Slavery

Slave nurses for sale

Lori Jorgenson, a 23-year-old RN, was the third in a line of nurses who had disappeared from their jobs in the last few days. She, like the other two before her, had been very pretty with long, gorgeous legs, slim waistlines, ample bosoms, and beautiful blonde hair with blue eyes. The method of their disappearance had been different in each case, but the clues in helping the authorities to solve the cases were almost non-existent.
Anna Johansen was an extremely attractive 22-year-old girl who was abducted from her Toyota Corolla while leaving her last shift of the night on Sunday. Greta Peterson, age 21, was taken as she left her home for work on Monday morning. Lori, third to disappear, was shopping for a new apartment, when she dropped out of sight Monday afternoon.
All 3 girls regained consciousness in a palatial mansion, completely nude, with restraints on wrists and ankles. They all came to know that video cameras had been secreted in their rooms giving a 24-hour record of their movements. None of them realized where they were, nor could they understand the motive of the one who chloroformed them, forced them into a black van, and obviously brought them to this beautiful house. Each case also lacked witnesses as well as the aforementioned motive. The girls only started to learn why they were taken and what might happen to them if they refused to cooperate with their captors.
The first things each of the captives noticed were the furnishings of her room. Every precaution had been made to prevent the captive from escaping, as well as hurting herself or one of the captors. As they were to discover, the house was one which had remained in the estate of a wealthy client who had left its disposal on the market to any of his three friends, all of whom were wealthy, single, handsome, well-educated, and wanted a woman who would joyfully do anything required of her. Of the 42 rooms in the house, including an 8-car coach house, each captor was restrained in a way that limited her access to her bedroom and bathroom during the day; gourmet meals were served 3 times a day with a choice of snacks after each meal. Exercise equipment was placed into each room.
Every night the girls were given the most recent, and the most expensive, eveningwear in which to join their captors at the evening meal. All three wore belts through which could be remotely passed several volts of electrical shock to prevent their escape from the situation in which they found themselves. None had attempted to escape yet, and they had no idea what to expect from the duration of their confinement. Since nudity was their dress during the day, they had somewhat expected sexual advances and even perversions from their captors.
The first day of their confinement began with a luxurious bubble bath, followed by a breakfast of fresh baked croissants, and a selection of berries—raspberries, blackberries, and strawberries, along with fresh-squeezed orange juice, and fresh coffee with cream and sugar on the side. For protein, the meal included a soft-boiled egg. Morning exercise consisted of a stretching flexibility regimen along with many other exercises for flexibility and fitness. All their exercises were done naked with every part of the body exposed to video recording. Oddly enough, each woman gradually developed a sense of wanting to present her natural beauty in the best possible way.
They all received daily medications given both orally and by way of injection. The oral medications were always dissolved in their food so that they would receive them unknowingly, but they were powerless to prevent the daily injections and had no idea what was in the serum they were receiving.
Nothing of a sexual nature had taken place with any of the women, but each woman was acquiring a more active sex drive as the days passed. All the girls were able to carry on conversations with each other at dinner time each day, and they quickly discovered that although working in the United States, they all had a Swedish heritage. Their conversation, though always monitored by their 3 captors, was candid and open. The captors appeared extremely cordial and willing to acquiesce to most of the captives’ wishes—the wish for freedom was not one of them. And as time went by, the medications and injections began to have their effect on the girls.
Chapter 2
The captive nurses came from various hospitals within a small area of highly populated cities. The captors—let us call them Michael, Charles, and William—had searched online profiles from Facebook, My Space, and dating websites. They had also used old-fashioned physical surveillance to secure their prey. Once chosen and taken into captivity, the nurses were removed by limousine to the above-mentioned mansion, which was placed in a remote area of northern California.
Anna had become comfortable with her current state of existence, and having been paired off with Michael, enjoyed his company every night at dinner. She grew to wish she had more contact with him, and it was soon to come. On the anniversary of her second week in captivity, Michael unexpectedly appeared to share breakfast with her. On that occasion he released her wrists and ankles from their restraints and removed her belt.
She did not know how to receive this sudden freedom except for an expression of gratitude which demonstrated itself with a hug and kiss for her captor. He relished her emotional expression and returned it with his own. Despite the last 2 weeks of imprisonment, Anna felt that Michael now owned her heart—as well as the rest of her—to do with as he wished.
