Andrea King waited in her study for her newest converts and their pets. The door opened and three couples entered. The first was a buxom African American woman, the second woman was ethereal blond and the third was a tall strong looking red head. All three of course had restrained nude men on their knees. As was proper. The dark haired hostess rose, "W...
A dialogue Story Author's note: Master Robert and his submissive/slave/wife Anna give a dinner party for a few of their friends after which Anna tells them about the new rules she has to follow as part of an extended punishment for numerous transgressions she has committed against her Master. Their guests, dominants and their submissives, knew that somethin...
Apologies for name confusion in part 1. In the earlier part of the story, the character Grant is sometimes mistakenly referred to as Clark. ***** I turned a lamp on in Ms. Jenna's room and looked around. On the walls were portraits, photographs mostly, of remarkable women in history. Athletes, academics, scientists, all proudly displayed. And above the bed...
You rise from the table and come to me, hand reaching out to caress my face. "Are you ready?" you ask, fingers tracing the line of my cheekbone. I nod, pushing away from the table. As I am about to rise you deal me a powerful backhand, sending me sprawling from my chair. I taste salt and lick my lips, savoring the flavor of my blood. With bowed head I turn,...
I slept a fitful sleep that evening. I had started out the night by browsing for videos at the local porno shop. I was wearing women’s underwear, and a pair of large black men noticed my bra straps. These men subsequently took me to a house and raped my virgin ass and mouth. Afterward the men dumped me in an alley in my underwear, keeping my things including...
PART 4 Rika ... Fuck this was hot. I was so pleased that Master Si had brought me with him. I was watching Celina and the other slave, Candi her name was I think, beat the shit out of each other with whips and canes and stuff as well as giving a round of serial blow jobs to male slaves. Just playing this over in my mind was turning me on. Of course, as al...
My thanks to michchick98 for assistance with editing, and patience with my double spaces. A few words of explanation, I grew up within walking distance of one of the Great Lakes. I love the Lake in all its moods, from calm, quiet lady to furious angry tiger, and everything in between. The following is from my imagination pulling on memories of storms I have...
Faithful reader, I was well and truly depleted at this point; my day had been long and arduous. I decided to spend some time with the girl in conversation. I used my sleeve to brush away her tears, and again carefully removed the pear from her mouth after warning her to keep a civil tongue in her head. "So, Fine Bitch; now you have experienced the loss of o...
The Master of the house entered his home on Avenue Road. Immediately the sight of his slave sat cross legged beneath the stairs caught his attention. On her neck was a sign he had not seen for a while. He sighed in frustration. Her training had gone remarkably well for so long it was rare he saw the slave sit beneath the stairs these days. He glanced once mo...
The girl was nervous. She had never met someone quite like this before, on a whim, the blindest of dates, but something about their conversations had stirred her to the point of passion she had never felt before except in her wildest fantasies. The place they had arranged to meet was very isolated; a path at the edge of the conjunction of a small copse of tr...