It was shameful and indecent. I stood there naked, with a crowd of fully clothed women in attendance as Karlie knelt before me and worked her face in between my thighs. Karlie lapped at my wet, throbbing sex and when I squirmed and moaned in a shamelessly libidinous way, Karlie clamped her mouth over my swollen labia and her tongue went deep inside of me. I...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Allison's Addiction" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Anon140 to create this story. If you like this story, he should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. " * * * * * It had been at least six months sinc...
I was naked, handcuffed and surrounded by strangers who were ogling my exposed nudity. My chest heaved, and my breathing was ragged as Kat's friends lined up to fondle my vulnerable naked body. "I love the way you had her get a Brazilian wax," Kat commented with obvious approval, "She looks so much more naked than the average woman with all of her pubic hai...
I was naked, panting, wrists bound above my head and covered in a fine sheen of sweat, while dozens of well-dressed women gazed openly at my heaving breasts and shaved pubic lips. And while I was still panting from my ordeal, Gretchen called out ceremoniously, "Alright ladies! Intermission!!" At Gretchen's announcement, several women got up from their seat...
Being a slave-girl in the United States of America can be complicated. Currently in the U. S., owning another human being is of course, illegal. Therefore, my slave-girl status is largely a matter of mindset and behavior. And the more the people around me cooperate, the more my slave-girl mindset is reinforced. Ms. Cuthbert, Rosa, Heidi and even Josephine w...
Amesbury ordered me to start serving the canapes. And as I stood in silent horror, Mistress, Barletta, Lyndsay and the other free women at the table began to debate the merits of punishing me for being a bad daughter. I hesitated but then obeyed, cringing anew at every order, as Mistress Barletta, Amesbury and Lyndsay forced me to display my naked body in...
When I got home, I was sore all over. Councilwoman Normandy had whipped me far more severely than any woman had ever whipped me before. Ms. Knauss was the first to notice my whip marks. I was under orders to report to Ms. Knauss immediately whenever I came home and submit to her for a strip search and body cavity search. It wasn't that anyone felt I was goi...
My application for membership at the Vineyard was eventually approved. The approval process involved a criminal background check, a psychiatric evaluation, testing for STDs as well as intense physical examinations that required me to strip naked and be assessed by a committee of administrators to determine if I met the Vineyard's high standards of physical b...
As the day of the slave auction got closer, wealthy women came to the Vineyard to examine us and determine if they wanted to buy us. We were felt up, fingered, examined, pinched, and probed. Our physical attributes were discussed openly as if we weren't even there. Cara and I and ten other girls were herded into a room each day to be examined by prospective...
"Would you like to finger her to orgasm?" April asked, "The sounds she makes when she's writhing in orgasm are precious." I could feel my face burn hot with humiliation when April said that. My former track-coach had already seen me naked and bound spread-eagle to the basement wall. You'd think that after all of that, I'd be impervious to feeling awkward o...