Since Anna was already nude, it was a short trip for him to join her in that condition. Michael then picked up the naked nurse and walked her from the breakfast table to the bed. Lying next to her on the bed, Michael began to whisper endearments into Anna’s ear, and followed with light kisses on her ear and neck. He also began to gently stroke Anna’s generous bosom as she immediately began moaning in response. As she lay on her back to his left, he moved his left arm under her to begin tenderly squeezing her left breast as his mouth kissed and sucked the nipple of her right breast. Her right hand reached for his already swollen cock, while his right hand found the wet folds of her slick pussy.
She pumped his large penis as he stroked from her soaking vagina to her aroused and enlarged clitoris. They remained in this attitude of foreplay for several minutes with nothing but moans and sighs escaping their lips. At some point in the sexual encounter, things quickly moved to the next level. Anna cried out, “Michael, please fuck me darling! I want your large cock inside my wet pussy!” Michael responded quickly, moving between Anna’s long, beautiful thighs and penetrating her vagina with one quick thrust. This sudden sexual invasion brought a loud cry from Anna, “Oh yes, my darling! Fuck me, please, fuck me. I don’t want you to ever stop fucking me!” Michael’s muscular chest pressed against Anna’s large breasts with each stroke, and his mouth began smothering hers with kisses as their tongues entwined. Their first sexual encounter ended quickly as Anna came to a sudden orgasm which lasted several minutes and triggered a similar climax from Michael as he ejaculated a large amount of hot sperm inside her womb. After this first coupling, Michael stayed in bed with Anna and they both lapsed into a peaceful sleep, both naked (and exposed to all the hidden video cameras).
After a few hours of blissful sleep, Anna awakened to find Michael’s erect penis pushing against her thigh. She leaned down to take his member into her wet mouth and began sucking it until it was extremely hard. By this point Michael had also roused from sleep and found that Anna had prepared him for intercourse.
As he pushed his morning erection into her moist, ready vagina, Michael whispered, “You’re soakin’ wet, babe.”
Anna wrapped her long legs around Michael’s waist and he gripped the sides of her pelvis as he rammed his large penis into her over and over again. When he felt his penis was thoroughly ready, he gathered some of Anna’s sticky lubrication and rubbed it generously on her rosebud ass. He then pulled out of her vagina and drove his hardened penis into her anus. This was her first ever violation of that part of her body, but she soon realized the sensual emotions which were bringing her to the heights of another orgasm.
As she felt Michael’s member repeatedly slide into her ass, she cried, “Oh, Michael, oh my darling, oh precious, it feels so good…so good.”
Michael continued his anal assault as her moans grew in both frequency and volume. Michael had held his missionary position with Anna which made it easy for him to stroke her clitoris as he pounded her ass.
“You like that baby?”
“Yes, sweetie, just like that!” she said between moans. “Keep stroking my clit, darling, it’s wonderful.”
In a few minutes she was in the throes of her second orgasm of the day. Just minutes later, Michael filled her ass with another load of hot sperm. He then reattached her restraints and left her on the bed as he showered. He then left the room.
In Greta’s room, a similar scene was about to take place as Charles brought a late breakfast of blueberry pancakes with maple syrup, thin slices of smoked ham, and a citrus bowl on the side with a pot of steaming hot coffee, cream, and sugar. Greta was accustomed to an earlier breakfast, and the sight of these offerings made her mouth water. But first things first…she rolled over on her bed so that her ass was in a receptive mode for her daily injection. These shots never really hurt, either while they were being given or afterwards, but Greta wondered what was in them. She had absolutely no memory of her vicious objections to the shots at the beginning of her captivity. After 2 weeks, she had no clue that the injections were of a serum that contained designer drugs—drugs that heightened sexual drive and quickly hastened the effects of Stockholm syndrome. Oh well, she also wondered why there seemed to be such a large breakfast this morning, but then she saw that Charles was staying to eat with her. In similar fashion as the other couple, Charles removed Greta’s restraints, and bade her join him at the breakfast table. While only a year or two younger than the other girls, Greta maintained a little girl’s excitement with novel things—an attitude which Charles understood and was going to exploit.
“Today, Greta, I would like for you to call me ‘Daddy.’ Is that quite all right? ” “Yes, I think that would be fun.”
“Would you like for me to serve your plate and pour your coffee, Greta?”
“Yes, Daddy, thank you for this nice breakfast. I love blueberry pancakes!”
