Fantasm

From Druggy to Slave Angle

It all started one morning on my way to work, I stopped at my local DD for a cup of coffee. When I walk into the store there is this nervous young girl with stringy hair and tats all over giving the clerk a bunch of shit over what she ordered but when she sees me she grabs her shit and heads for the door. The clerk was glad to see me he said she comes in every once in a while and dose this every time. He stated I don’t know what she is on but she is out there. Well I started thinking she is just a drain on society and would be a good slave to train, no one would miss her. So I wait to see if she would come back. …

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Titcage (Chapter 14)

Chapter 14 BEN At home she stood in the doorway as her father inspected her crotch. She was wearing the sexy pink satin panties she’d left home in. Her father grunted in approval, but rather than dropping her skirt back down, this time he dipped his fingers under the crotch band of her underwear, and probed into her pussy. Claire gasped in shock and more than a little pleasure, and then blushed as her dad’s fingers came back out wet, dripping with her whore-jam. ‘Take them off and sit on the kitchen bench with your legs spread,’ he said. Claire was still bright red as she climbed up and parted her legs, exposing her wet, nude, snatch. Her father stared at it for a few seconds, and then slapped it with his bare hand. It …

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Joanna’s Bite: My Night with the Undead_(1)

It was just after 11 P.M. when I finally hung up the phone. The queue for Tier 1 had closed over an hour ago, and they had called clear at 10:15. I was stuck on a call, however. I do over-the-phone technical support. I used to do actual repairs on phones and tablets. Now I just work on the software. The customer I had just finished with, she had a particularly nasty bit of malware on her computer that would not go quietly into the night. I’m supposed to be off at 9:30, but in our line of work, calls will go over your work schedule. You can have up to twenty hours of overtime per week. It was my Friday. Technically, it was Wednesday, but my days off are Thursday and Friday. The plan …

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Taylor and Mona – Porn Queens

I got the shock of my life late one night while surfing the net on my computer. I was sifting through some teen porn, looking at the pictures of girls in several stages of undress and many stages of sexual activity.  I’m too cheap to spend money on any of these sites so I just surfed and fantasized about the hundreds of girls, in thousands of pictures posted as teasers for adult entertainment sites. I wondered where in the hell all these girls come from? Do they get paid as models to strip, pose, suck and fuck? Are they part of the world wide sex slave business? How many do it for kicks? Maybe a combination of all three and more. And no one in this world can tell me that ‘all models are all …

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Jenny Gets a Discount

This past Spring, I had to take the car in for service. I took the day off of work. I told Nick, my husband, that I planned to go to the dealership and then after, go shopping before coming home to make dinner. Having no idea what the work would cost, he handed me $500 in cash and told me that whatever I had left after the service bill I could use towards shopping. Nick treats me wonderfully and gives me anything I want, within reason, of course. He does have a way of making many things a goal with an incentive. In turn, I take these things as a challenge.  The dealership is familiar with me since we have bought a few cars there over time. In preparing for the trip, I decided to …

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The Party_(4)

Tracey was more than a bit nervous as she knocked on the kitchen door of Emily’s house. Emily Chambers was her neighbour but although they lived in the same road the similarities ended there. Tracey’s house was a nondescript three bedroomed house whereas Emily’s was almost a mansion! It had started out the same as Tracey’s but over the years extensions had been added until it now dwarfed Tracey’s house and every other house in the road. To be honest the house looked totally garish and out of place in the small road but that was precisely what Tracey thought of Emily Chambers and her family as well. Emily went to the same college as Tracey but they hardly ever saw each other there, Emily mixed with the in-crowd, full of money and status whereas …

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Changing Realities (Part 3)

Hi guys and girls! It’s Chase. You know, the person this story is about. I know what you’re thinking – This can’t possibly be real. Well, let me assure you that it absolutely is. I can’t prove it to you, unless we chance to meet some day and even then, I’d have to tell you the whole deal all over again. That’s something I’m not very likely to do since any exposure of who and what I am could lead to my capture by someone wishing to turn me into some kind of guinea pig. I don’t know about you, but I’m not too keen about being locked away for the rest of eternity and being subjected to all manner of experiments in a vain attempt to reproduce this………thing that happened to me. There’s just …

