Her emerald eyes gazed at him through thick, dark lashes that fluttered as she lay at his feet. Waiting for him to speak, she licked her luscious lips with her warm tongue. Suddenly, without a word, he reached for her with a finger, grabbing her collar ring and pulling her to his lap. He sat with her there before speaking. "You have pleased me very much, k...
(based on the Gor fiction of John Norman) The Slavers of the great port of Schendi threw a festival for the whole city, on the occasion of the groundbreaking for their new library cylinder. Even before the Sky was streaked by rosy-fingered Dawn, on the cleared land where the Slaver library would one day stand, a good many stalls were set up to provide free...
She seems to become someone different in the movement of creamy flesh, distinct transformation from wanton kajira to wild barbarian. There is defiance trilling through her proud form with an insolent shake of crimson ribbons that cascade down the sweet curves of heated flesh. She can feel her slave heart start to quicken, watching as six free men move to sta...
Master, Dear Master, It is hard to pinpoint and exact place or time when I knew but all my life I have been dominated by powerful men. When it became clear to me that this was a lifestyle choice and something I could do and be accepted, it was in The Sims Online. It was December of 2002. I had been sent an invitation to join the beta test for TSO. At this...
Need Dances Need dances, also called seduction dances, traditionally consist of five phases. 1. A feigned indifference to men. 2. Not yet raped - the slave feels distress, uneasiness, restlessnes, disturbance by sexual urges, beginning to feel her sexuality yet struggling against them. 3. In a prim and proper, ladylike fashion, acknowledges before mas...
Lynn slid along on the dance floor in the arms of the strange young cowboy. At 26 she was a hottie. Hottie was the only word available to describe her. Red hair, green eyes, 5'4", 105#. She only had little A-cup titties, but their smaller size made them extremely sensitive. Her ass and legs were to die for. She would dance and flirt with this cowboy and ma...
I am kajira, waiting and presenting myself at the door for my Master when he comes home from work. I wait in bracelets, naked, on my knees, arms behind me and breasts forward trying to keep eyes down as I wait. The waiting becoming almost a torture of sorts. When my Master arrived home He was pleased to find me ready and waiting for what ever it is He desi...
* * * * * Click Here to hear the story. (7 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * His eyes follow the dancer as the tiny movements of her expressions roll into him. He tries to remain still as she twirls in circles around his chair. As the blue veil drops into his lap he grasps it to him, her uncovered breast some how all th...
My ass hurt already. This wasn’t a good sign. I kept my head down, eyes to the ground like a good kajira does. Yes, I was in pain, but I didn’t show it. Pain only leads to more pain. “Kneel.” His voice filled in where the smacking stopped. I did what I was told, shakily, unable to see my surroundings. The blindfold was pulled tight, ensuring I was pr...
Day 01: Mystique's Experience I have been writing erotica for a long time and I understand the best way to proceed is to jump right into the sexy stuff right away. However, this is a true story, and a basis must be established to understand what follows. If you bear with me through the first several "basis" paragraphs, the balance of the story should be its...