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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is entirely coincidental. Contains adult themes. The author does not condone any of the actions depicted in this work

This is a blog of sorts that I am writing to reflect on my life of service to my Queen. 5:00 AM. I wake up and shower off the night. I grab my phone and text my Queen. “Good Morning my Queen. I hope You find the day to Your liking. (I also include a pic of my morning wood for Her

Part 2

I had always had this fantasy of being tied up and men having their way with me. Well, one evening before my husband Louis set out to run some errands, he instructed me to slip into something white and sheer. He wanted it very see through, as if I had nothing on

Intro (optional to read, depending if you want more story or more mystery) I am the mighty Cernunnos, nature god of the old world. I am the lord of all male animals, fertility, and procreation. There was a time when you humans revered me

Mistress is sitting outside in the garden, enjoying the coolness of the afternoon, with a glass of red wine at Her side, Her slave, kneeling humbly before Her wearing only a collar and chain, Mistress enjoys reaching out and caressing Her slave now and then

Afternoon break I watched her as she finished her shopping and then made my way out to the parking lot so that I would be able to see her leave the store. I saw her come out and started walking in a direction that would force her path to intercept mine

Step Daughters' Desire chapter 9 Frank is adjusting well to having wealth and seven sex slaves. Elise and Angela share a session in the play room with pain, pleasure, dogs and after care. Robert dropped Frank at the mansion. He called Elise, Angela and Kim Li

The Reverend was angry. His blood pressure was through the roof. He knew it because he could feel the throbbing in his temples, but what could he do? Doing anything to that Walker boy meant exposing his son to shame

nd rain shelters but what it certainly doesn’t have is an air conditioner or even a few fans… So I’m here sitting in the classroom listening to this boring teacher who’s rambling on about WWI poetry, but no-one’s taking notes; too busy fanning themselves with their pads and folders to write anything

Bev was bobbing up and down on the quarterbacks 11inch prick as the head cheerleader Tracy sucked on the hunks balls

“Get on the table,” commanded Coud. It had been a week since Karen became Coud’s slave. Her body had many marks from the torture she had received from her master. She touched the collar that Coud had given her the first day they met. She then looked up

----- Chapter Eleven - Modifying the slave Part 2 Lisa slowly woke up. She was in a hospital bed. Her master sitting next to her. She lay there naked. The first thing she could see was the bandage around her, now extremely huge, breasts

"Take off your clothes, then bend over to touch your toes." I did as I was told. Rose was sitting in a chair in front of me, black latex clad from neck to toe,she was also holding a long braided whip

Chapter 2: Making a Sex Slave That next day in class I sit at a desk alone again, and sure enough as Sarah walks through the door and sees me, she makes a b-line to sit beside me