(This is a two part story. This story is from the slave’s perspective. The other part of the story is from the mistress’s perspective. It is Training Slve Silk, Ch 5, by norma jeanne. It is probably best to read Training Slave Silk first and this second, however if you prefer you can read this
It was surprisingly easy to get out of the house. Jack escaped my hold long enough to turn back and silently pull my parents’ bedroom door closed. I held my breath while he did it and then scurried quietly to my room. By the time I’d pulled on shorts and a T-shirt and crept barefoot
I agree to be Michelle’s date for the Prom she didn’t really want to go to in the first place Michelle’s PromI – JulieSophomore year had started. Classes were fine. Sports were going fine. Dating was better than ever, I was actually seeing three or four different girls at this point. Not all at the
Daddys started to harden again as he watched may sleeping in her cell from the video feed in his office. He took another deep breath from her panties before he stood and made his way to her cell to wake her. Daddy opened her cell door but waited to turn her lights on. He watched
Once rainy day in cultenhove, a quaint little village just on the outskirts of Stirling you would find jenny and Carrie in bed rolling a joint. The room was a pale shade of lilac and the girls were happy to spend this lazy day rolling around on the duvet and thinking up dirty words for
Tricia was finishing the spring semester of her second year in College. Her body had filled out this year; her hips and breast were well developed. Now she wanted to change her image; she had her hair restyled, but was still concerned with her pale complexion. She decided to talk to Dad about getting a
The Selection – Cheerleader Sally Ch 1 Originally written by Frankel. No sex in this story is at all romantic or loving, and nor is it enjoyed at all by the women.Like every other girl the day I turned 18 I began my three years of sexual submission. Since the Great Male Uprising of 2056
I have waited years for this. Now is my time This story is total fiction. None of the participants are real. This is a fantasy story. These events did not occur. I have a great imagination, but I would never degrade another human this way. Enjoy. Kinda long but worth it. Trust me.I have had
In the weeks after our initial foray into the world of incest, as much as we wanted to have more time together alone, real life got in the way. Dad and I had work until one weekend when Mom was going to an event in Southern Vermont with a friend, and she would be riding
A teenage boy’s normal struggles with growing up are complicated by his porn brain and pantie fetish, or at least that’s what he thinks. There might be more to the story. Potentialby BistanderChapter 28When Time Stands StillThe ride home from the mall gave Evan time to think about the rings. Other than the one he
Dixie meets buck and his owner, its the diary of a 9yr old girl so spelling and grammer are on purpose this written like a 9year old wrote it, so spelling and grammar is on purpose.I was in behind my house n the woods picking berries in a small patch hidden. and i had a
Everyone in the story is over 18 and all acts depicted are consensual.///////”Are you sure about this?” I asked Sasha for the fourth time. She didn’t even answer this time; instead, she just grabbed my hand and led me right up to the front of the line. And sure enough, the two of us –
The suitcases were all packed and my fishing gear was in the boot. We were ready for our family vacation. Our family consisted of me and my wife Sandy and our eighteen-year-old daughter Kira. Sandy had organized the whole thing. She had found a little cabin on a lake which was apparently filled to the
Slave Jacob?Hello, Sir. How are you doing today, Sir?I’m doing well, slave. How are you?Correction, Sir, if you would allow. ‘It’… ‘How is its day?’You wish to be referred to in the third person?If you would allow it, Sir, a slave is an extension of its owner, not a man or person itself. It is
Let me tell you a story about a boy named Jerry. Jerry grew up in a small, lazy town in the Midwest. From the time he was five, he ate slept and drank baseball. Baseball, it seemed was the only thing his dad cared about as far as Jerry ever knew. By the time he
Samantha Redraws the Boundaries Pt. 2″Dad, how big is your cock?”Two weeks ago that question would have shocked me right onto my ass, but after what happened last week, now, when I heard my 21-year-old daughter, Samantha, ask me that question, it almost didn’t shock me at all.I can still barely believe it really happened.
With frank gone i need someone to fill this hole. Not to long after that fateful week with Frank 9/11 happened. Frank joined the army and I missed him terribly.Jennifer would let me know how he was doing but it still didn’t help.One day Jennifer came by. It was a teacher planing day so no
The house is darkly lit as he steps out of his car. A blue light over the door illuminates the number so he need not question that this is the right place. He pausesunsure if this door is to be entered now. Reading the slip of paper once again, he owns his desires and walks
This story continues from where we left off in the previous chapters. Would strongly advise reading them first before coming to this. It’s only my first attempt at this, so please be patient, and excuse silly typos / errors. I’m still learning this game a bit, so any feedback is appreciated!= PPanwarSumana headed back to
Author’s Note: This story takes place in an imagined future. A genetic mutation has made it so that most female fetuses die before birth, so the population consists of about 4 men for every 1 woman. This means women are generally unsafe and frequent victims of rape and abuse. Except in The Fortress.Please note, although