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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.

Reinhardt went behind her and positioned his cock just
over her anus.

“Ok Margot. I am going to push my cock slowly into your
ass. It shouldn’t hurt even for the first time,”
Reinhardt assuring her.

Margot felt the tip of his large cock touching her ass
cheeks. She winched and sighed. It felt funny to have
something that was about to enter her ass.

Margot started making much louder breathing sound as
Reinhardt slowly moved his cock into her asshole.
Reinhardt put his hands over her wrists as her hands
were by the side of her head.

Reinhardt made his first cock movement inside her ass.

“Please be gentle. I am not used to this,” Margot
whimpering.

“Trust me. You are going to enjoy this once you get
used to it. Look if anything goes wrong we still have
the lights on so not to worry,” Reinhardt was sure that
once she had this type of sex, she would enjoy it a lot
more and perhaps even ask for it.

Reinhardt started fucking her ass, moving his cock
inside her ass up-and-down. Margot started screaming.
As Reinhardt continued hammering her ass, Margot
started screaming. It felt a bit nice but she had to be
honest that it felt painful, like having her tooth
being removed by a dentist.

Reinhardt started fucking her ass harder and faster, as
he got carried away. Margot started screaming, both in
pain and what she deemed as self-degrading. She felt
that this act was degrading and how she did not want
Reinhardt to have his way (this was one way of many
ways) and now she was giving in to him, forcing herself
to push away her own ego and just submit to his
“demand”. She hated his domineering personality at
times and his arrogance as it balanced against her own
but this was one act that showed that he was ultimately
the winner, and thus a psychological bruise on her own
ego and arrogance and pride.

Reinhardt pushed her wrists really hard against the bed
as he continued hammering her asshole with uncontrolled
excitement.

Reinhardt felt really powerful. Not only he felt
powerful as he was fucking the ass of a woman and a
sign of what he perceived as man’s natural domination
over women (in that of German men being superior even
to other men) but that he finally got to fuck Margot’s
ass and how it was making him feel that this was the
first time he had total power and control over her. He
was starting to get consumed by his power drunkenness
and enjoyed having his cock moving around and
dominating her entire body through her asshole.

As Reinhardt started fucking her really hard, like he
owned her and could do anything and whatever he wanted
with her, Margot started screaming.

She was in total physical pain. His cock was really
smashing up her asshole as his strength and speed was
starting to be too much for her ass to bear.

“Stop. Please stop. It hurts,” Margot cried, with tears
flowing down her eyes.

Reinhardt managed to get a control over himself and
then slowly moved himself and his cock out of Margot’s
asshole.

He could see that she was in real pain and crying and
screaming.

“Sweetheart. It’s ok,” Reinhardt seeing his cum stains
all over her ass cheeks. He could see from the way her
legs were stretched that her entire body was in pain.

“It hurts. It hurts,” Margot just screaming.

Reinhardt automatically remembered what he had done to
the prostitutes whom he had anal sex with many times
and how they cried from his violent ass-fucking and how
their pimp said that their ass and body would be
soothed by soaking in a bath water.

“Sweetheart wait here,” Reinhardt getting off the bed
and headed straight for the bath tub. He turned on the
tap water, as he was running bath water, being a
mixture of hot and cold.

Reinhardt let the bath water as he went back to the
bedroom and patted Margot on her head. She was in total
pain and judging from the way she was crying he knew
that she probably could not get up or walk, like as if
she was banged by something really hard and painful.

“I am running you a bath water. Once it is finished,
I’ll carry you there and you will feel much better,”
Reinhardt fondling her hair as she was still faced down
crying, as her tears were flooding the bed.

In the past he had watched the prostitutes he had
fucked very hard on the ass cry but he did not care.
This time he cared because it was Margot’s ass that he
fucked and she meant the world to him.

Reinhardt went to check the bath water. As the bath
water ran for ten minutes it looked like it was finally
full. He turned the taps off.

Reinhardt went back to the bedroom and slowly pushed
and turned Margot’s body over so that she faced the
ceiling. As he was so strong and muscular he managed to
balance his arms behind her back and carried her body
like as if she was a child. He carried her out of the
bedroom and all the way to the bathroom, where he
gently lowered her body onto the bath water.

