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e - Dinner and a Show By The Technician BDSM, Bondage, Whips, M/F = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Evelyn is invited to join a very exclusive club, but she must first be interviewed by the admissions committee and explain why she deserves to be a part of SaM's very exclusive club

This happened when I was 10 and the beggining of my new life. Today started like any other day. Woke up took a nice shower and went back in my room to see what I wanted to wear. I picked out a nice dress that went to my knees and panties with sponge bob on them

I’ve been a prostitute for about one month now. I’ve only done some usual jobs such as military, scumbags, and the regular men. My Pimp has dressed me nicely today. I’m wearing 7” high heals, a skirt and crop top. He says that I will be going to a client’s home

This is a continuation of the "Playing Dare with Sis" and "Training my Sister Kayleigh" Stories. While I suppose this story can be a stand alone, character development as well as certain terminology will definitely be better understood if the previous series are read first

Note: Yes. I am back, and with new chapters. I would like to apologize to all my fans for my absence. Please, tell me which characters you are routing for, what you think will happen next, and any suggestions for future chapters. Please, please, comment and vote

Sophie is a high powered executive who makes decisions that impact the lives of her staff and community every day. When her husband, John, has some problems she does what comes naturally, deciding what is best for both of them. This is a four-part story

This story has been written as what I hope is 'erotic horror'

Margie stepped out of the shower and reached for a towel. It was already 3:00 and Master had said he would be home by a quarter after. Saturday was their day and night together. Master went motorcycle riding with his club and she enjoyed some private time

I grabbed the ewer as I ran out of the house with the shouts of my master behind me. Parvana had forgotten to get the water this morning and I was paying the price as I was the closest slave to my mater when he wanted a drink

Leah wasn't going to be like the others. He knew, in his heart of hearts, she was going to be a pleasant surprise. If not, well he thought, she'll still be fun to play with. Alfred Aimes stood outside the cage, staring at his latest possession

The Seventh Slave The house was big and imposing, in fact she wouldn’t even call it a house, it was more like a mansion. The dark brick walls rose high up in the air, the shiny windows mirroring the swirling winter clouds, a drop of rain fell onto her cheek

I grew up on a large West Texas ranch the son of a real ranch hand (cowboy). I lost my virginity to my older by two years step cousin when I was fourteen years of age. That was my first experience with bondage. She and her family visited my family on the ranch

Forget all that crap about this being fiction. This is taken from a week in my life, and not just any week—the week in which I found the Holy Grail. CHAPTER 1 I rolled the sedan to a stop, running down the passenger side window as I approached

Seth Basham was a 23 year old male. He was 5’11 and had an athletic build. He wasn’t a large mass of muscle, though having a six pack and noticeably worked arms. Seth had medium length black hair that hung barely past his ears. Nice blue eyes, and very distant freckles on his face

"We're going to teach you all sorts of new things" The ugly brute chuckled as he grabbed one of the the girls arms and pushed her into the cell. She stumbled onto the dirt floor as he swung the rusting metal gate shut, slamming it against the bars, rattling the cage like prison