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Captured Couples

I hope you enjoy the story. Disclaimer: all characters in the story are 18 or older, and all events are entirely fictitious. Remember, this is a fantasy. Always follow your dreams, the darker and kinkier the better! ————— The slender brunette licked her lips, her eyes going wide as she watched her Mistress clasp the strap-on dildo around her waist. Mistress Ashley was tall, with reddish-brown hair, ample breasts, and curvaceous hips perfect for bearing children. She looked down at her lithe and helpless slave. Caela’s 18-year-old body was laid bare, her wrists chained to the headboard. A chain hung around her neck with a tiny nameplate which read ‘slave bitch.’ Ashley leaned over her slave girl, the shiny dark dildo now within tantalizing inches of the girl’s opening. “So? I haven’t yet heard your …

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The Shoplifter Chapter One

SHOPLIFTER THAT TYPE OF GIRL I will never know how I got into all this. I was an eighteen year old senior in high school ready to graduate in a couple weeks. My grades were good, my ACTs and SATs were great. I had applied to three really good colleges and been accepted by all three. I had chosen the very best, Brighton University, an excellent, small private school. My parents had set up a college fund for me years ago and I had added two very attractive scholarship packages. My life was about as good as it could get. I was very popular, well dressed and coddled by over protective parents. I did not come from a broken home. I did not do drugs, nor smoke, nor drink, nor hang out with trashy kids. …

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The Young Wizard–Part 4

Chapter 1 We slept for another two hours and when I woke Mandy was still lying on top of me. My cock had slipped from her pussy and she was leaking all over me, but I didn’t care. I was here alone with a beautiful woman who loved me as much as I had grown to love her. She stirred slightly and raised her head. “Morning, my love; I love you. I’m the luckiest man on the planet—no, in the universe. You know, you’re beautiful in the morning.” “No, I’m not, Jeremy. My hair’s a mess and if I don’t get up soon I’m going to pee all over you.” I smiled as I said, “promises, promises!” Mandy laughed and pushed herself up en route to the bathroom. She returned a few minutes later, climbing …

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Diary of a Slave Merchant – 2008 (part 8)

January 16th, 2008 5:37pm I opened the door to the slave bedroom, and Ruby was sitting up in her bed, tears in her eyes, very frightened by the screams she had been hearing. “Baby, let’s get a third bed made up and get the girls in here.” I said. Baby grabbed a set of sheets, blanket and a pillow and went in to the slave bedroom. She walked over to Ruby, put her hand on Ruby’s hand and said something in Spanish with a comforting tone. Ruby seemed relieved and took the bedding from Baby’s hands, insisting that she would make the bed. As Ruby made up the bunk that was above her own, I disconnected the chain from Katie’s collar and removed her handcuffs, telling her not to move. I inspected Catherine’s backside. She …

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Nocturnal Legacy

“I asked for two pounds of ham and I want two pounds of ham!” the woman complained. “Not one point nine!” “Sorry, Ma’am.” I replied, putting another slice on the scale, my mind wandering again. Handing the woman her package, I glanced back over at the bakery counter. “He’s looking at me again!” I squealed. “Just go talk to him!” Judy urged in her graveled, low-pitched voice, “Life’s too short to mess around.” “I can’t just go up and start talking to him!” I argued. “Suit yourself… smoke break.” Judy announce, removing her apron and leaving the deli counter. We exchanged glances several times over the next few minutes as I wiped counters, trying to work up the courage to talk to him. “You two! Go talk to him already!” Judy urged. “You really think …

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“G.T.” the “P.T.” get’s Gang-Banged – Day Two

Tracey took some time to realise where she was – or where she wasn’t! She wasn’t in her own bed, In fact, she had no idea whose bed she was in. Then the reality of yesterday struck her, when she looked down and saw the blood on the inside of her thighs and felt the pain between her legs and deep in her anal passage. The reality hit her like a bad dream – but it was all too real. She had been fucked, sucked, gang-raped, abused – you name it. She went to get up off the foreign, smelly bed but was unable to move. She had been hog-tied, so there was no escape from this nightmare. It was light but she had no idea what time it was. Voices and footsteps was all …

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A Different Type of Fun at the Fair Part 02

A Different Type of Fun at the Fair Part 02 Written By: Mr. Mongo 8/30/2014 When Nancy’s alarm clock went off she seemed to explode awake. The sudden bust of energy came from Nancy’s excitement. Today is the first day of the summer fair coming to town. Last year started out as being Nancy’s most humiliating day of her life and quickly turned to the most exciting sexual experience Nancy ever experienced. Nancy was shocked at her behavior and how she acted in front of all those strangers. Videos of Nancy’s antics that day at the fair are all over the internet. A facebook page was started dedicated to Nancy’s day at the when she was denuded on the surf ride and ravaged by the carnies and on lookers. Videos and stills from that day …