“We must eat quickly, Greta, for I have a game for us after breakfast.”
“Oh, Daddy, could you tell me now? I’m so excited to be able to play with you.”
“Let’s hurry and eat, and then I’ll explain the game completely.”
“Okay, Daddy. Oh, my goodness, the pancakes are delicious…so is the ham, and the coffee.”
Greta and Charles quickly finished their meal, and then Charles sat Greta on her bed as he began to explain the game.
Chapter 4
“Greta, you enjoy parties don’t you?”
“Yes, daddy. I like them very much!”
“Well, this party we’ll be fun for you, me, and a few of daddy’s friends.”
“What will we do at this party, daddy?”
“The first thing we will do is work off some of the calories which were contained in our big breakfast…is that okay with you?”
“Sure, Daddy.”
“Greta, I want you to pretend that I’m your daddy who has just returned from war. You’re very happy to see me, and you want to meet all my sexual needs like a wife, since my wife has died and you are my only daughter. Do you understand?”
“Oh, daddy, that sounds so very romantic! I’d love to do it!”
Charles told Greta just to follow his lead in everything, and not to worry if she messed up since this was just a pretend play. At this point he walked out the door, stayed for a few seconds, and then walked in. Greta was still naked, and she acted as if she were about to take a shower when her daddy’s return took her by surprise. She ran to his open arms, threw her arms around his neck, and smothered him with “welcome home” kisses on the mouth. Charles picked her up and swung her around the room, finally dropping her on the bed. He quickly undressed and then dove between her legs, licking her delicious cunt and sucking her aroused clitoris.
Greta spoke almost breathlessly, “Daddy, I’ve missed you so much! Please don’t be upset with me, but I just must taste your big penis and make it hard. I want you inside me, too. Is that okay, daddy?”
The shot had taken effect, and she struggled to find his growing penis. Sensing her need, however, he held her off and brought her to a quick orgasm, pushing one finger up her ass as he licked, sucked, and gently chewed her clitoris. When her thrashing about had settled down, she reached for his penis and held it along with his balls in gentle hands as she licked and sucked the big knob and then slid his manhood completely into her mouth. She sucked it in and out as she licked the large vein on the underside of his penis. In a few minutes he was spraying several globs of white-hot sperm into her mouth, and she was swallowing it all. When the ejaculations had ended, Greta licked her daddy clean of all his sperm.
“That was delicious, daddy! I want to do it some more!” she said, and she continued sucking him into a new erection.
After a few minutes, Charles pulled his penis from Greta’s mouth and used his new found hardness to penetrate his “daughter’s” wet pussy and fuck her to another mind-bending orgasm before he once more filled her hot depths with his spunk.
Lying in their afterglow, Charles said, “Honey, you’ve done very well in this game so far, and you’re very close to winning. Would you like to continue?”
“Oh, yes, daddy! I love this game! Let’s play it all day long!”
Chapter 5
Charles and his two kidnapping friends had hired 3 illegal Mexican immigrants, all with large genital packages, had given them $100.00 each for the day, and had transported them from the place of hiring to the remote captivity location. The immigrants were kept in the back of a closed van and could not view the route taken from one site to the other. Now they found themselves in a wonderful house with fabulous furnishings, and were immediately treated to a sumptuous feast before they began their “work” for the day.
“Greta, dear, I know you’ll love the second part of this game!” “Daddy has brought one of his best army buddies home, and I’d like for you to be especially nice to him just as you were to your daddy. Do you promise me that you’ll do your best to make my friend happy?”
“Of course, daddy,” Greta laughingly said, taking great delight in this new game. “You know I’d do anything to please you.”
Greta couldn’t believe how easily she had acquiesced to the demands that Charles had required of her. In two short weeks she had become a slave, and she never sensed the transformation.
William had briefed the three temporary employees as to their roles in the little game which Charles was playing with Greta. When the first of the three entered Greta’s room, however, nothing could have prepared him for what he saw. The most beautiful woman he had ever encountered, naked, and waiting to give him the fucking of a lifetime.
“Greta, honey, I would like for you to meet one of my best army buddies. You should call him Uncle Pedro.”
“Uncle Pedro! My daddy speaks very highly of you, and he’d like for me to entertain you while you’re here.”
“Greta, you’ve become a beautiful young lady since the last time I saw you.”
“And you’re more handsome than ever, Uncle,” said the playful Greta.