“In about a minute your body would start to feel much
better. You are going to have lay here in the bath
water for an hour or two,” Reinhardt being very loving,
caring and assuring that he was upset for having caused
Margot physical pain.

Margot looked like a rape victim and her face looked
sick and exhausted and battered up.

“Please don’t go. I don’t want to be alone,” Margot
pleading with him as her pain started easing up, thanks
to the bath water making her legs and arms and ass feel
much much better.

“Ok. But let me get you water and I’ll join you here,”
Reinhardt assured.

Reinhardt left and came back with a glass of water.

“Here drink this,” Reinhardt offering her the glass
water and still holding it as she tried drinking from
it. When she was finished he took the glass away and
came back to the bathroom.

“Ok sweetheart your Reinhardt is going to join you,”
Reinhardt climbing over the bath water and lying next
to her. The bath tub was big enough for 2 persons.

Reinhardt put his arm around her shoulder.

“How do you feel?” Reinhardt asked her gently.

“Much better. Thanks for this bath,” Margot sounding
grateful and…meek.

“Hey. I said if anything happened I would take care of
you,” Reinhardt trying to take care of Margot and
trying to comfort her as much as he can.

Margot looked at him, very weak and fragile and as if
her life really now was in his hands.

“Margot thank you for tonight. You gave yourself to me
and you made my night and I’m sorry that it turned out
this way. Just to let you know that if you are in pain,
then I am also in pain,” Reinhardt looking down on her
and trying not to look arrogant, as he knew that his
arrogance and arrogant sneers in the past made her
angry and furious.

“And I am going to be here with you for as long as it
takes. Ok,” Reinhardt being emotional.

Margot just nodded her head.

Reinhardt talked about the good times that they had and
how they were one day going to go on vacation to Ibiza
or Hawaii or somewhere much warmer than Germany.

“You know I am glad that we are boyfriend and
girlfriend. I enjoy spending time with you more than
with anyone else,” Reinhardt said.

They laid long enough until it seemed to Reinhardt they
had been in the bath for more than two hours and so he
turned to Margot.

“How do you feel now?” Reinhardt asked her in a loving
way.

“Much better. My body feels much better now,” Margot
sounding much healthier but still more humbler and not
really her full self.

“Sweetheart we get out here in five minutes and I’ll
make us some hot drinks,” Reinhardt offered.

“Sounds good to me,” Margot just agreed, only because
he suggested it and he knew that.

Reinhardt and Margot finally got off the bath water and
when Reinhardt checked the time, it was already 5 in
the morning. They got dried up and got dressed and went
to the lounge. Reinhardt made them both hot drinks.
Deep down he felt guilty because he had enjoyed fucking
her ass (of any woman’s ass) and she paid the price for
it, namely her comfort and health.

Half-an-hour later, they both went back to bed.

“Margot why don’t you rest your head on my chest so I
can play with your hair,” Reinhardt suggested as they
both laid there in the darkness.

Margot moved her head away from her pillow and laid her
head on his chest. Reinhardt started fondling her hair.

“I just want to say again that I am sorry about
tonight. If you didn’t love me you wouldn’t have tried
making up for my thirty-sixth birthday. I just want you
to know that I am grateful and just want to let you
know how I appreciated all this. I know I can be an
arrogant dick at times but I still love you,” Reinhardt
speaking to her.

Margot sounded as if she had fallen asleep.

Reinhardt did not want her to think that their sex was
far more important than their “love relationship” and
he remembered that she had also agreed to have anal sex
with him…tomorrow night. He felt tempted but already
felt guilty about what happened tonight.

SATURDAY AFTERNOON

“Margot. Margot,” Reinhardt was shoving Margot’s
shoulder.

She woke up. She saw her boyfriend crouching over on
the bed.

“I made us breakfast. Actually brunch. It’s after
twelve,” Reinhardt said.

Margot got up, cleaned herself in the bathroom and
joined Reinhardt in the lounge. They both had
breakfast.

That whole Saturday had been funny. Reinhardt still
felt guilty for what he did to Margot. Since 1PM all
the way to 4PM, he had been ordering Margot to do
things (knowing that he could but not sure why he
could) like clean up some of the messes he made while
spilling his beer drinks, get him cans of beer without
having to get up himself, give him massages, and also
that she never challenged any of this and what would
normally have been a day when they would have been
fighting over what to watch on television, Margot let
Reinhardt decide what he wanted to watch.