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Masters pleasure

The blindfold is tied tightly, enclosing my world in darkness. The table under me is hard and unyielding as I lay unable to move, bindings biting into my ankles and wrists securing me in an x position. Ensuring im exposed and vulnerable. You are sat in a chair by my head, I can smell you there and it both excites and relaxes me. There are noises in the room, I can hear you talking to a couple of people, I can hear the padding of dogs paws, it sounds like more than one but I can’t be entirely sure. My body is tense and I’m straining to hear everything going on around me. Other sounds come to my attention, the rustle of a flogger, the quiet rattle of chains, other noises that I can’t make …

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Mom is about to get blackmailed

Mom is about to get blackmailed. Cathy and Tim had been married for seventeen years; they had two sons Jim 15 and Rob 13. They were normal active kids who didn’t get into much trouble so she figured she was ahead of things. They had a nice home in a decent part of town with a pool. One issue was her and Tim’s sex life was none existent. She had bought a big black vibrator and her and the device were very good friends. It was Sunday and Tim’s boss was having a cookout, they had gone with the understanding they would leave right after they had a burger. As usual Tim had several drinks and she knew the evening would be going on for quite a while. Most of the people Tim worked with …

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Phoenix ch 05

‘Of course, no one really knows why he chose to base his main character on Vlad the Impaler’ – from a treatise on Successful Authors of the 19th Century, section on Bram Stoker His army was destroyed and his war-horse had foundered at the base of the hill. His breath ragged in his chest, he ran desperately up more than a thousand steps, ignoring the macabre remains of the dead soldiers and prisoners staked out along the path leading to the high castle. His chosen few were manning the gates and the castle walls, but they would not be enough to ward off his brother’s black guard – the army that had crushed his own dragons. Exhausted and gasping with each breath, he stumbled up the last hundred steps. His brother’s guard was getting close. …

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step mother fucker_(0)

Main character: John/son. Age 18. Race Caucasian. Height 5’11. Build fit. Eye color brown. Hair brown trimmed. Size 10 inches and thick. Pubic hair fluffy soft. Character Summary: John high school graduate and son of vice chairman Alexander. His mother died at childbirth and it has been him and his father for sixteen years until he met Beth. John hated her immediately. John is smart and manipulative when he wants to be. He is clever and lucky as well as handsome. Main character: name Beth/degrading names. Age 35. Height 5’5. Build physically fit. Hair blonde. Eyes blue. Skin Caucasian. Bust DD. Public hair bushy for now. Character Summary: masochistic cunt that needs to be shown her purpose in life is to serve John’s father. She also loves Alex with all her heart and does her …

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Heather’s Dilemma Chapter 2

Heather’s Dilemma Chapter 2 One Month Ago Amanda had finished putting the final touches on her slave Heather’s bondage when she heard her doorbell ring. The 39 year old neighbor lay nude on a leather covered table. Her wrists were buckled together in leather cuffs and pulled up behind her head and attached to cable stretched down from the ceiling. Heather’s ankles were similarly bound and attached to the same cable. The cable was wrenched up pulling both Heather’s arms and legs upwards forcing her body into a bow. Only her lower abdomen rested on the table top.  Nipple clamps were attached to her breasts and heavy weights attached to thin chains dangling from the nipple clamps pulled her breasts downward. To add to the torment, thin straps had been buckled around the base of …

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Ghost Stories

“A surfeiting of terror soon makes terror a cliché.” -Richard Matheson, “I Am Legend” *** Dora’s ghost and Jill’s ghost left the basement at midnight, dragging chains all the way up the apartment building’s thirteen floors. The chains were Dora’s idea. “If we’re going to haunt people, we should have chains,” she said. Jill thought it was silly, but she didn’t argue. Dora had always gotten her way when they were alive, and some things never changed. While they haunted the apartments, they told scary stories. “…and when the boyfriend came around to open the door, the killer’s bloody hook was dangling from the handle,” Jill said. After a moment, she added, “See, because when he drove off—” “Yeah, I get it,” Dora said. “I heard that one in the second grade. It’s not scary.” …

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