Property or Person? How did it come to this? My name is Jan Thomas, I am the very image of the perfect suburban wife and mother. I am just that, a wife of twenty plus years, mother of three beautiful university student daughters, high school teacher, Girl Guide leader, church volunteer. Oh, and desperate mleccha slut for my Hindu god Vivek. It should not be...
Jack led the group down the stairs leading to the basement, with Debbie right behind him being led by her chain. Brant was right behind her admiring her ass as it swayed back and forth with each step down she took. The rest of the pack was right behind him wondering what Jack had planned for their enjoyment. Jack had finished the basement several years bef...
An 18-yr-old is trained by her high school teacher. ***** Slut in Training Part 1 It wasn't a coincidence that I always walked into class sucking on a lollipop. I also made sure I wore the most obscene thing I could get away with wearing. Mr. Dolan was always fighting my behaviors, telling me that I shouldn't dress the way that I did. He sent me to the of...
I had my turn last month. Tonight was her turn. And she fucked me. Oh god, had she fucked me. She fucked me and I came. I came from being fucked in my ass. But it wasn't my ass anymore, it was my pussy now. Her pussy. She was Mistress tonight and she owned me. Mistress had me shave all of my hair from the neck down. All of it. Everywhere. Then she dressed me...
This story is fiction. It includes interracial, group, rough, lesbian sex. The main character is sexually used and abused much to her own enjoyment. If you don't like this kind of story, you may want to consider reading a romance novel. After spending a week with John Taylor and his friends at their cabin, it took Bobbie the entire next week to rest up. She...
PART 16: REST / EVENING EVENTS Showered with mixed feelings, I thought about the day's events thus far and looked at my beautiful wife. She gazed back at me and it was such a strange sensation as I could literally feel the love and energy between us despite all of the events that had transpired. My mind brought me back to the moment; we were absolutely exh...
Damian opened his eyes and for a minute he believed yesterday had been a dream, then he realized he was still holding Slut in his arms. She was wide-awake, looking at him. All the toys they had been using the night before lay around them. He knew if she would have wanted, she could have harmed him, maybe even killed him in his sleep. The fact she had not pro...
Ron and I were naked. We squatted in the middle of the room, back-to-back with our elbows linked and our legs spread as far apart as they could go. Ella and Mary wanted to show their audience what good sluts we were so she didn't tie our thighs apart. We were expected to keep our legs open and our cocks on display simply because we were sluts. We did as expe...
As your mistress I owe you no explanation. I owe you no confession. I am, however, so very proud of you and how far you have come, I feel as though you have earned a bit of relief. I read your confession over repeatedly. I was so very pleased. You truly have given yourself to me. You have come to understand that giving me your complete trust and compliance...
I closed the door to he bathroom and leaned against the wall trying to get my strength back. What was I even doing here? I was a decent respectable woman admired for my virtue and here I was in the home of a total stranger being sexually used by him. I was naked and my body felt sore and abused. The weird part was, I never felt more alive in my life. I did...