Martina turned out to be a spoiled brat and he grew tired of her snotty attitude real fast. Sloane concentrated and started to delve into the girl's mind. The ring on his finger grew warm as it worked its magic for him.

The teen sensation felt suddenly strange and dizzy. She didn't know that Sloane was reprogramming her mind and bending her to his will. He listened to Martina blab endlessly until her could take no more.

Sloane told the girl to shut up and she looked at him as though she'd been slapped across the face. How dare he talk to her like that she yelled at him. Who the hell did he think he was? Sloane yelled for her to shut her mouth and to Martina's suprise she did what he told her to do.

His mind control was starting to take over her brain and she would not be able to say no to him. Martina quietly went and sat on the sofa. She was very scared.

She had no control over her body and she had to do as Sloane instructed. She knew he was doing something to her head and she was in trouble. Sloane sat in a chair and told the girl to come to him. Martina got up and went to him. She was obedient and laid down on his lap. Her upper body and legs hung down over the sides of his legs and her torso rested on top of his legs. Martina was on her stomach and her ass was in the air.

It was time for Martina to be punished. Sloane raised his hand and abruptly brought it down on her wiggling ass with a loud slap. Martina yipped in pain and jerked in his lap. He was spanking her! She could not believe this. She had willingly walked to him and was now getting her bottom tanned.

She was outraged, she had not been spanked since she was a small child. Sloane paddled her ass over and over, each blow stinging more than the last. He lifted her skirt so her panty covered behind was shown to him. Martina cursed and screamed in pain as she was spanked.

The hitting increased in intensity and she was soon crying like a baby from the pain. Her ass was grew sore and red from the conitual slaps from his large hand. Martina squirmed in his lap and her body rubbed against his crotch.

She gave no indication if she felt his stiff cock poke into her stomach or not. The girl cried in shame as she was humiliated by a total stranger. She was soon begging Sloane to stop spanking her.

Martina promised to be a good girl and do as he said. Sloane gently massaged her ass with his hand and she was soon feeling the heat in her loins. She was becoming aroused from his touch. She got off his lap and rubbed her aching backside. She had no inention of making Sloane angry again.

Martina apologized to Sloande and waited for his orders. He had taken the little bitch down a peg or two and that was good. He had the girl lift up her skirt with her hands and show him her white panties.

Sloane made her parade around the room with her skirt held up and he laughed at her humiliation. Martina sobbed as she posed for him. She didn't want to do it but she dared not anger Sloane. He felt up her ass and Martina found herself liking being molested.

He had ignited her sexual desire and she was very horny. Martina stripped of her shirt for him and stood there clad in her skirt and bra. She was ashamed and excited at the same time.

Sloane had her stand next to him and he proceeded to feel her pert young breasts with his hands. Martina moaned as he accosted her heaving bosom. Her body shivered as waves of lust ran through her body. She was a quivering mass of flesh as he fondled her tits and ass. It was time to get down to business.

He told Martina to lay on the sofa, she protested but got quiet when he smacked her ass again. Martia was sexually inexperienced but she knew something bad was abouto happen. She laid down on the sofa with her hands resting on her waist and legs.

Martina's hand slipped from her waist and up to her ripe breast. Her fingers teased the taut nipple through her bra. She laid back on the sofa and stretched out full length on it. And before she knew what hapened her skirt was bunched up around her waist and she had unclasped her bra.

The teenager's hands were caressing her naked breasts, rolling the nipples between her fingers. Then her hand slipped between her legs and stroked her inner thighs. The hand roved over loins and wouldn't stay out of her panties. Without warning, Martina slid her fingers under the waistband of her panties and began massaging her silky mound of pubic hair between her flaring thighs. "No! Sloane don't make me do this! Please!" the tennis player gasped at the first contact of her finger upon her swollen clit. Ignoring the girl's protests, Sloane made her continue stroking herself between the legs.

Martina slowly worked the middle finger into the tight confines of her virginal slit. The constant rubbing of her clit was arousing and made her tingle. Sloane mentally commanded the girl to play with herself in front of him. Martina wanted to stop the humiliating violation of her chastity but her body would not cooperate.

Hot waves of desire coursed through her innocent frame. Martina squirmed her trim ass down into the sofa. 'It feels so good. Give in and enjoy it.' - a voice whispered in the back of her mind. "Sloane! Please let me stop! I'm begging you. Stop this!" she panted. Martina knew that in this aroused state she wouldn't be able to hold out long. Her fingers kept massaging her pussy and clit with need. Martina moaned in ectasy, she heard the metallic sound of a zipper being opened. She looked up to see Sloane taking the nylon cover off her tennis racket. He handed the racket to her and said, "You know what to do with this."

Her eyes opened wide in shock when a series of images suddenly flashed through her mind. "No! Please! Don't make me do this!" the athlete pleaded in vain. Sloane saw the fear in her eyes and smiled. Martina took the tennis racket from him and placed the end of the blunt racket between her parted legs. "You're going to fuck that hot pussy of yours with that whether you like it or not." Sloane told the frightened girl.

