After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and webs...
Dear Shoeblossom-- Since I taped this, I also have enslaved my brother-in-law Santiago and his basketball team. So I have real progress going on here in Carker's Rents! Love, Sugar Perez "Sugar, I am having a devil of a time getting these thorns out of my, um--" "Your diaper. Say it, Esteban." "Don't--don't you think it was punishment enough for me to...
Hi I'm Ken. Well I was, now I'm called Brenda. Here's a bit of my story for you. I hope you don't make the same mistakes I did. Because until I got caught misbehaving by my mistress, life was pretty good. At 38, I had a great job as an office manager in charge of 25 or so employees, mostly women, a really good salary, a nice office and plenty of job securit...
Disclaimer: this is a fictional writing. Do not contact me to apply for this position. It does not exist! * Single white female seeks single white male (or white male/female couple) who would like a permanent live-in "pet". Age, appearance, and body type of applicants will not influence my decision. Location is limited to the lower 48 states, as I will n...
I'm lapping up water from a bowl... I rest my weight on my hands that have been rendered completely dysfunctional by special locking mittens. Drinking in this way sends a primordial shock-wave from my stomach to my penis- it's the sick, seductive feeling of losing something expensive. My penis is growing hard again and my new piercing is becoming the prima...
After receiving a cloned body I was immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. In the end I guess Human Recourses had figured me out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat...
Gail led me purposefully down the passageway and into my bedroom. It was the first time she had really been in my room so swung her eyes appreciatingly around the expanse of the room as we entered. "Wow, this is a big room," Gail exclaimed as we stood at the foot of the over large bed. "Yes it is but then it gives plenty of room to put things, other than a...
My bladder felt like it was about to explode, but I only had 40 minutes to go. Master lay beside me in the king sized bed we shared, my filthy cage in the corner of our bedroom a reminder of nights of misbehaviour. As Master's personal piss slave, I was forbidden bathroom privileges between 9 pm and 7 am. This often meant occasional nights of tossing silentl...
Dear Shoeblossom, My sister-in-law and I are thinking of turning this into a regular podcast! We had to debate whether to have it be "Letter from Austin" or "Houston" or even "Laredo" since we have family all over Texas. Thanks again for your "Taped Confessions" series. Thanks, Bunny Baxter "Talise, it just seems like you are so hard on Calder." "Why...
As usual, the previous chapters should be read before this to fully understand the story line and characters. All comments welcome as it helps to improve the writing. For a few months after Amy gave birth to Colin Pearce's child, we settled down to our lives again. The spark that our sex lives thrived on had to be content with only the memory of the filthy...