Kallie slipped the leash but realized she was lost without her Master. She had to go crawling back. ~ "How fat are you now whore?" "Fat, Master. So very fat." "Good." The last time I saw her, she was pushing the limits of the definition of the word BBW. I could only imagine what she looked like, if she thought she was that much more fat than before....
Part Four The Initiation ...cherie knew exactly what was meant by a "proper greeting." It had been drummed into all of them many times, over and over. It was a time that would allow others to see how a slave reacted to the inspection of her body. Cherie walked quickly and very lightly towards the sound of the male voice, a sound like deep roasted chicory...
Finally, I had a chance to test a real slut whore who loved to be used and abused! Seems she would do anything I demanded. I could get her so worked up in my using her, that my slave would beg for whatever I wanted to do. Nothing hotter than having your own personal slut pleading for you to do anything hot and nasty to her. Such a great way to play. I just...
Hank led Anastasia into the house and straight to a room that contains many things that are familiar and yet unfamiliar to Anastasia. There is what looks like a doctor's examination table only lower with stirrups in the center of the room. There is what appears to be an IV stand next to it. There is also something that looks like a traction handle above the...
Once Hank and Anastasia are in the training room, Hank removes the leash, and stands near a stool that is placed in the center of the room. He instructs Anastasia to stand in front of him and remove his belt. Anastasia, of course, does what she is told, removing Hank's belt and handing it to him with now trembling hands. "While I have been very pleased with...
Part One: Sweet Whore ...cherie stretched and turned as the heavy layers of sleep poured off her naked body. Both hands automatically caressed her silky soft and velvety smooth body as she rose up higher and higher shedding layers of sleep like clothing. Ebony lashes fringed her azure eyes that were still closed as she remembered pieces of the night... Sl...
I felt a little bad about deceiving Sara Jane like I did. She had mentioned once how she really did not like her colleague, Marie. For me to team up with Marie and use Sara Jane like we did was pretty wicked, even for me! But knowing Sara, deep down, she probably loved being used by that big, black, cock in the back of an Uber! As Sara Jane stood in my foye...
Editor's Note: this submission contains raceplay and femdom content. * Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of hav...
Lucy had dressed smart -- she liked to give an impression of strict authority on the first day of training. However, due to her body shape the tight, overstuffed business jacket, low cut shirt and short skirt looked like the design of a horny cartoonist. Her firm, supple tit flesh shook gently back and forth as she slipped into a pair of black high-heels, an...
Daddy, i apologize for taking so long to draft this letter but i wanted to be sure and analyze my thoughts and feelings after the training session this afternoon. After this session i have learned much of what you were trying to teach me. This lowly slut is humbled by Daddy taking the time to teach her things he deems she is capable and worth learning. i u...