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Diary of a slavegirl

Diary of a Slave It has been two weeks since I’ve been bought by my new Master. In the meantime I didn’t have much time to update my diary, since life here is quite busy and chaotic. At the institute where they taught us to be obedient and attentive and devoted I got a lot of compliments and oftentimes they told me I was the best in class, that I would make my future Master very happy and that they would be able to sell me for a lot of money. I don’t know how much money my new Master has paid for me, but I’m guessing it’s way to much. In my few weeks here I’ve learned so much more about servitude and obedience and dedication, than during all my years at the institute …

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Vector: Chapter One

Hello, everyone. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Well, I’m back and I bring tidings of a new story. But first, let me talk a little about the old one. “Take it Easy” was an experiment. One to test both what kinds of things would work in a story and how people would respond to them. I never really planned for it to be more than that. This story, however, should last a good bit longer and have a real plot. I actually have an ending planned for it, which is nice. The sex won’t be instantaneous, but I think it’ll be worth the wait when it does come. Thanks for reading. The story is also being posted on adultfanfiction and storiesonline, so check those sites if you feel the need. Your feedback is most …

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Fixing the Sink Ch. 2

This is a direct continuation of chapter 1. Enjoy! ***** Audrey lay there on me for a few seconds, regaining her strength before grabbing her clothes off the floor and heading out of the kitchen and to her room. “You mind giving me a hand?” I asked, still trapped beneath the enormous stone sink. Simon stood there awkwardly for a few seconds before dropping his lacrosse gear and moving to help me. With me using my free left hand to push and Simon pushing as well, we managed to slide the massive object off of my chest and far enough to the side that I could wriggle my trapped right arm free. I stood up stretched out my cramped muscles. “So, um…how’s it goin’?” I began, awkwardly. “I’m Josh…I came to fix the pipes…because the …

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Clerk In Photo Department

Fbailey story number 292 Clerk In Photo Department I was seventeen years old at the time and a junior in high school when I got a job as the clerk behind the photo counter at the local Drugstore. We were the only Drugstore in our small community so I got to know just about everyone sooner or later. When the new kindergarten teacher Miss Morris brought in her roll of film she asked for double prints and smiled at me as she said that she would be back in about two hours. Of course I told her that would be plenty of time. She leaned across the counter and whispered to me that I might want to keep other people from seeing her prints and then she gave me a sly smile and suggested that …

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Lydia_(1)

Message-ID: <[email protected]> X-Original-To: [email protected] Delivered-To: [email protected] X-Original-Message-ID: <[email protected]> From: John Owens <[email protected]> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2009 17:08:39 +0000 (GMT) Subject: {ASSM} How it all began Lines: 523 Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2009 18:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: <[email protected]> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr.org/Year2009/59623> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <[email protected]> X-Story-Submission: <[email protected]> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman <1st attachment, “How it all began.txt” begin> This is my story. This is an adult story meant for people over the age of 18. It is a fantasy, not reality. Please do not reproduce or repost without permission. Thanks, [email protected] How it all began I hadn’t suspected anything at all. Lydia and I were a very happy couple, we enjoyed a lot of sex and told each other our darkest fantasies. When I first got my hands (figuratively anyway) into …

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The Harem Pt.1_(0)

The Harem Pt.1 I woke up and expected the regular headache to hit me. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock: only 9am. After we had partied until 6am and had been pretty wasted I had expected to be out longer. But here I was, wide awake and no headache. I glanced over at my wife, she was still out for good. It had been my 30th birthday yesterday and we had celebrated with around 80 guests, family, friends, colleagues and it had been one hell of a party. I even had trouble remembering the last 2 hours. And still I was awake 3 hours earlier, feeling great as ever. Not even at the age of 18 had I felt that good after a long night. Well, lucky me I thought and silently …

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The Man of Sin: Chapter 4_(0)

