I am KU41, 18 years old. It's tattooed on my chest and buttocks, with the word next to it SLAVE. I am russian, so I apologize for my english. I fully understand I must testimony only the facts that happened during my slavery and life, for the services of the department of slavery sociology of the university of London. I wasn't born as a slave. I became one...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (8 min/mp3) * * * * * Strip naked, girl. You will be completely nude for me. If possible, get in front of a full-length mirror. Stand up. Spread your feet wide apart. Wider than your shoulders. Keep yourself exposed, on display, vulnerable. Listen carefully. You are going to edge as you listen...
Well, let me first start by saying that I love your writing style. The thing I think I love about it is that when you are describing something, however small, your attention to detail is so acute and thus I am able to see it as if it were actually happening to me. When I was in High school, my English teacher gave us a writing assignment and we could write...
Our eyes met across the room. He was busy making frosting and I was baking the cake. As the timer went off, I took the cake out to cool. He looked very sexy standing there with frosting on his nose. I left the cake. He stood there, eyes glued. It was as though our thoughts linked. She was bewitching. Her short tank top hung loosely enough to see her supple n...
My tale of adventure with Barb and Julie. The first chapter is an unexpected threesome with two attractive married women on my preservation committee. The second chapter is a revealing shopping trip to an upscale mall with Julie. The third chapter is a D/s Sunday morning visit from Barb. - - I was still in bed at 7:30 am when the doorbell rang. I found Bar...
It was near 5 o'clock, she was stood up at her desk. She wouldn't dare to sit down; her pussy was still soaking, and since her Daddy had stolen her panties, sitting down would make it obvious to everyone how naughty she had been. It had been more than an hour since he had gagged her with his hand, forbid her to cum, and finger-fucked her until she had to squ...
Chapter 02 Nazneen enters Kyrhan's harem Dedicated to real life Nazneen and to Jill who together inspired this story hoping they will like it. * One of my readers pointed out I should give a small summary of the previous adventures of prince Kyrhan and his beloved Kira. Kyrhan is a modern days Indian prince and politician. He is strong, large and sex add...
Shall I ever get the hang of being early for work 8.40am shall I get used to being awake before noon, I went to Tim's drive-through hoping coffee would wake me up I did Tim's this morning as not to bump into my old boss, yawning as I walked into my office building, as usual, Judy the receptionist sat behind her desk. "Morning, Carla," Gee, how can someone l...
I answered her ad on craigslist. It was lonely and well written not like the usual ads found on craigslist. It said simply: "Older woman seeking a younger man. My husband is a cuckold, and I'm tired of the men he picks out. Your picture gets mine, please be open minded." I found it charming somehow. So, I wrote her an email. "Hello, I saw your add on cr...
The doorbell rang and my heart galloped, as it always did whenever the bell rang. If I kept totally focused on what Mistress wanted, everything was usually okay. However, unforeseen events, like doorbells for instance, almost always spelled trouble. I hurried to find my Mistress and curtsied automatically as I entered her room. "Mistress, there is someone...