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It's after midnight. I'm lying spread-eagled tied up to the bed. Blindfolded and gagged. It feels like I've been here for hours, in reality it's probably only been 20 minutes. I knew I shouldn't have done it. Teased you all evening while out, you told me I'd pay for it. I didn't believe you, got all mouthy cause we were out in a public place. When you grabbe...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had figured out pretty good. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websi...
Author's Note: the third story from "The Island" series where we find out a little about Jenny. *** III. Jenny's story Episode I. A slave must suffer Hi! My name is Jenny. I'm 20, and I should be the happiest slavegirl in the world! At first, I should introduce my Master. My Master's name is... just Master, he is imaginable. He lives only in the mind of...
Jenny was more than a little nervous as she watched the taxi pull away -- terrified was more like it. The bus trip had been scary enough. Never having ventured beyond her front door dressed en femme, she had ridden a bus 700 miles to a strange city, looking like a low-classed slut. Here she was, at last, on the doorstep of a man she had never met in person b...
It was somewhat before 7:00 am when I woke up. It was dark in my room, but I could hear the soft breathing of a sleeping female in my bed and I could feel one of her legs draped over mine, as well as one of her hands resting limply on my torso, just between my breasts. "Nat?" I asked groggily, assuming that the identity of my bedmate was my teenage neighbo...
I woke up that morning feeling a sense of great relief and satisfaction. As I stretched under the sheets, I could sense Bobby's presence. I'd insisted he sleep under the bed that night, after our little session, our meeting of the minds, took place. I used his own belt, which made it all the more satisfying. Jesus, I really laid into him, both with the belt...
Dear Shoeblossom: My wife and I really have enjoyed your letters. It has been a major help to us in the changes we've made in our relationship. For one thing, my wife is not a woman-born woman. In fact, Monisha used to be my teammate when we played soccer for San Francisco State University. We were living together, just a couple of guys, chasing girls and...
Ninth of nine parts. Copyright 2009 by F. Diriger -16- Judy I looked in on David occasionally Tuesday night as he read my diary extracts and then played the sensie I'd given him, a little surprised that he didn't think he had any homework to do. When Hubba told me David was going to bed, I put his vid up on my wallscreen and started the sensie feed to l...
I delighted in submitting to April. Her dominance over me sends my blood raising. And I couldn't be much more submissive than I am right now. Utterly naked, my wrists bound behind my back, my poor bottom still sore and stinging from two recent spankings, kneeling in front of April and performing cunnilingus on her while her mother, my former track-coach and...