Chapter 4 Lily whimpered with her face to the ground, feeling more humiliated than ever in her life. She felt like she was doing something wrong, something dangerous and unwholesome. She was with Xavier behind the university gym, enjoying the privacy. Buzzing inside her were two large vibrators, one in her ass and one in her pussy, with Xavier stirring them to further intensify the tidal wave of sensations sweeping through her. He was training her in anal play, having convinced her that it would be a great method of bringing her joy and physical pleasure, as well as let them break down the physical and emotional barriers between them. In reality, he was doing this to weaken whatever resistance she might have to his will. The more he humiliated her like this, the more …

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Teaching Her Girls How To Fuck(Part 2 Wendy)

I picked Peg up and carried her back to her bedroom. I told the girls turn down the bedding, so I could lay her down in her bed. I then went and got my clothes and took them back to her bedroom and put them on a chair there. I went and took a shower, and came back into her room and climb into bed with her, and I was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I am a early riser due to my army training, by 5 am I was up to take a piss. I was still tired from last nights activities, so I went back to bed, besides I was on R&R. Peg hardly moved an inch all night, and when I got back into bed she cuddles up …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Final Chapter

Chapter Nine Isaac and the girls were in walking down the expansive hallways of the Maine Mall, moving from store to store. Isaac had decided to take them shopping and spoil them a little, so of course he was carrying the bags and covering most of the purchases. The smiles of their faces were priceless, but hauling the countless bags of clothes, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought that he now felt like THEIR slave. Blood splattered across the movie screen in the newest horror movie released, with Alice, Holly, and Donna trying to sink into their theater seats while struggling to work up the courage to watch the film. The four of them had been trying to pick a movie to go out and see, when Alice spontaneously suggested seeing the ghost …

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Daddy Daughter Day Part 2

DADDY DAUGHTER DAY PART 2 It had been two years since Rebecca and I spent our day alone together. She spent that time away at college, so we didn’t get any time to further our sexual relationship. During that separation, she also had a boyfriend. She told me about him, apparently needing my approval. I told her she was an adult now and that she needed to make her own decisions and mistakes. I met him a couple times while the wife and I visited Rebecca at school. I was not impressed, thinking he was a moron and a leach. He didn’t work and depended on Rebecca to foot the bill for everything. I voiced my displeasure at the situation many times and even told her that he must be terrific in bed to warrant …

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Mary began it all

How does one start down the path toward the deviant? Does it really start one day with a simple suggestion or idea? I look back and wonder if I were somehow predisposition to the allure of certain taboos? When I was in my mid 30’s I lived alone in a small apartment. I had a pretty decent job that paid all of my bills and only had me working 4 days a week. I think I’m pretty average looking. I stand 6’1 and weigh 175lbs with short brown hair and blue eyes. I try to work out a couple of times a week when I am not working. I moved out to the Mid-West by myself and didn’t know too many people. I did manage to meet up with a few lovely ladies when I …

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Gina.

Gina. Gina was a married neighbor that had a white mother and a Portuguese father. She was mid thirties, 5’6” and a toned 145 lbs. Brown curly hair, brown eyes and dark olive skin. Besides Gina’s white smile, her best features were her small waist, big round ass and hints of a large bust. Gina didn’t mind wearing tight jeans but always wore floppy loose tops to hide what was there. The way she tried to hide them made me even more interested in finding out what she had. Her husband was Dan. Dan was a small, middle aged, pot bellied, college professor and a very liberal arts minded guy. I always thought he was gay because of the weak hand shake and the way he looked at me. He is about 5’5” or so …

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The Honeymoon_(0)

Sarah and I had just been married. It was a her dream wedding, everything she wanted, I agreed to. It was hard not to considering her Dad was paying for the bulk of it. But whatever made her happy I was all for. You know the old saying, “Happy Wife, Happy Life”. I tried for the most part to adhere to this motto through our entire relationship. Thats not to say I didn’t put my foot down on occasion when I needed to, but we rarely argued and I think we have a pretty good thing going. So the ceremony and reception were over, we’d said our goodbyes to our family and friends and retired to our room where we consummated the marriage… again and again… I didn’t let her take her dress off for …

