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cheerleading team slave

by cloudylez on Mar 2, 2021
BDSM

Shannon is very embarrassed and scared. It is Monday and at school all day she has heard taunts towards her as everyone in the school knows of her humiliating loss in a fight. It is the end of the day and she is heading to the freshmen cheerleaders locker room to begin as their slave having no idea what they will make her do. She enters the room and sees the...

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The Moral Slavery Ammendment Ch. 05

by Vslave on Apr 21, 2020
BDSM

Evan came up to the stage to collect us, attaching a leash to each of our collars and giving Mistress a signed check before leading us off of the stage. Mistress seemed annoyed on our behalf once she recognized him as the boy insistent on fucking Eve. Now he would get his wish. He waited for us to exit the theater and emerge in front of some busy crowds be...

The Old Gogenfart Farm Ch. 06

by LIVINRFANTASIES on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

A PAIR OF TITS AND TWO OLD MEN. Ch6 Camping and Bondage Stories Ira and Irene had told her brother-in-laws a little about us. Mostly that Ira enjoyed fondling Dollie's titties and we became friends last year. That's pretty much all the two old guys mentioned anyway. Standing there together, staring at Dollie's tits, they asked if they could feel them. Dol...

Sow Primer Ch. 09

by InYourDreams on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Carl drove Kitty to the sow farm. He led her through to the veterinary clinic, Kitty trotting along behind him as he strode purposefully through the corridors looking for the reception area to register her for her surgery. Kitty just had a little robe over her nakedness, and she walked barefoot. She felt very nervous and excited at the same time, and she kep...

A Storm of Emotions

by fishcrem on Mar 25, 2019
Fantasy

Slow magenta clouds roll over the land of Tourend as a strong breeze whips up dust and scattered leaves from the ground. In a small village along the east coast parents called out for their children to come inside. This was the second storm of this week. The effects of the last storm were barely over. Hell! Eobard is probably still weeping in the loft of The...

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The Mistress and Her Justice Ch. 01

by kelmag on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

Copyright 2008 - All rights reserved. This material maybe not be reprinted or posted on any other internet site without the expressed written consent of the author. * Judge Reynolds looked down from his seat on the high rostrum and sighed almost inaudibly as the defense lawyer droned on about how his drug dealing client's rights were violated and therefo...

The Armoire Ch. 04

by darquesied on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

- Expertly edited by FQKF A few eyes turned my way when I came in the café and I couldn't help but smile as a couple of husbands got scolded by jealous partners. Just like any woman I've ever met, I am always flattered by the attention and I still blush when it is obvious that I am being "visually" undressed by strangers but, I've never received the interes...

MilkTitty Farms Ch. 04

by BlackMadonna on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter 4: Tools of the Trade As much as Kelly would have loved to spend her first day worshipping the fat black length of Darlin's cock, before she could truely begin her new job as a proper MilkMaid, she had to be trained. So, after cleaning up a bit and changing into the cute little milkmaid outfit that was commonplace at MilkTitty farms, Kelly skipped h...

Stress and Success

by Woodchuckbdsm on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Six foot four inches and two hundred pounds. That's what Westin had measured in at when he left the gym locker room that morning. He was thirty-three years old, and had recently taken an interest in how much of an effect gravity has on him. By this evening he would only measure six foot three and a half inches. Statistics like this weighed heavily on his mi...

Journal Extracts Ch. 10

by JRPMTP on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

THURSDAY, MAY 10, 2007. Marie was keen to visit the B******** alone but I vetoed the idea, pointing out the dangers. I agreed to a scenario however in which we entered separately and I kept out of the way, intervening only if I thought a situation looked fraught. So it was that I sat at a table near the exit, a table commanding a good view of the bar, with...