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Slave SisterChapter 9 Mom Goes Shopping

Dave and Fran's mom sat at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee and enjoying the exhaustion that comes from fucking all night. A small smile spread across her lips as she thought about how nice it was to have a dominant man, make that, two dominant men, in her life again. After an afternoon of trying to satiate the lust of her seemingly inexhaustible son, her fiancé and Fran returned from their day getting to know each other better and the four of them experienced a night of unbridled...

Slave SisterChapter 10 Lunch With Mom

Martha kissed the store clerk good bye with a friendly squeeze of his well used cock then walked down the short hallway and out the second door into the bright noon time sun. Her thighs were sticky and wet clear down below the bottom of the short skirt Dave had forced her to wear. Feeling 'frisky' after three good fucks on the floor of the bondage shop Martha walked with long skirt hiking steps, coming down hard enough on her heels to make her breasts bounce under the thin cut off T-shirt....

Slave SisterChapter 12 Slave s Revenge

"Hey, I've got a great idea," Steve said, after Steve watched Fran rub his cum into her breasts and imitate his sister's masturbatory moans. He jumped up from the bed and moved to the window where the cameras were still set up and ready to go. Fran stopped her breast rubbing and moaning and turned toward Steve with a questioning look. "You go down to the patio and do yourself on the lounge and I'll film it on the same tape with Carla." "Well..." "Hey, it's ok," Steve assured...

Slave Trader s CaptiveChapter 2

The taxi entering the long driveway into the motel was visible from the night manager's office. Osman, on duty alone in the nearly deserted motel, was surprised to see the car and wondered who could be arriving at this time of the night. He had been bored by the lack of activity, but now his interest was aroused. He quickly slipped on his maroon blazer and stepped briskly out to meet the car now pulling to a halt outside his office. He could hardly believe his eyes when he saw the young girl...

Slave Trader s CaptiveChapter 3

Outside in the cool night air, Osman raced up the narrow path to head off whoever had arrived at the motel office. As soon as he had rounded the last row of bushes surrounding the cabins, he could see it was Madame Afet. She met him as he ran panting up to the tiny porch outside. "Good evening, Osman," she greeted him with a winning smile. "Where's the fabulous little prize you promised me?" She could tell that he was excited to a fever pitch, and automatically her eyes dropped to the...

Slave Trader s CaptiveChapter 7

The late afternoon sun filtered through the gauze-like curtains covering the windows, and Penny's eyes fluttered once and then opened wide. She was refreshed from the nap she had taken to prepare herself for the evening ahead and she stretched languidly, enjoying the feline look of her young body in the mirrors around her. The spring of her wedding to Robert had passed into fall, and now it was almost wintertime, but the Turkish sun was still strong and warm. She had spent a lot of time...

Slave to My Black NeighborChapter 2

I lay awake all that night going over the previous day’s events in my mind feeling shame and fear and no small amount of self-loathing. The more I thought about what had happened the more clearly the details lay themselves out in my mind. I remembered every sight, smell, and taste as if it were still happening. I hated the huge black man for what he’d done to me and I hated myself for letting it happen. But after a few hours of running it all through my mind something unexpected and strange...

Slave to My Black NeighborChapter 4

The next morning I was finally getting some sleep by my dreams were quite disturbing. I saw myself serving Master’s cock over and over in a variety of humiliating ways which made for a rough night and not much restful sleep. As I was moving from sleep to semi wakefulness I even thought I could smell Master’s musky crotch. The sensation was so real it made me snap fully awake in horror and humiliation. At first I thought I must still be dreaming as when I opened my eyes there was the cock I...

Slave to My Black NeighborChapter 5

The next morning was Monday and I was thrilled with the idea of Beth and I both going off to work and being far away from Master. I had been going through hell for the past four days and just wanted some time away to clear my head. My god, had it only been four days? That cruel man had enslaved me, cuckolded me, and broken me in only four days? Maybe he was right about me all along. I’m not really a man at all. A real man would never put up with this without fighting back, right? But even the...

Slave to My Black NeighborChapter 7

It all happened so fast after the decision was made. Master moved into our house and Daddy Art moved into his. Master moved all his clothing into the room I used to share with Beth and now the two of them are living together like a married couple while I have moved into the spare bedroom. Beth greatly enjoyed making up my new room and it is an embarrassing nightmare of pink and lace. I now sleep in a canopy bed with pink ruffles all over the top, pink sheets and a pink comforter with a...

Slave to My Black NeighborChapter 8

I cried in the shower for 20 minutes over the horror my life had become. I was trapped by these awful black men who were using me in the most vile ways and the only chance at freedom I thought I had, my loving wife Beth, was helping them to make me even more submissive and caught up further in their despicable, torturous game. I never would have believed Beth could be so cruel. It’s as if Master had unlocked some twisted part of her mind that she was thrilled to explore at my expense. They...

Slave to My Black NeighborChapter 9

They tell me it’s been 2 months since my “Date Night” with Daddy. I wouldn’t know myself since I’ve been out of it for a long time. I woke up this morning to Master and Mistress Beth standing by my bed smiling down at me. I was sore all over and felt disoriented and confused. They laughed at me telling me it was natural to be confused since I’d been in and out of a medically induced coma over the course of the last 8 weeks or so. I had trouble focusing at first but listened to their story as...

Slave to My Black NeighborChapter 10

It’s Friday evening and I’m making out with my Daddy. Well that’s what he calls it anyway. What’s really happening is, Daddy Art is laying on the couch on his side watching television while I’m crunched in behind him with my face pressed between his thick, hairy ass cheeks kissing and licking his hole. I spend a lot of time these days with my tongue up this huge black man’s asshole, moaning and slobbering like a high schooler with a crush. Daddy loves our little make out sessions because it...

Slave of the OutcastChapter 2

Saturday Charles' mom woke him up at six in the morning. He had to brush his teeth and wash his face inside bathroom in just less than two minutes. By the time he got changed, he went down to the lounge. His mom made him breakfast. Breakfast was tea, fried eggs, toasted bread and hot sausages. They got into the car by 7AM and drove away. They packed some of their clothes in some bags as they were going to spend the next two nights at Charles's grandparents' home. They would be back by...

Slave of the OutcastChapter 3

Charles and his mom went over to Charles's grandparents' home. His mom parked her car next to another car on the driveway of his grandparents' house. His mom got out of the car and knocked on the front door. A minute later his grandma opened the front door and exchanged hugs with his mom. Charles and his mom took out their bags and then went inside the house. Charles's grandparents lived in a two-storey house. The house was even much bigger than their house in Manchester. It was a house...

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