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...
Chapter 2: Re-wiring. I, Lara, entered the room. I was carrying a bag full of 'goodies' and in front of me I pushed one of those collapsible bed/stretchers that you see in ambulances. The kind that can adjust to 16 inches or up to 3 feet. I'd found a narrow one that was also smaller at the head. Rae was there, looking a little flushed, and "Brother" as we c...
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...
This is a continuation from part 3 of this series. To understand what is happening you should read the previous parts of the story. I hope you enjoy this and would welcome your comments. * Mistress Nikki grabs our hands and leads us to a room behind the stage. There are some lockers in the room, a bed, some bondage equipment and other kinky paraphernalia....
"I don't care. What is the difference?" I was there, sitting on my bed, and before me, there were two identical girly latex cats. After abusing my traumatized body for the past two hours, they removed their perforated blindfold, and I finally could tell which one was who. I tried to explain all over again what my point was. I was tricked into thinking that...
This is the 7th and penultimate chapter. All characters are over the age of 18. It's another very dirty chapter! Full of fetish and bodily functions. Please go elsewhere if it offends you, or enjoy it if it doesn't!! ***** "She did what!!" Fay was screaming down the phone so loudly that I pulled the handset away from my ear for a couple of seconds. "We...
Alexander Morden is waiting. He has been told to wait, so he is waiting. That's his task, right now. His function. His raison d'etre. Plip! A bluebottle lands on his left breast. He feels it walk a delicate zigzag down his torso, across his belly towards his groin. He knows he could shake the little beast off with a twitch of his (admittedly not too well-d...
For D.—the love of all my lives. * I waited for what seemed like an eternity before I was joined again by Connor, Dr. Feria and Paul. Connor stood beside me, checking to see that all was okay and Paul busied himself taking notes while Dr. Feria commented on my progress. "Has she eaten today?" posed Dr. Feria. "Yes, she had the standard breakfast," Paul re...
"Maybe plastic pants would help," Epiphany said to my father, as I stood there, pants around my ankles, having just had yet another whipping for bedwetting. This time, in front of my college crush! I love Epiphany so much. We call her "Piff" for short at Buttermilk State, and she is easily the cutest girl in the junior class. Because of Father's rules, f...
It was Saturday night. Monica had spent the afternoon fucking but now it was several hours later and she was ready to go again. She knew she could probably find someone to help her out at the local club, but the action there didn’t begin until around midnight. With time to kill she decided she might as well douche out the afternoon’s stale cum and cunt juice...