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First Time Driving Part4

Continued from last time…. It’s been a few weeks my dick was inside Juliana in Vinny’s room during that sleepover. I couldn’t stop thinking about that, but there was another thing on my mind. For some reason, I found myself getting hard in the pants whenever I talked to this girl in my class, Jackie. Jackie was really hot, and she was my age, 2 years older than Juliana. She was tanned more than Juliana, and was a few inches shorter than me. She had smaller breasts than Juliana, but not by much. Her legs were longer and her ass was a bit bigger. To top it all off, I could have sworn that I caught her looking at me a bunch of times during class. What was I to do…..? It was Monday now, …

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Waking Chris-Part 2, Chris and Josh

“Damn Chris, you’re one hot bitch,” he murmured in my ear. I was blushing. “Thanks, Matt.” His dick was starting to go soft inside me, and his cum was giving me a warm glow in my belly. What else could I say? I heard something over by the door, and there was Josh in a shirt and boxers, one hand on the bulge in his boxers and the other on his phone with the camera aimed at us. I didn’t know how long he’d been there, but when he saw me looking at him he grinned and vanished before Matt saw him. I wiggled again. “I need to pee.” “Fine with me, bitch. Just don’t do it in my bed.” He pulled out of me and lay on his side, watching me get up. My …

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An average day for his happy little whore…_(0)

I’m lying on the bed. Waiting. The underwear I’ve worn throughout the day in the corner of the room. That’s not allowed now. I’m covered with a sheet, my piercings making an appearance as my nipples harden at the thought of what could happen when he gets home. I roll over, brushing them against the sheet sending a wave of tingles down my spine to the hollow of my back. Time goes so slowly. I can feel a wetness between my thighs, increased by the knowledge that I’m not allowed to touch. To ease the ache that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to grind my hips down onto the bed, struggling to ease my frustration without giving into temptation. The sheet is twisted around me, beginning to expose parts of my …

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Pizza Delivery_(0)

Delivery.. > It had been a slow night, summertime was slow enough for pizza delivery, but when delivering to a hotel tips where even worse. I moved out of my parents house right after graduation and my teacher’s salary didn’t cover all the bills so I had a weekend job delivering for Papa John’s. I was surprised by the name on the delivery slip as Wendy R. at room 240, The Hilton Garden. Mrs. R had been my guidance counselor, during my freshmen year at State college, rumor had it she was an easy lay for the jocks, of which I was not. I was surprised by the fact she was staying at the Hilton, when she only lived 20 miles away. During college I had gone from a tall out of shape kid to …

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Reunion Campout

Amanda and Chloe were best friends. They were as close as two friends could be, more like sisters than just friends. Both were only children and grew up next door to each other in a typical sleepy suburban town and were 25 now. Their father’s Bill and Pete were typical suburban dads, with jobs in the city and weekends spent with the family and keeping up with projects around the house. Chloe’s parents were long divorced but had joint custody while she was growing up and had a cordial relationship, and she did not blame either parent for the divorce. Amanda’s parents had only recently divorced, and the breakup was also mutual and cordial. Her parents just had very different attitudes about life and different interests from each other. Where Amanda’s mother loved the latest …

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4 – Senior Year

Note: As per my other stories, the character names are all changed on the off-chance that there is someone who recognizes any of the descriptions of living arrangements or furniture. If this is the first story of mine that you are reading, I have three stories before this – while the other three stories are not necessary to read, they do help to build up some backstory to where I was in my life at the time. Once again, while the verbal interaction may not be accurate, the physical interaction is to the best of my recollection. ——————— Eleventh grade was incredibly non-descript. I did a lot of the same things I imagine most teenage boys did in the early 2000s in a big city – smoking pot, drinking when I could get my hands …

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Traci’s Abduction and Rape 4

Traci’s Abduction and Rape 4 It has been almost two years since Traci was taken to a remote building by her kidnapper. He had tied, whipped, caned, vibrated, and fucked her in all her holes. She thinks often of the pain and pleasure he forced on her using and abusing her. Each time she relives the experience with her unknown abductor she gets wet and masturbates to very hard orgasms. She has dated and had sex many times since the last time he used her but nothing from any of her dates gave her the pleasure she felt while he used and abused her. She still has her online friend in Texas and has told him every detail of her experiences she received from the friend he sent her way. She has ask several times …

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