All this was strange, as if she was obeying him without
question and just letting him boss her around. For some
reason Reinhardt was very aware of this, like he had
never been aware of anything else before, and he
realised that it might have something to do with him
fucking her really hard on the ass and how it affected
her brain, thus making her obey him as if there was
some mental link between him and her.

5PM

Reinhardt had been watching some football show while
sat on the lounge. Margot was probably doing her own
thing.

“Margot could you come here,” Reinhardt called out to
her.

Margot arrived in the lounge, standing not far from
where he was sat.

He could see from her eyes that she was also aware that
she had been doing whatever he told her to do that
whole Saturday. And that she did not like it. Not one
bit.

Reinhardt knew he could push his luck and sees if his
theory was true (let alone amazed that he was now a bit
more intelligent than usual too).

Reinhardt got up from his eat and pulled Margot down
next to him on the couch. He started unbuttoning her
shirt and once he had done that, he pulled out her bra
by its front edge with his two strong fingers,
revealing her big breasts and pointy pink nipples.

“Hey what are you doing?” Margot screaming.

Reinhardt was surprised. This was the first time this
whole day that she was starting to act like her old
defiant self again. Same ol Margot who took shit from
nobody.

“What do you think I am doing?” Reinhardt smiled at
her, then started fondling with both her breasts.

Margot groaned from her boobs being touched and
pinched.

Margot moved away from him.

“I don’t know what the Hell is going here. Ever since
you fucked me in the ass, I have been behaving very
weirdly. I don’t like it,” Margot shouting at him.

Reinhardt could see that a part of herself was starting
to fight back but not really strong enough.

“This whole day has been feeling like as if I am the
master and you are the slave, right?” Reinhardt
becoming even more bolder and also teasing her, as a
part of him that was tired of her own arrogance could
not take it anymore.

Margot looked at him, not anymore so defiant but also
with fear in her eyes.

“You feel like calling me master, don’t you bitch,”
Reinhardt getting carried away with his new power.

“What?? How dare you talk to me that way??” Margot
surprised at the way he was talking to her, not liking
it at all but also scared that he was talking to her in
such a way.

Reinhardt started unzipping his zipper and took out his
cock.

“Now why don’t you just shut up and give me a good
blowjob.

And call me Master,” Reinhardt started shouting at her.

“No. No I won’t,” Margot tried getting up.

“Sit down,” Reinhardt ordered her.

Margot sat down again. Reinhardt pulled her closer to
him with his strong arm.

“Look at my cock bitch,” Reinhardt ordered her.

Margot stared at his huge cock.

“Now bend that pretty head of yours over my cock and
suck my dick. And say Yes Master,” Reinhardt giving her
a very cold look.

Margot wanted to defy him but instead lowered her head
over his cock, saying, “Yes Master,” very meekly.

Margot started giving him a blowjob, sucking both
lovingly and obediently at his cock. Reinhardt out his
hand on Margot’s head, smilingly.

“That’s right. You know now that things have changed. I
always get what I want. Always. Even you offered your
ass to me the night before and now you are just being
your head over and giving me a blowjob with that little
jaw of yours,” Reinhardt looking down on his “slave”.

Margot gave him a blowjob for what seemed like 45
minutes until…

“Ok you can stop,” Reinhardt patting her on the head.

Margot stopped sucking his cock and started looking at
him, surprised that she was letting him order her
around and letting him step on her dignity. Her jaw was
full of German cum.

“Wow you look lovely,” Reinhardt chuckling at the sight
of her.

Margot moved away from him, disgusted with herself.

“How dare you do this to me? I can’t believe that after
last night you have the nerve to do this…ok
Reinhardt. That’s it. You know there are times when I
think you are an asshole. Well I really think that you
are truly an asshole,” Margot screaming at him, slowly
getting up from where she was sat.

Reinhardt was not smiling anymore. He never let anyone
get away talking to him like that. Except for Margot.
But now he was also no longer going to let her get away
with this too.

“You are arrogant, self-conceited and I guess it was a
mistake to let you fuck me from behind. Something so
demeaning and degrading. Wednesday night was not my
fault anyways. If I came on time I could have instead
lost my job. Now without a job how the hell can I
partly pay for all this,” Margot sounding more and more
like her old self.

