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A Slave's Exam Pt. 01

by siannoncranberry on Jan 22, 2020
BDSM

This story is part 1 in a series. While all stories may be read independently they are best enjoyed as a collection. The first portion of this series sets the stage of a two day training extravaganza between a slave, her Master, and a Domme they often play with. These works are fiction, but inspired by real events between a D/s couple and friends. All partie...

Sissy Chantel, New Reality Ch. 02

by Sissy_Chantel on Sep 15, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Chapter Two: If One was Fun, Two will be Better. Late night I get a call and I look to see that it is my new Master. I answer, "Hello Master Camron, how may I help you?" "Bitch ass sissy, I am gonna need you here tomorrow morning, by 10:00am." he excitedly replies. I reply, "Oh, ok I guess I can make it to your home tomorrow morning Master." "You God Dam...

Black Master Ch. 1

by slydevil on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

With that I saw a huge powerfully built black man, rippled with muscles, maybe 6.5, bare chested and mean looking. Well, well, well, what have we here Jim boy, he said. Did I give you permission to use my private room for your pleasure? No answer from Jim. Well cocksucker did I?, he yelled. Jim was visibly scared as I was, the only difference was, I couldn’t...

Cuck Dreams

by mdp_2004 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

When you're awake and you experience something that you sense you've had before it's called de ja vu. The dreams began about two weeks after I decked Master Black's driver. At first, I was floating on the feather that Donna had created in our erotic hypnosis sessions. My feather hovered over the floor by our bed and I watched her anally and orally service...

Introducing: Black Master Olu Ch. 02

by dsoul on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Becca blinked her eyes awake the following morning, under the covers of her black master's sumptuous bed. Her hand felt numb and heavy as it was lying under the pillow under her head. She pulled it out and stretched it across the other side of the bed, wanting to feel the presence of her master's body. The space her hand touched was empty. She raised her hea...

White Whore Ch. 04

by MistressSea52 on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The other two women came and joined me on the floor, smiling as if they knew what was to come next. The five hard black men surrounded the three of us. I was still kneeling, not touching anyone begging my master with my eyes to be fucked. I needed cock. “My sweet little white whore, you want to be fucked? You want your little cunt and ass filled with black c...

Becoming a Sissy Maid & Slut Vol. 01

by Sissy_Chantel on Sep 19, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Title: How I became a Sissy Maid and Slut for a Dominant Master. Preface: I would like to begin by thanking all who will read my story here. This is a sissy story based on many thoughts I have imagined, many times throughout my life. These erotic thoughts have been enjoyed for a long while in my life. Like many sissy girls, stories like the one I will wri...

Adult Trip Pt. 03

by cuckcpl4play on Jul 11, 2018
Interracial Love

My phone buzzed and the text from Master Tony read, Dearest white slut, great job and terrific to see you in action. Now it is my turn so get your slutty white cunt down to the beach now. I looked up to see Master Tony and Jannette walking to the ocean. I immediately ordered hubby to stand, pull his pink suit bottoms up, and to follow me two steps behind an...

Adult Store Adventure

by slutypuppy on Jul 31, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

Tonight is the night I've been looking for, an adventure to adult store. My Master has been telling me all these hot stories he heard about this adult store and I've been begging him to show me. I took my time perfecting my make up with sultry smoky eyes and sexy red lips. Then slipped into a 5 inch stiletto and his all time favorite, a black mini dress tha...

Bad Penny Disciplined

by abroadsword on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

She stood immobile as she had stood for the past three days, afraid to sleep in case she stumbled and the rusting metal collar by which she was secured by way of a short chain from the cellar's vaulted ceiling should serve to snap her neck. She still wore her yellow party dress, and her black bomber jacket, even her high heels, only her pretty pink panties...