As with all this sluts submissions while she checked the box acknowledging that story belonged to her she readily accepts the fact that she owns nothing and the story, her mind, and her body are owned by Master Panther. Recently this slut has seen a lot of articles that appear to her and her Master to inappropriately be classified as a Master/slave relation...
It'd been almost six weeks since I was purchased by David. He had shared with me what information he had gathered so far. I had met all the key players and it was just a matter of finding an in. I had resisted at first, but David aka Lieutenant Stephens, had pulled rank on me. I had to join the other prominent wives little social club. David thought it woul...
Eve and I opened our manila envelopes. The 32 amendment was set to go into effect at midnight, and now we would figure out what end we would be on. The night before we had hastily married two nights before, to ensure that whichever way it went, we would not be split up. I read mine first. "Congratulations Mark Smith, you have been selected as a slave...." I...
The Final Chapter in the complex work surrounding Kitty, Charlene and Tad. This is a dramatic twist in the story, and is in the SF section because it has little in the way of BDSM, so it's cross-filed. For those who have not read it before, it is recommended to read the works 'Battlefield' and 'Measure Of A Man' before diving into this final chapter in the l...
Since I realized and accepted my submissive nature I've explored various fantasies. I teased an otherwise nice male into holding the remote for my vibrating panties. It was intensely humiliating as he turned them on in a restaurant, laughing as I struggled not to cum...a battle I lost several times that evening. I've been instructed to dress as a common str...
The camera man brought Ava Abrams to their manager's house, a small mansion in a quiet bedroom town only a twenty-minute commute out of the city. On the way Ava was given back her clothes which her colleague had picked up from the floor of the theater. She also opened her slave training kit which she received from a secretary on the way out of the courthouse...
The sun rises much earlier here, and sets much later. I finish my final extraction in the evening though the sun still hangs high in the sky. The queue of people to be bred is gone, and I see Acerva and the technician talking to each other. Acerva sees me and walks to me. "How was it?" she asks. "Good, as always. Hope they are fruitful." "I hope so too. D...
Count Douchefuck of I'mAnAsshole was as true to his name as I expected. I tried to not let my distaste show on my face as we whisked above the landscape in his personalized scout-form until I remembered pretty much all of his psi talent was currently being used to keep us suspended telekinetically in the air. Realizing that, I started sticking my tongue ou...
Chapter Two The Life of the Party: Sorrel started walking forward. She turned to say something to Fletcher, but he was gone. She looked back at the party and the partiers. Everyone was having a good time. No one seemed to notice her. She was glad of it. She walked over toward the tables where the foods were laid out. Most everything had been pretty thoroug...
"Well now what do we have here, a piglet! Where's your collar?" "The master had it removed in the smith shop." "Show me your brand!" "Here near my anus #MM-1245" She turned spreading her cheeks revealing her identification number. "Very well Piglet, were you ever given a human name?" "No mistress, my previous owner referred to me as M4. I was his Midget...