I asked for permission to spend the next evening with the female I refer to as my slave. It was masters idea for me to find one, a submissive slut for me to enjoy. He said as long as I obey him first and teach her the way he teaches me, then I may have her as long as I like. "What time is she to arrive at your place tomorrow?" We are lying on the bed naked,...
He rode into our valley in the summer of '89, a giant of a black man dressed in clothes as dark as his skin. He was tall and terrible in the road looming up gigantic in the half-light. I was a kid then, watching him approaching from several miles off. Even from a distance there was something about him. My pa came out just as he rode up to our ranch. "I'd ap...
Perky blonde Melanie had become head cheerleader of her high school squad in Missouri and dated the quarterback, who she had given her virginity to on a picnic in the woods, and in college had continued with cheerleading, was planning on going to graduate school, working for a Fortune 500 company, marry a doctor, have kids, et cetera. All of that now seemed...
A little over ten years ago, while I was still in college, I met and became friends with a brilliant, vivacious young woman, Cynthia, who was a top student in one of the science majors. We hit it off really well and often found ourselves drinking beer together, or seeing a movie, or enjoying a meal, or throwing a Frisbee out on the lawn. I have to say, in mo...
The next day was Sunday. Martha awakened and taking a shower, coming out of the shower her husband was just getting up from bed and was admiring his wife's mature sexy body. Marveling at how in some way she was becoming more open, as he doesn't remember his shy modest wife walking round the house nude, or was it his imagination. Passing her, deciding he want...
Chapter 30 -- Two days in the forest Thursday and Friday passed uneventfully as the pledges went to class, did their chores, and attended their evening training seminars. Lisa continued to wear her thong on campus, but by Friday the novelty was wearing off. The stares and whistling had from her onlookers had diminished considerably. By the following week sh...
i identify as a slave. i'm a slave. That's who i am. It's what i want to be. It just feels right. i'm a slave and i have some opinions on what that means. Now, understand, a slave's opinions are exactly what you think they are, worth only the amount that an Owner, my Master or Mistress, wants to give them. Master=Mistress=Master/Mistress=Owner i think the...
I'm Allie, 56-year-old wife & mom. My 25-year-old son likes to bring some of his friends over that are 18-25 and make me act all flirty with them and dress up in stuff like short shorts and miniskirts. In real life I'm a fairly conservative, short bubbly, blonde... a bit like a cute little muffin, see? In my fantasy world I'm a submissive slut for my son's f...
For several decades in the 20th century, young men in the U.S. swam in YMCA pools, at countryside swimming holes, in high school and college phys. ed. courses, and even at well-attended swim team meets, totally, bollocks naked. Yes, that's right: fully bare. No skimpy speedos, swim trunks, or even underwear; and usually no hair caps or swim goggles. The pre...
I had been isolated my entire life despite moving around all the time. I chose this kind of life. I had always stayed out of the way of the world and watching everyone was just fine with me. But the truth is, I am very sensitive to life and nature itself. I am the type of person who could stare at the beauty of a flower petal and study all the veins and how...