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Storyhub

Hey, this is just the starting point of hopefully a bunch of crazy and erotic stories. Feel free to just skip this part and start by choosing a story path of your liking, wether it might be for reading or adding chapters. We would also like to encourage you to add your own stories, if you like. No matter how short or long, how explicit or tame. We could just end the introduction here, but we'd like to remind you that all characters that take part in any sexual action are grown ups, 18 years or...

1 year ago
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Husband Turned on by Storytime

She then said, “It was Storytime night and that always ends with us having smoking hot sex”. Curious to what that meant I asked, “What is Storytime?” She said, “OMG it is so hot. John loves it when I tell him a sex story from my past or tell him a sex fantasy while I lay next to him and play with his dick. It is such great foreplay and it has really improved our sex life. We both get so horny. You should try it sometime”. This story is about how I discovered a kinky way to turn my husband on.

Married
4 years ago
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Reminiscence Entwining part 2 Storylines

Reminiscence – Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...

2 years ago
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Reminiscence Entwining part 2 Storylines

Reminiscence - Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...

First Time
1 year ago
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The Storyteller

After picking up her coffee, Meara looked around the crowded café for a seat. Every seat seemed to be filled. After looking further, she noticed a table in the corner where a man about her age sat typing on his laptop, and the seat next to him was vacant. Approaching him, she said, "There are no other available seats; would you mind if I join you?" "No, you're welcome to join me," responded Sam. "Just let me finish recording my thought, here, and I'll put this away." "Don't stop on...

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Review this Story

Review this Story Thisstory has been edited by Chksng19. Any errors in grammar, punctuation orspelling are either an intentional part of the story or the result of MadLews mucking about with the text after it was properly edited Authors Notes: This is a work of fiction and all characters are entirely fictional.If you see yourself in this story you are sitting entirely too close tothe monitor. The fictional characters in this story are all at least 18 years old,even Larry. Some may feel the...

3 years ago
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Your own sex story

When i look for sex storys i look for ones that have my interest, i want to know yours so you can get the best enjoyment out of reading my storys. post a comment and tell me want you want in my story, i already have a base idea for a plot but it will keep changing as i add in what you want. also if you want to add a charecter i will take your suggestions. please note that this is still my story and im the writer. thank you and please leave alot of ideas!!! -QOH P.S. if you have any plots...

2 years ago
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A sad depressed and bittersweet story

A sad, depressed and bittersweet story. Disclaimer: All though inspired by a real story, this is fiction. It is a story-taking place in a horrible society where money and money only makes the world going round. Disgusting events according to Danish standard are described and I would wish that we could save the world back from Denmark, so people did not need to go trough such a life, but we can only watch the unjust to happen. The solution has to come from the government on the Philippines....

4 years ago
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RSVP A Halloween Story

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

2 years ago
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Aoife the Queen Maker A Halloween Story

1Aoife, the Queen Maker - A Halloween Storyby The TechnicianHalloween, Romance, Fantasy = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =  The arrow falls; the door opens; the Queen is made.This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland."Aoife, the Queen Maker" is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot that I...

3 years ago
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A Second Visit from Saint Michael A Halloween Story

A few of the references in this sequel will make more sense if you have read “A Visit From Saint Michael,” but it does stand totally on its own and can be enjoyed even if you have never read the first story. This story centers around non-consensual pain, humiliation and slavery. If such a premise disturbs you, then I would advise you to skip this story. Or you can skim past those sections and read a very interesting tale involving one of the “old gods” of Mexico and much of South...

2 years ago
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The Garden Bench Backstory

I have seen this lady a couple of times now, as it turned out, always on the 16th of the month, always at 2:30 in the afternoon. There always seemed to be purpose in her visit. Her visage purposeful.On this summers day, she looked so beautiful in her pink summer calf length frock. I looked at my watch and decided to take my break. Life in the gardens for staff could be hard physical work and for me, a young guy on placement from horticultural college, this was my life. It was all I ever wanted...

Masturbation
2 years ago
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Strangers on a Train part 3 Restaurant Shennanigans and a Bit of Backstory

I woke up to the warm pressure of Sofia’s supple skin pressed against my naked body. Did last night really happen? How could this woman be real? It seemed to good to be true. But, it was true, every glorious moment of it. I lay in bed lingering for a moment, taking in Sofia’s scent, nose nuzzled against her graceful neck. The improbable geometry of her body, the physical manifestation of quadratic functions, created a topographic map comprised of rolling hills and valleys beneath the...

4 years ago
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Backstory

Note: I mentioned in ‘The Next Morning’ that it was part of a longer story. Well, here’s the beginning of that story, drenched in the grief of a man who has lost his wife, who wakes up every morning wondering how to go on and then, one day, wakes up on a private island in the South Pacific. He’s comfortable enough. There is a beautiful beach house fitted out with every known amenity (and some that are still unknown). But the grief stays with him. And then, on the first anniversary of her death,...

3 years ago
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I Wish I Had Gone FishingChapter 5 The Backstory

When I crawled to Sally, too weak and sick to walk, I suspected my end was near. It felt like life and energy was ebbing out of me. I thought I was dying, so I panicked! Throwing caution to the wind, the hell with the consequences, like someone parched, I sucked life giving fluids from Sally’s pussy, my fountain of life. Immediately, I began to feel better, stronger. My mind cleared. Sally had been gang raped! What was I swallowing? I remember the damp towel now. Sally must have used the...

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