Reinhardt could not believe what she had just said. He
looked hurt and angry.

“So you mean it was ok to skip my birthday just so you
can attend a stupid meeting,” Reinhardt started
shouting back, also getting up.

“I am starting to think Yes. Yes that meeting was
actually far more important, given that people all over
the country are being laid off,” Margot shouted.

Reinhardt could not take any of this anymore. They
argued before but this really was taking the cake.

“Why don’t you just shut up and go fuck yourself,”
Reinhardt shouting at her very emotionally, as it was
now his ego that was getting the beating.

Margot wanted to defy him but she stood there. She
started unzipping her short pants, slipping her fingers
down her crotch and started fingering her pussy.

“You know who your master is, don’t you,” Reinhardt
feeling a little bit better as he was now successful in
making her do something.

“You feel like calling me Master, don’t you,” Reinhardt
firing back.

“Yes…Master,” Margot nodded her head meekly, as if
she was about to cry as she was letting him bog her
down like this and letting him “win”.

“Oh my God what the hell am I doing?” Margot shocked as
she was masturbating right in front of this arrogant
jerk and also that he was smiling and smirking at her
obeying him.

“You know what. I think I like you better this way. Not
arguing and putting me down all the time but just doing
whatever I tell you to do,” Reinhardt starting to
laugh… very cruelly.

Margot was cumming on her fingers as she was making
herself excited.

Margot was making sexual sounds and she started closing
her eyes.

“Keep your eyes open bitch and look at me when you
continue to fuck yourself,” Reinhardt ordered her.

Margot started directly at him, meekly and not defiant.

“Oh yes I can understand what you mean whenever you say
you are a proud Persian woman. Well I was thinking of
letting the world decide,” Reinhardt smirking.

He went over to the dining table, picked up his I Phone
and used it to “take pictures” of Margot playing with
herself.

Margot hated what he was doing. If anyone saw those
pictures, her mom would be ashamed as well as her other
Persian relatives, although her German relatives would
not have cared as much.

“You know if your mom saw you doing this, or if this
was uploaded on the internet, you really won’t be able
to look any of your mom’s relatives on the eye again.
Hell even your other friends who think you are so bold
and defiant and proud would no longer look up to you
and think that this whole time they had been admiring
some slutty whore,” Reinhardt staring at her coldly and
triumphantly.

“Ok you can stop fucking yourself. But you are not to
touch my I Phone nor tell anyone about what is going
on. Is that understood?” Reinhardt bossing her around.

“Yes…Master,” Margot hating herself for what she had
become.

Margot stopped playing with herself but her fingers
were stained with her own cum.

“Why don’t you lick your fingers bitch,” Reinhardt
making a suggestion.

Margot started sucking on each cum-stained finger until
the visible cum was gone even if her fingers were still
feeling sticky.

“You give a good blowjob you know that. I mean you talk
too much and so you should shut up and concentrate on
what I think your mouth is best suited for, like giving
me a blowjob,” Reinhardt adding more injury to her
pride.

Margot looked hurt now.

“I think I am going to go,” Margot walking off.

“Well where are you going?” Reinhardt demanding to
know.

“It’s none of your business,” Margot trying not to cry
and also lying to herself that he wasn’t getting to
her.

Margot was still a strong woman and she never lets
anyone get the best of her, even if situations got much
worse.

“Where are you going?” Reinhardt repeating his
question.

“To the toilet alright,” Margot answered.

“Ok you have my permission. You can go,” Reinhardt
talking as if he approved.

Margot went to the bathroom and washed her face over
the basin. She looked herself in the mirror. She really
couldn’t believe what was happening to them. In some
ways it was a nightmare.

Margot was thinking what else could she do? Leave the
apartment. Go see friends. All she knew that she wanted
to go out.

Margot left the bathroom and quickly got changed. She
looked at her cell phone. It was already 7PM.

Shit, she thought.

She just wanted to be out of the house and then…

“Wow. You are really looking nice,” Reinhardt
complimented Margot.

“Thanks. I just feel like I need fresh air. I think I
am going to go out,” Margot trying to avoid a fight
with him.

“So you got changed and you weren’t going to tell me
that you were going to go out,” Reinhardt said.

