The next morning Hannah woke and stretched out in bed. She felt the keys lying next to her in the bed and squeezed them into her body and smiled. With only a sheet to cover her, she rolled over and closed her eyes, what a lovely morning. She started to remember the fun that she and Tom had had the night before, the games, making love. She reached out, expect...
Her current situation was quite precarious. She found herself bent over a spanking bench, tethered in place by clamps and chains. At her ankles and wrists, cuffs were chained to O-rings in the dark floorboards, limiting her range of motion. The pain, however, was centered much higher up, in her nipples, which were strung with a pair of clamps and a small con...
It was only a week after my punishment that I was expected to go back to the black club for the formal initiation that would make a white sex slave of me. I was to be owned by the black man called Robert. His plan was to bred me as many times as he could; my womb would belong to him. I also knew that my initiation would involve me being tattooed and collare...
“Another beer, sir?” “Yes, thank you,” I said, draining the glass in front of me. After a surreptitious peek at my watch, I smiled. Amy had come through the hotel lobby more than an hour ago, so I knew that the preparations I had commanded her to perform were completed by now. The bartender placed the beer in front of me wordlessly. I glanced around the n...
The day was a usual summer day. Warm outside with birds singing and bees buzzing. Janice sat reading emails and began to look over a community she belonged to for more things to read. She had heard this one author was really good, so she went to read some of his writing. Upon arrival there was nothing. Not one single word. She found another website and read...
Chapter one - "The Plan" I don't know when it started, but as long as I can remember I have always been excited by the thought of bondage, public nudity and acting out dares. I searched for a partner that would have the same exotic tastes as me, but have been unsuccessful in finding the right person. I have a girlfriend that I have been with for a while and...
Epilogue The first chill of Autumn was just beginning to bite into Summer's soft, ripe heat. The days were yet warm, but the nights were cool enough to raise gooseflesh. Livia shivered in the breeze as she crossed the courtyard of the Chateau. What was this place? What was happening here? She had always been told it was an honour to serve at the Duc's table...
Day 1 I reported to the enslavement centre today, and signed up for a year wearing the collar. I'm allowed to keep this diary but my contract says it's private, so that way no one else ever gets to see it, not even my future owner. My implant computer lets me write it how I like -- subvocally or on a virtual keyboard, and then it gets stored in encrypted me...
~Readers, this it part three of the Immortal slave series, and I'm again starting off where I left off in the last one, so if you haven't read the first two, you should go do that first before reading this, or you may get lost. Also, comments are appreciated. Makes me feel like I'm not the only one who wants this story to continue!~ * Okay, so when I woke...
I arrived in Los Angeles in time for the Winter quarter, but otherwise I was totally unprepared to return to my old life. My former roommates had given away my room when I had failed to show in August, but my friends were able to find me another apartment close to campus. When asked what had happened to me over the previous seven months, I was never able to...