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The five women once more prepared a meal, this time a hearty stew and warm French bread. When everything was ready, the men, still wearing bathing suits, came into the forward dining area and sat down while the girls waited along one side. Once they were seated, Alison had expected them to call the girls to sit between them as they had at lunch. But James s...
Twenty-three year old Stephanie Harris stood against the wall in the center of the mall. A crowd of people watched as the uniformed officer patted her down. She felt slightly nervous. It wasn't as if something like this hadn't happened to her before, but this was more public than she was used to. Without saying a word, the officer pulled her arms behind her...
The usual disclaimers: if you don't like it, close it or don't open it. There is a sound that wood makes when it is stressed. A certain pull of the grain and a low harp sound when your wrists are tied to it and you move. A certain secure feeling...maybe longing for something different. Tugging and release so much a part of the tie up. She looks at me and...
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They had it all going for them. Firstly they had the looks. Lyndsey was blonde, with beautiful curly hair which fell down to her pert, voluptuous breasts. Her rear more than matched her delightful chest and gave her figure a sexy, feminine look. Vicky, with straight blonde hair, was more slight than her friend, but with a figure to die for and a model's face...
The next morning, after our group exercise and shower and one final breakfast eaten naked and on all fours from a bowl on the tiled kitchen floor, I was allowed to say good-bye to my fellow slave girls before being "shipped." We kissed and hugged, tears in our eyes. After spending weeks together, virtually all of the time with no clothing other than our coll...
She awoke naked, the way she fell asleep, to the sensation of her breasts being stroked, her nipples being fondled, and her bottom being delicately massaged. She rolled over and gave her Master a proper morning greeting, as their tongues intertwined and their naked bodies pressed fully together. She was especially pleased with her Master today, for he had...
Cara and I had sentenced ourselves to ten days of slave training, to be exhibited as naked slaves to potential buyers, then sold at auction to spend fifteen days as purchased sex slave. Cara was understandably overwhelmed and panicky about the whole ordeal, but as long as I was there by her side, she was willing to go through with it. Despite the fact that...
Renee was a woman with a very particular fetish. Ropes. Bondage. Restraints. Those were the things which made her feel safe. It gave her the feeling that she was alive. It was her dirty little secret. And only a select group of people actually knew about it. She was a financial analyst for Cobolt Lansing, a major corporation. And she was also a personal...