It was late Saturday evening when J.D. and I pulled up in front of the barns at the Lazy K. We didn’t waste any time getting the horses unloaded. After walking them around to limber up their tired legs, we put them in adjoining stalls with plenty of water and feed. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” I commented to my grandfather, standing at Indian Summer’s stal...
My name is Melanie, and I am a student at a large state university—a place that has quite a reputation as a party school. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that I am masquerading as a student to get some interesting perspectives on college life in the millennial age. I am really a writer/blogger working for an alternative newspaper. My editor approa...
My wife's friend Emily approached her about a charity event she was involved in. It consisted of a dinner and auction where people would bid on clothing worn by volunteer models on stage. As each article of clothing was auctioned off, the model would remove it for the audience. The men would strip down to a pair of boxers. The women would strip down to som...
Please feel free to comment with what you like or hate, I love the feedback. The rest of the week continued in the same way as the previous day, only the mistress allowed us to drive the car to school and the theater for which we were thankful. By avoiding the bus, we were able to avoid Evan and Katy for the most part. We did of course run into them outside...
Judy stood on the small stage in her black sequined evening dress trembling slightly at the goings on. There were twenty-odd men dressed in black tie formal wear; each seated in the audience at their own table. They were enjoying a libation and idly chattering through the full face masks each had been provided upon entry to secure their anonymity. She had s...
Chapter 3 - Slaves in a new world The new world was hot, the sky a clear blue and the air dry. Every male had been collared and leashed; some walked on two legs, some on four. Alex was led out still wearing his humbler. Every petmale on the ship had been fitted with one. Alex had grown completely used to the view from all-fours, but part of him longed to st...
Since I realized and accepted my submissive nature I've explored various fantasies. I teased an otherwise nice male into holding the remote for my vibrating panties. It was intensely humiliating as he turned them on in a restaurant, laughing as I struggled not to cum...a battle I lost several times that evening. I've been instructed to dress as a common str...
People always have a desire for three things; Control, Power, and Sex. These things are what lead to people being sold as slaves for one reason or another. However not every slave is equal and some have defects which make them almost impossible to be sold. These defects can range from being too rebellious for any other auction to handle or their training is...
This story is intended for adult audiences only. All characters found within are above 18 years of age. This is the first story in a series centered on the heroine Kanesha Connors. Ms. Connors is based on a Lit Chat friend of mine and this story was written with her help and approval. Enjoy! ***** The brunette auctioneer slammed her gavel down on the large...
To the Highest Bidder The elevator took me to the eighth floor. The full-length glass wall gave a dramatic view of the neighborhood as I ascended. This was the first time I'd been here. Dressed in a hot red satin skirt and matching platforms, with a contrasting black button up shirt, I looked very high class, yet delectable. Still, I was nervous. There was...