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Victoria's Secret: War Whore

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
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Victoria smiled as she admired her reflection in the huge floor to ceiling mirror wall in her elegant private dressing salon. She was glad the war was over; it was good to wear white gloves and nylons again. Examining her image more critically she adjusted her hat just a tad so her lovely blonde bangs peaked out just so. Now that the occupation was over th...

Victoria's Secret: Victoria's Story

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

It didn't take long for them to chain me up to the other girls in the coffle and soon we were off. The paths got smoother as we got closer to the city and I had gotten used to walking more-or-less barefoot. I say "more-or-less" because unlike the other girls I was wearing my beautiful barefoot sandals, with their green beads and string. They weren't the type...

Victoria's Secret: The Donkey Cart

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

I must admit that I was of two minds regarding Victoria's demotion to the ranks of the African slave girls. While I recognized the harsh jolt to her self-esteem the loss of her to-the-manor-born white privilege caused, I knew her life long denial that such privilege existed meant that this was a lesson she needed to learn. Her change in status was immediat...

Victoria's Secret: The Conclusion

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 17, 2017
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By the time I got back to the slave pen Victoria's hands were tied behind her with a thick, coarse hemp rope. Another rope had been tied around her neck, with the loose end dangling down as a makeshift leash. "Don't worry," I said, smiling broadly. "I have a plan." Victoria's eyes brightened as for the first time in a long time she allowed herself to hope....

Collateral Damage Pt. 01

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
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Although we normally holiday much closer to home the city was lovely and exotic and Leia loved the open-air street markets. In addition to being a valued business associate Saad was also a good friend and tonight he was the perfect host, welcoming us into his home. The wine was flowing freely, especially for my wife Leia, who was giggling at everything and w...

Collateral Damage Pt. 02

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
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It took almost an hour for my husband Jacques to find me. I was in the slave trader's parlor, a large and beautifully decorated room with intricately patterned red carpets and plush velvet drapes. The room was decorated with oil paintings depicting the auction of naked women, and several life-sized statues of naked slave women chained on their knees or stand...

Slave Yoga Ch. 03: Slave Naked

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

"Well, well, well!" Suzie said, chuckling as she stepping off the elevator and kneeling down in front of my cage. "What do we have here? Hear any good lawyer jokes lately?" she said, grinning broadly. Smiling her most devilish smile, Suzie reached through the bars of my cage and playfully wiggled my nose. "It looks like someone accidentally got herself mark...

Slave Yoga Ch. 01

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Sweating bullets and ever conscious of her stern academic advisor's disapproving indifference, Tracy moved to the final suggestion on her list of possible topics. "I was thinking I might do my thesis on Slave Yoga," Tracy said. "It's very trendy, and there's a lot of interesting psychological aspects." Tracy's faculty advisor, Dr. Agatha Crush, had dismiss...

Slave Yoga Ch. 02: Tracy's Journal

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 12, 2017
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4-3 My study of Slave Yoga is proceeding splendidly. With the incentive of the slave treats and the mock threat of the slave whip constantly cracking over my head my movements in class are now more graceful and fluid than many of the slave girls. I know that my moves are better, even if the slave girls get more attention from the men in the window because t...

Self Slave Grading Do's & Don'ts

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 15, 2017
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With the recent explosion of the local slave industry young women today have a greater opportunity than ever to get themselves graded. A slave grade can be a fantasy fulfilled, a ticket to a better boyfriend (Wear your "Prime-" tag as an earring on your next visit to a bar, ladies, if you want to see what I mean!) or even a ticket to a career as an actress o...