Everything happened just a few months before... Illegal slavery and trafficking had reached a peak never seen before and the American gouvernament was up to its neck with complaints for being unable to manage the situation and the resulting economical disaster. So nobody was surprised when she, the so hyped first female president of the USA, was forced to si...
George left the women attached as they were and went to his bedroom. He went to his room and began to get undressed. He was randy but he wanted the women to know that he was the Master in this house and he would have to do without sex for the moment but then he could still play with himself. He stripped off his clothes and stood there naked looking at himse...
I kneel at Master's feet, beside his office chair as he works. He ignores me other than stroking my hair with his fingers. But it's good enough for me. Lately we haven't been talking much, but I think it's part of my punishment. I had recently been caught masturbating without permission, right in the middle of cumming while quietly moaning "I'm sorry Master"...
Five years have passed since my life changed forever. I remember it well, in fact much clearer than many other days in that time. It was on a Saturday, and I remember . . . . The sun in my eyes was the first thing I noticed as I awoke. A very unusual occurrence as I seldom sleep past sunrise. The second thing I noticed was Linda’s absence from her side of t...
[This story is likely to be more meaningful if you first read the opening chapter, as the characters are introduced there, and the events which occurred then do set the scene for this chapter's happenings. Again, please do not proceed further if you find subjects such as bodily functions to be disagreeable.] * Linda was still standing facing the wall in t...
[This story does include bodily functions and some serious corporal punishment as well as lesbian relationships. If you are not interested in any of the above, you should read no further. All characters are well over 18.] *** Eleanor spoke to all her housemates about how things needed to work for them all to feel good about the set-up and to continue to ge...
This is the seventh chapter of my wife's fulfillment of the punishment poem I submitted suggesting ways to atone for my inability to control my orgasm. Please read the earlier chapters for the full poem and the humiliations I have been forced to endure because of my failure. I am grateful that my wife loves me enough to exercise the total control over me tha...
It wasn't that bad after all... or so I thought. He brought me out and we had a simple meal in a noodle shop nearby. Apart from the slight discomfort of the balls moving - gently massaging my pelvic muscle as I walked, the anal plug that filled my slightly sore asshole and his gentle caressing hands on my thighs & back, the afternoon was pretty decent. We c...
After I had fucked Madison and the last man in the line had fucked Romy, the mayor and the sheriff escorted us to seats in the shade under a large oak tree on the village green. The mayor, still stark naked, sat beside Romy and fondled her breasts and pussy as he spoke to us explaining the local sex customs. The deputies thoughtfully placed naked Madison bes...
"This will be your room. You will share it with Erik, and whomever I chose to offer you to. It is fully wired for video and sound, so feel free to open your holes to anyone or anything that is shoved inside. I expect you to be ready for double penetration within six months. That is a very very generous timetable, so of course I would be pleased if you were t...