Sado-Masochism

Suzi is Rebuilt as a Sex Toy ch 02

2 FOUR O’CLOCK I am writing this because it is the best way I know to further humiliate myself. Maybe that will make me cum. To expose myself by letting the world know what kind of life I am leading. There have been hundreds of cocks in my mouth and in my cunt since Michael took over my life and it turns me on to know that there are thousands more strangers watching the videos he posts and reading the stories he has me write. I am touching my pussy right now, masturbating because I know someone is reading this. I need to get some rest. In two hours, it will be six a.m. and Michael will dress me and send me back to Thomas. But I am desperate to cum and I can only …

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The Punching Bag

Chapter 1 Sophie has been married for a little over three years, but never has she had a fight as big as this one with her husband. It started when her mother-in-law “forgot” to invite her to the Thanksgiving dinner and did not seem to be ending any time soon. In preparation for his short trip, her husband packed his bag silently. He did not spare her a look and although she knew she did nothing wrong, Sophie was begining to have her doubts. The next two hours passed as she was trying to build up the courage to say something before he left. She didnt want him gone for days and leaving on bad terms. But she couldn’t do it. His mother has always been a menace. No matter how hard Sophie worked to …

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Queen of the Sex Slaves

1-Hub She tried to evade them for years, but in the end, they finally caught her, Tisya Achoka, and they brought her here. It is a fact widely agreed upon throughout the galaxy, that this place, the piratical slave traders’ planet of Aghara-Penthay is one of the best places in the universe to be male, and one of the worst to be female. Although the Slavers of Aghara-Penthay do deal in some male captives, such as for labor, for breeding stock, or for those who prefer men providing their sexual services, the Slavers made their fortune, and became infamous, for buying or capturing, training, and then selling desirable women. Over the centuries, it has become enshrined in Slaver culture that women are only a commodity, and their laws have long dictated that a woman forfeits …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 1

Chapter One Her sweet smile, that was the first thing Isaac noticed about her. Having just stepped into his favorite diner, he found his eyes drawn to the cute waitress maneuvering through the tables with a pot of coffee in one hand and a tray of food in the other. She was clearly eighteen; her “proportions” boasted her physical maturity while their perkiness showed her untapped youth. She was rather tall for her age, standing at six feet, maybe a few inches shorter than Isaac himself. Clashing with her pale skin, she had long black hair that was braided into a ponytail with two locks framing her teardrop face and big brown eyes that looked as though they belonged to a kitten begging for food. That smile of hers, there was something particular about it. …

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Dark as Ivory 2

Ivory She was trying to drive me insane, I was convinced of it, and wondered if she hadn’t already succeeded. The night she sent me the watersports videos I might as well have been her slave. I loved watersports, fucking loved them and adored using them as humiliation play because that was hotter than hell. And she had messaged me with such eagerness for that kind of debasement while I thought about how the dress I’d gotten her wasn’t enough and never would be. She had me enthralled by my heart strings and I didn’t even fucking do love. I knew she was going to keep playing too, was eager for it. She was going to be a dirty, bad little girl in some way. What exhibitionist behavior would she taunt me with now? What …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 2

Chapter Two ‘I don’t want to get up, this bed is so warm…’ Feeling like he was coming out of anesthesia, Isaac could hear activity in the background of his apartment, but he didn’t have the strength to open his eyes, especially after how hard he had “worked” the night before. ‘I don’t hear my alarm going off and I don’t have to take a piss, thereby proving that I don’t have to get out of bed.’ He pulled up the blankets over his face, but even while covered, he could smell something delicious. Was that… eggs? And coffee? And dare he dream of bacon? Even more, he could feel a warm wet tongue slithering back and forth across his manhood, diligently soaking him before an unbelievably soft mouth sucked him off. ‘Ok, I’m clearly …

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Darkest Greetings my Dear.

Darkest greetings my Dear. There you are, sat at the computer, tis late at night and the darkness outside is occasionally lit up by a distant, approaching storm. It is quiet, you’re alone in the house and just looking online to see how your friends are before you go to bed, when the hairs on the back of your neck raise as you hear a noise in the house. ‘It was nothing’ you assure yourself, ‘merely a household pet’ but still you remain on edge, nervous until a distant rumble of thunder makes you start, then laugh nervously. You sit and read, until you feel a presence enter the room behind you, fearing to confront them you sit still in terror as you hear the slight brush of cloth. A chill of ice runs down …

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Sunday Part 1

I woke up to her rubbing my stomach and below my belly button. I opened my eyes and she was smiling beautifully. “Good morning!” she said, blue eyes beaming. She was already in a new bra and underwear, and she appeared to have washed up from the night before which was weird because I didn’t hear her get up this morning. “My turn!” she said playfully, excited to get started on her day of payback. We agreed that Saturday I would be in control, and Sunday she would take over. She wasn’t wasting any time. She tied my wrists tightly to the head of the bed and tied my ankles similarly to how I tied hers the night before. She left my boxers on though, much to my displeasure. She stood above me in her …

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Step Daughters’ Desire chapter 5

Step Daughters’ Desire chapter 5 We ended chapter 4 with slave Sandra waiting for punishment for acting like a bitch. Slave Sandra waits in the basement play room naked, kneeling, legs, spread, hands clasp behind her back, forehead pressed on the floor, crying with pain in her heart for disappointing Master Frank and making him angry with her. Her knees hurt from remaining on her knees on the hard floor of the basement for the past hour waiting for the man she loves with all her heart to come and administer her punishment for not obeying a request from her mother, slave Janis, without question or hesitation. Slave Janis, daughters Diann and Angela are getting dressed to go shopping to give Master Frank time and privacy to punish slave Sandra. Over an hour after Master …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 7

Tell me what you think! I’m a shameless whore for comments! Chapter Seven Isaac slowly woke up, VERY slowly, pretty much tectonic-plates-slowly. His body was not so much heavy as just incredibly numb, his eyelids felt like they had been separated from all nerve endings and muscles. The right side of his gut was sore, but everything else… just felt so fantastic. Isaac had woken up from anesthesia before, once when he had broken his arm while working and needed a titanium brace bolted to the bones. He remembered waking up being one of the best experiences in his life, almost as good as sex. “Mr. Helton, can you hear me?” a woman’s voice asked, most likely the nurse that that toned down his morphine to wake him up. Isaac hummed in reply, that was …

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Queen Yavara: Chapter 50

Part Fifteen: Who You’re Meant to Be Chapter Fifty ZANDER “Make way for the queen!” the crier yelled. One goblin rang a bell, another blared a farting trumpet, a third struck a snare with a military cadence, and the crowd roared with laughter. “Make way for the queen!” The crier yelled again. The trifecta of successive noises sounded, and the laughter and jeers answered once more. “Make way, make way, make way!” the crier yelled atop the float, zealous and gleeful with his role. He was dressed in the traditional garb of a Highland officer, though his trousers were missing, and his cold-shrunken cock was bouncing wildly as the wheel beneath him struck the uneven cobblestones. The band that proceeded him were all dressed in a similar mockery of Highland pomp; their hats askew, their …

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Our Only Hope, Chapter 04

The characters and situations will be more understandable if the previous chapters have been read. Because it is a book, some of the chapters are more exciting than others, and some situations do not complete until the next chapter. I could have run this through my regular publisher and made a couple hundred dollars, but I am posting it instead because many more people read my posts than buy my books. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, …

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