This is part 3 of Master Takes His Sluts Soul. Though you don't need to read the previous chapters to enjoy this one. I recommend that you do. I truly hope you enjoy part 3. little-nymphe I am at work starring at my computer, sipping the steaming cup of coffee. Trying to get motivated to do my work. Unconsciously, I smooth my hands over the silk fabric of...
I am 22 years old, 5'6" tall, long straight black hair, and I have an athletic body. I live in the suburbs of Nashville, TN. Just outside of Nashville is a fairly large public park, this is where my story takes place. It was a beautiful spring day and I decided that a little adventure was in order. I woke early and found the items I would need. This consis...
For a full background readers should review Part 1 before reading this chapter. Basically, this is the story of how my wife Ann, who used to be sexually adventurous, became more and more conservative and how I set out to change things back to and beyond the way they were. Besides the activities described in Part 1, Ann in the past had allowed me to use a wi...
I'd been flirting with a guy that I had met for some time, trading raunchy texts back and forth. He would come up with all sorts of nasty things he wanted to do to me and I'd always respond that I would. He would get bolder and bolder but nothing ever scared me off. I thought he was hot and got a feeling that he was a confident guy but I wondered though if h...
Scene 1: A television studio set sometime in the future. Three couples are seated in front of the main TV camera. The show's host is standing in front of them with a stage behind the host. On the stage are prizes for the contestants. A studio audience is observing the goings on. Characters: Peter Long: Sharply dressed middle-aged man. He is the host of the...
As the evening wore on it came time for Mary to go home. They both discussed the time it will take to remove and cleanse and the suggestion of taking a sleeping tablet did sound good as long as Susan was there to keep an eye on her. Susan watched Mary walk to the car and smiled to herself. It seems Mary was getting used to the heels. The way her tits and ar...
Strolling through the empty house, lights all turned off the sunlight streaming in the windows like a nymph playing Nimira is restless. A longing thrums in her veins as she struggles for something to occupy her time while Master is away. Dishes are cleaned, the house as He likes it. She aches but for what she cannot place a finger upon it. Sighing softly sh...
This story is written form the view point of one of my slaves; I am walking down the street with my girlfriend, gently I reached over and gave a ass a little squeeze, "I love you," I whispered in her ear, but then suddenly I feel a sharp stab in my neck as I turn round to see I collapse to the floor Laura next to me. When we recover I notice we are in a d...
My name is Anna and I'm 31. I have to admit I was quite a late developer, in that I was a big fat kid throughout my adolescence. It was only in college, when I got my first boyfriend, that I blossomed into a Xena-like tall, slim, long-legged brunette, with narrow hips and heavy, 38E tits. I discovered sex and that having it made me look good and feel great,...
Note: The following is pure fantasy and not to be tried in real life. * I called the older sub that had participated at the party and told her to meet me at the club a 6:30. I instructed her to cleanse herself, figuring she knew what this meant. We were alone which was rare, but allowed me the use of any equipment available. The first order of business wa...