Slavery

Let me tell you a story. A story about the little girl, who thinks so much differently from everyone else. She sat alone shivering, her clothes gone and forbidden. She looked about the unfamiliar place, unable to gather any comfort from it's distant atmosphere. She looked down at her feet. the unforgiving material pressed into her flesh, causing her toes to tingle and eventually go cold and numb. How dare she think of removing the wreched shoes that bit into her tender feet. She would not remove them. Could not remove them. Her body screamed at her to rip them away...

She stood there, all of 5” tall, looking death in the face. In front of here is what can only be described as the hideous monsters we worried about slithering under our beds as children. Lurking in our closets. He stood at least three times her height, and even get started about his girth. He stood there immodest, unclothed as any creature should be. She couldn’t help but glance at the pelvis. She couldn’t comprehend what creature this was. Where she was. What was happening. She felt an overwhelming sense of dread, and arousal as her eyes are glued to his...

I expected to buy things at the auction, not be apart of it. It was my 17 birthday. My parents had just gave $300 and told me to have fun. I wanted to head down to the auction as soon as possible. I dressed in a low cut black tank and black skinny jeans that clung to my ass. I had just walked through the door into the auction house and sat towards the front. The auctioneer was running up the price on a old Ford pick up truck. No sooner did the word SOLD! echoed through the room a gentleman...

It all started one early summer day, my parents and my brother had decided to go to Cuba for a month, and i screwed around and didn't get my passport done in time so i couldn't go, so i was alone for a month and this day, it was just like any other day as it was hot and i was just relaxing on my doorstep hoping something interesting would happen or i would at least get a call. However that wasn't the case so i went inside and passed out on the couch and about an hour later i was...

Cool autumn rain pitter-pattered on the cobblestone walkway as James hurriedly followed Bayonetta to her new lair. They jogged from the car park to the entrance of a classy looking, unfamiliar apartment building. By the time they reached the lobby their leather and latex clad bodies were glossy and dripping. It was almost refreshing after their time in the wasteland. The rain served to wash off the residual dust and grime of the desert. The woman sitting at the front desk glanced up at them briefly and raised an eyebrow. She returned to her magazine as the couple moved to the...

I've been married to my wife for 7 years now and we have an interesting sex life. It's not a normal marriage in any sort of way. 24 hours a day I am her slave and do everything she asks of me. Sometimes she allows me to have sex with her and other days she has sex with other men while I watch. If she isn't in the mood to be penetrated, she penetrates me with her 8 inch strapon. We don't take breaks, this is our life. I'm hers to use for whatever she wants and I'll always happily oblige...

Stephen’s alarm went off at 6:30 in the morning. ‘That was strange; his alarm usually went off at 7.’ He turned over to try to go back to sleep, then jumped upright, remembering what was waiting for him downstairs, and why he had set his alarm to go off so early. He got up showered and got ready for work, and then made his way downstairs into the kitchen; he put a slice of bread in the toaster and then made his way down the steps to the basement. He then pushed open the basement door and looked in. And there...

Copyright 2018 by the author. All rights reserved. Hell House By Randy MacAnus As I sat checking my monitor wall, I said to myself, It's good to be rich. You can afford the most delightful hobbies! I have lots of hobbies, but my favorite is breaking straight college boys and turning them into whores for men. There are easy thug ways to do that, of course. But I like being creative and elegant in my perversions. Now mind you, there are a lot of really good and decent young men out there, that don't deserve to be fucked over like that...