You are Clarabelle Chastain. Three weeks after turning eighteen, your father dropped dead on the job. Tragic, right? It gets worse. Dear old dad was a great guy, but terrible with money, which means you're not only losing your dad, you're losing your house and just about everything else. If you'd gotten some scholarships, you might have been able to go to co...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Twelve : Is He Protected? My boyfriend/servant's guide to sexual traps, now deleted, [Note: It isn't. It is Tale 09] was his pathetic attempt at providing advice to men. This guide is for newly adult women, particularly those who want to become sexually fe...
On either side of the line of young women stood an assembly line of workers in similar jumpsuits the bus driver wore. One man, Jane noticed, carried a clipboard while another rested a hand on a shiny black baton. She wondered if he was there to make sure they couldn't run away, was this place really so bad? They eventually stopped before another set of doors...
(The following contains scenes of non-consent. Chapter is shorter than normal.) Chapter 8 EARTHSIDE Mini stories of those on earth. Lyle Dane 35 Cum-cow The ships were nearly commonplace for almost a year. Some would be shot down by us, or other military. 90 percent were still escaping with young men from any place that offered little resistance. It t...
One day, many years ago I was shopping at the A&P and, as I rounded a corner, I had a cart to cart collision. The other 'guy' smiled and there I was speechlessly ogling a 'yummy mommy' or very sexy MILF! At the time, the only term I was aware of was 'chick buying beer and wine before 10AM' target!! I allowed my eyes to obviously caress down and back up h...
Tom always thought of himself as quite a ladies man. He was smoothie, good looking and always with a good looking woman on his arm. A different woman every night was quite normal for him and he was envied by every man and desired by every woman. How he ever kept it straight Lord only knew, but it must have been quite the mental challenge. It was his underest...
Another reoccurring dream my slave sara told me. It was a Friday, not just any Friday but the third Friday in the month to be factual, the day the slave auction bursts into life. How did I know, I was up for auction and was delivered the night before? Nothing was ever forced and the bulk of the 15 up for sale today have all volunteered and could walk awa...
"It's now or never!" I thought as I stubbed out my fourth cigarette then drained the final dregs of my third cup of coffee of the hour. I stood up, straightened my pink halter-neck dress and glanced once more at the non-descript house on the opposite side of the street. As I hurried across the road I thanked God that I was in a town three miles away from whe...
Chapter 4: The Training Ginny groaned softly, feeling the tug at her neck and following without a choice. Sam's thick meaty arm pulled her forward, compelling her to make hurried little steps to keep up. They left by a second door, the one Matt and Dillon had appeared from. She felt the coldness of the tiled floor seeping through her bare feet. She was not...
"They're back in from the field, you ready, Cat?" You weren't really. You'd never even shown another girl your tits, excluding Keira. Then again it was your first time being brought to all fours and milked in a straw-lined stall too, so it was really a day of firsts. Sensing your nervousness as he opened the stall's door, Aaron reassuringly said "Don't wor...