PART II: DECORATION "That was quite a modeling show you put on there, Draguette! The crowd was happy, the winning bid was substantial, and I made a lot of money off of you! Draguette opened her eyes, slowly coming to her senses. The voice from afar was none other than Jane's. They were back in Jane's special tattoo parlor. Draguette was on a tattoo table;...
She lay there for what seemed like forever, she tried to move any part of her to relieve the itching but couldn't. She was fed a bland dinner by a candy striper and then again left alone. Finally she heard a noise at the door and looked. Looking in at her were the doctor that was now in charge of her as well as her normal doctor (the one who sent her here),...
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Her whimpers were raw and low, drowned out by the sound of the table being adjusted. She felt the lowest half drop away and her dangling legs were lifted one at a time and her feet slid into stirrups, locked into place. Spread. Her cunt open. Wide open to every pair of eyes that might look down. Were there others? Others watching this debasement. Watching...
Author's Note: Mistress Pepper and Sophie are "anonymized" versions of me and my slave-girl. The real me. All of my stories are (or should I say will be) my memories of a session with a sub. Thus, they are true stories. Only in this version details have been changed to protect the sub. I do live in Mobile about 10 months of the year (the remaining two I spe...
Author's Note: the third story from "The Island" series where we find out a little about Jenny. *** III. Jenny's story Episode I. A slave must suffer Hi! My name is Jenny. I'm 20, and I should be the happiest slavegirl in the world! At first, I should introduce my Master. My Master's name is... just Master, he is imaginable. He lives only in the mind of...
Thrusting ... My cock thrusting into Monique's pussy ... thrusting hard, my cock filling her wet pussy with each thrust. Sweat trickling down my forehead, I've been fucking her for twenty minutes and still she has not cum. The co-ed's from school almost always have cum by now as I feel my cock twitch, my balls tighten ... inside her, my body trembles and my...
The old bastard was going to pay. Mr. Prior harassed every nurse on the ward for weeks with verbal assaults, slaps on the ass and pinches thereabouts. It was my turn tonight to receive this nightly dose of abuse. None of us could stand it any more and I was going to do something about it. Tonight was the night. It was New Year's Eve. I hated working holiday...
Dr. Wells lay in her improvised seat aboard the Soyuz capsule grinning from ear to ear. It had taken her years to get to this: the college work, application to the space program, the astronaut training. And now here she was, strapped into position aboard the Soyuz which had just docked with the International Space Station. As the hatch opened, the three oth...
A bit of exposition is needed for our two "girls" before the story starts as we'll be dropping right into the middle of the action. When Clark and Mike step into their personas of Sophia and Olivia, whom they live as almost all the time these days, they appear to the rest of the world as two goddesses. They are both very much male, with no surgeries or hor...