Reinhardt started giving her a hard stare, a stare that
intimidated Margot.

“You’re scared of me, aren’t you!” Reinhardt commented.

He obviously knew why.

Margot did not want to answer that.

“Ok. We’ll go out together. Give me five minutes to
change. We’ll eat outside and then we’ll go to some
nightclub,” Reinhardt suggested.

Margot wasn’t sure what she should say.

“I wanna spend more time with you. I think you spend
too much time with your friends anyway. I mean I also
spend too much time with mine but honestly I don’t
think it helps either of us. And there is one club I
want to go to anyways,” Reinhardt said.

SATURDAY NIGHT

The night club was full of people, mostly local German
youths, ranging from Neo Nazis and Skinheads to rowdy
Gothic types. It smelled of beer aroma everywhere and
loud Black Metal music too.

Reinhardt and Margot were sat by themselves on an
isolated round table.

Reinhardt had beer while Margot stuck to Smirnoff Ice.

“I just love this place. Too bad you never came here
with me before,” Reinhardt cheered as he sipped his
bottle.

Margot sipped her drink. This was 1 night bar she never
went to, even if Reinhardt did. Not far from them, two
Skinheads started harassing a young German youth who
looked like some punk. She knew of this place’s
reputation but her “master” made her follow him here.
She wanted to be elsewhere Margot felt sick on her
stomach. She was afraid that if she refused to come
here, Reinhardt might order her to do something even
far more degrading.

“I got to go the toilet,” Margot said.

“Ok,” Reinhardt watching what looked like an
interesting fight waiting to happen.

Margot went to the Ladies and once there she was trying
to think how to get out of this place. Reinhardt might
have loved it but she didn’t. She came to this place
because Reinhardt drove them here. She had an idea.

Margot left the Ladies and made sure that Reinhardt was
not watching her She peeked at the table he was at. His
attention was elsewhere.

Now’s my chance, she thought.

Margot slowly walked towards where the exit was and
left the night club. Once she was out, she walked to
where the cab stands were. She went there and waited
for a cab. Once finally came and she took it.

Margot climbed in the passenger’s side.

“Where to?” the cab driver asked. The cab driver was a
dark and swarthy man, probably of Turkish-Kurdish
origin Margot told him where to go.

To Angela’s.

As the cab driver was driving, her cell phone rang. She
took it out. It was Reinhardt.

She wanted to resist picking up the cell phone but
eventually for some no logical reason she answered it.

“Hello,” Margot answered.

“You’re not in the Ladies. You lied to me. I bet you
left the club,” Reinhardt shouted from the other side.

“I just couldn’t take the place anymore. Look you
looked like you had a great time so I did not want to
ruin your mood. But I didn’t. I …” Margot meekly
responded.

“Where the Hell are you?” Reinhardt.

A part of her brain made her comply to him honestly.

“I am in a cab. I’m headed to Angela’s. You know to see
how she is doing,” Margot answered him in a frightened
tone.

“Tell the cabbie you are going home instead. Do not
speak to anyone else on this cell phone. Once I am
there I am going to deal with you,” Reinhardt screamed
and then hung up.

Margot sighed. She told the cab driver where to drop
her instead.

11PM THEIR PLACE

Margot was drinking a glass of water while sat down on
the lounge.

She left Reinhardt and now she was going to suffer the
consequences.

She heard the apartment door lock move. The door
opened. Reinhardt finally got back home. Reinhardt
slammed the door behind him.

“Just what the hell were you thinking?” Reinhardt
angrily walked up to her.

“I…I couldn’t taker it anymore,” Margot said.

Any strength left of her standing up to him seemed to
be waning.

Margot put the glass down on the side of the couch.

Reinhardt came and sat next to her, putting a grip on
both her arms.

“How the fuck could you just leave me there by myself
without telling me you were going?” Reinhardt screamed
at the top of the lungs.

“Look. If I told you I was going you would have been
angry. I just thought maybe I should not spoil your
mood and so leave the place myself,” Margot sounded far
more scared.

“You are so fucking stupid Margot. You wasted money
paying the cabbie,” Reinhardt shouted.

“Look. Can I go see Angela,” Margot asked.

