Slavery

Absolutely Yours

We've gone over to Jon's one evening. Susan is out of town, and we decided to keep Jon company. He made dinner for us, and we brought some good German beer. I've had a few glasses of wine with dinner. After dinner, we're sitting in the living room, just talking, some about art, some about people you & Jon know. It was a long week for all of us and its nice to chat with friends and relax. Everyone feels very calm, although you suspect there is some undercurrent of sexual tension. You had teased me before we left home, and now, after dinner, you notice my nipples through my shirt.

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Erziehung von Katrin zur Lecksklavin (19)

XIX.
 
Der nächste Tag war endlich Ferien und ich konnte ausschlafen.
Ahmed hatte mich gestern Abend nach Hause gefahren und mich drei Häuser vor meinem Elternhaus aus dem Kofferraum gelassen, die Handschellen aufgemacht und meine Klamotten auf die Straße geworfen, von wo ich sie schnell aufhob, anzog und nach Hause rannte.
Als ich am nächsten Morgen gegen 10 Uhr aufwachte schmerzten meine Glieder, ich nahm mein Handy und hatte eine WA im „Schlampen“ Chat, den Ben für mich eingerichtet hatte.
Ich, Ahmed, Steffi, Ebru, Ben und Fatma konnten nun mitlesen.

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Erziehung von Katrin zur Lecksklavin (18)

XVIII

Am nächsten Abend, der Tag über war schrecklich, ich war dank dem Klitrohr dauernd hoch Geil und konnte nichts dagegen tun - traf ich mich um 20 Uhr mit Fatma im Enchilada in der Gabelsbergerstraße, dort aßen wir zwei.
Und unterhielten uns, Fatma wollte ganz genau wissen, wie das Klitrohr sich so anfühlt und ob es Geil ist, es zu tragen.

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Laura's Night Out

Laura looked in the mirror and inspected her outfit. The PVC dress that Mark had bought for her was so brief it showed off her stocking tops, and so low cut that her breasts were in danger of falling out, especially when she leaned forward.

Still, he had insisted that she wear it, and she knew not to disobey his orders.

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Holidaying into Submission - Part 2

I dozed off in the seat as Master watched me. I am still handcuffed and my nipples exposed under his jacket but he is pleased with me.

'Mmmm' he mutters to himself as he settles back in his seat.

Jenny my Darling, time to wake up...'

Ding, Ding, the seat belt sign is on and we are coming in to land. The Stewardess' are walking up and down the aisle and I am anxiously looking at Master.

He smiles and reassures me that all is OK.

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Holidaying into Submission - Part 1

The time has finally come and I am throbbing all over with excitement.

I am going on holiday with my Master, 9 days and nights with him, alone, vulnerable and submissive.

I receive my email on time, the evening before we leave. The instructions are clear... be shaved clean, wear no underwear, wear t-shirt top with a collar and trousers and meet at the money exchange counter at the international terminal at a set time. The mid afternoon time engaged my curiosity as I was aware that we were on an 8pm flight, but I did not question.

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Glenda's slavery

 

He caressed her, and smiled as she trembled at his touch. His hands ran the length of her long lithe body, stopping to tweak her nipples, then on down to her pussy where he slid a finger into her luscious slit. Her pussy was shaved, (he had shaved it) and he loved the sight of it. She wiggled, writhed at his touch. He stood back and looked at her. She was beautiful, tall and thin, blonde hair and big blue eyes. Her tits were very large and firm, her pussy full and plump, her clit not quite peeking out of the folds.

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