“What. Oh I get it. You are going to her and try
telling her what a bad boy Reinhardt is and what
Reinhardt had been doing to you this whole day not to
mention fuck up your ass last night. You know what. I
don’t want you ever speaking to her again. Or to any of
your other friends. I don’t want people to know that
you have been behaving like my slave. You know how much
trouble you could me into. Do you,” Reinhardt shaking
her really aggressively.

Reinhardt got up and started smashing his fists against
the lounge walls. The impact’s sounds were very
frightening to Margot’s ears… for the first time.

Margot’s heart was beating really rapidly.

“You know something. I think you need to be punished.
Go on your knees and crawl to our bedroom. I think you
have forgotten your place,” Reinhardt pointing a finger
towards the direction of their bedroom.

“Yes…” Margot responded meekly.

“Yes what???” Reinhardt shouting at the top of his
lungs.

“Yes….Master,” Margot got up and then went on all
fours, starting to crawl like a dog/bitch towards the
bedroom.

As Margot crawled, Reinhardt had been following her
from behind, admiring her wiggling ass.

Once in the bedroom, Margot faced their bed.

“Now stand up, take off all your clothes and then lie
face down on the bed,” Reinhardt ordered her.

“Yes…Master,” Margot automatically responding in that
meek tone as she was afraid of the consequences if she
didn’t.

Margot stood up, slowly stripped off her clothes ’till
she was naked, climbed onto the bed and then laid face
down spread-eagled.

Reinhardt closed the bedroom door and also started
taking off all his clothes.

Reinhardt went to the drawers and pulled out some of
Margot’s clothes. He then used some of them then
started tying up her ankles and wrists to the four bed
posts. She was now tied up and had no chance of escape
as he tied her too hard while at the same time lied
face down on the bed.

“Now I am going to punish you,” Reinhardt using one of
her shirts as some sort of whip and started hitting her
ass.

Margot screamed, “Aaarrggghhhhh!!”

“You like that huh. Teach you to try being a naughty
girl next time,” Reinhardt releasing all his tension on
his punishing of Margot.

He hit her again.

“Aaaaarrrrggghhhh!!” Margot screamed.

The impact from his assault was really painful. As
painful as his assault on her asshole last night.

Margot started crying as she was being both humiliated
and being punished like this.

She

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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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College Professor Becomes Lockdown Slave

Hello, This is Vicky again with my new . I am a dominant male who loves to pleasure ladies in many ways. This story was from 2020, when the first lockdown was implemented in India. I was in the final year of my master’s degree. I was about to complete my final project when the lockdown was implemented. Our final exam was completed. However, some analytical part of my final project was to be done. The lockdown caused the college to shut down, so I could not go there and seek guidance. My project...

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Married Reader Rupali Becomes My BDSM Slave

Hello. This is Vicky back with a story. All the girls out there get ready to be dripping wet while reading this. I got a nice response to the previous story and had some nice chats with some of the “Readers”. Feel free to contact me (email and Kik id given at the end of the story). The story is about me and a regular reader of my sex stories. Her name was Rupali. She had written a great review email after reading a story which I had written a long time back. We had been chatting since...

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From Society Girl To Slave

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...

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How Jenna became a slave

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...

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Blue collar Master white collar slave

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...

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Submissive slave

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...

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The White Slave

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...

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NBWO The White Slave

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...

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Husband slave

               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...

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The Short Sexual History of Coora a Slave

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...

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The Slave

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...

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First Slave

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...

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FEMDOM AND HUMILIATING MASTURBATION FOR SLAVE

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...

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Evaluation of a Toilet Slave

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...

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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...

3 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

4 years ago
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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...

4 years ago
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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. ...

3 years ago
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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...

1 year ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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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The Pocono Master and his slave

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...

2 years ago
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Persian Slave

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...

2 years ago
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Barefoot Slave

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...

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My Masters Suck Slave

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...

2 years ago
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A day with my slave

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...

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Lunch for my slave

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...

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The Undercover Slave

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...

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Anabella slave

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...

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Angel My Slave

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...

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Slave

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...

2 years ago
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Good Slave

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...

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Slave

  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...

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Chronicles of a slave

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...

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A Girl Named Slave

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...

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Rubberized shit slave

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...

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My owned slave

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...

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Slave

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...

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my sisters my slave

"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...

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