“Greta, I have some work to do, so I’ll leave you with Uncle Pedro for awhile. I’ll be back before too long, okay?”
“Okay, daddy.”
And with those parting words, Charles left the room.
“Wow, sweetie!” said Pedro. When Charles and I were dodging bullets in Iraq, he talked about you all the time. But nothing could prepare me for how beautiful you’ve become!”
“That is so sweet, Uncle Pedro. Are you tired? If you are, we can lie down for awhile.”
“I’d like that very much, Greta. Do you mind if I give you a kiss?”
“Of course not. Where are my manners?”
Greta stepped toward Pedro and found herself lifted by her naked bottom from the floor as Pedro enveloped her tight young body and carried her to the bed. In just a moment, he was kissing, licking, and sucking her delicious young pussy.
Chapter 4
Pedro’s hands were squeezing Greta’s large breasts as his tongue worked its magic on her clitoris. With the cry of a woman reaching a huge climax, Greta came within a few minutes. Pedro licked her abundant pussy juices like a man who has wandered upon an oasis in the desert. Having divested himself of his clothing, and without giving the poor girl a rest, he rolled her over
and entered her young vagina from behind.
“Yes, Uncle, please fuck my young pussy. I’ve always wanted to have you inside me. Ugh! Ugh! This feels great!”
He pounded her with his large penis until she had experienced another orgasm, then he ejaculated his sperm into her young fertile womb.
“Oh, Uncle Pedro, I’ve never been given so much pleasure, and I’ve never seen a penis as large as yours.”
Having gotten his own needs met, and being completely spent, Pedro excused himself with just a few words. “Honey, I gotta’ leave now. I’ve got an important meeting with your daddy.”
“Okay, Uncle Pedro. I wish you could stay longer but I understand. Please come back and see me again.”
Pedro, still not quite believing his amazing good fortune, dressed quickly and left Greta lying naked on the bed.
After about half an hour Charles re-entered Greta’s room. He had given her plenty of time to take a shower, dry herself, and put on the scrumptious scent that she always wore. “Greta, did you enjoy having Uncle Pedro here?”
“Oh, yes daddy…very much. He was wonderful!”
“Well, sweetie, the game is about over, and you’re doing very well. I believe you’re going to win!”
“Let me introduce you to Uncle Jaime, and Uncle Juan. They’re here for a short visit, and I need for you to entertain them the way you did Uncle Pedro.”
“Wow! I’ll be happy to! Uncle Jaime and Uncle Juan, would you like to come to bed with me?”
Jaime and Juan immediately removed their clothing and climbed into Greta’s bed. She reached out for their deflated penises and started to give one of them a blowjob as she gave the other a hand job. The two uncles began to suck Greta’s large breasts as one of them finger-fucked her wet pussy. Jaime was the first to roll over on his back and pull Greta on to his hard cock.
“Oh, Uncle Jaime, your cock is stretching my little pussy. It feels great!”
“Si, sobrinita (yes, little niece),” and your pussy is so smooth around my cock! I love it!”
Juan waited for a while as Jaime drove his penis into Greta’s pussy. When Greta’s juices began to flow from her soaking wet cunt, Juan gathered them and applied them generously to her asshole. He also spit on her anus and his cock and then pushed his manhood into her ass. Greta gave several grunts as she felt the pain of this double penetration, but she did not deny either uncle of their chosen fuck holes.
“Uncle Juan, I can’t believe how painful your cock was to begin with, but how great it feels now!”
“Yes, sweetheart, and I love your tight ass, too!”
After several minutes of hard fucking, both uncles emptied their balls into Greta. They both kept their manhood inside Greta’s holes until their cocks became deflated. At that point, Greta licked their penises clean and lay down between them. Each man then rolled toward Greta and continued sucking her fabulous breasts.
Both men dressed and left Greta’s room and Charles re-entered. “I suppose you’re too tired to fuck your daddy.”
“Absolutely not, daddy! How would you like it, pussy or ass?”
“Down girl! You and I’ll have plenty of time together. Now is time for your nap before we meet for dinner, okay.”
“Daddy! You know I would do anything you ask of me. You own me now. I’m at your complete disposal. I just wondered if I had won the game and what my reward would be.”
“I’ll let you know that at dinner, so that you can share your happiness with Anna and Lori.”
“Okay, daddy!” She said as she drifted quickly off to sleep.
Chapter 5
Due to the arrangements of the girls’ rooms, and the HVAC ducts which supplied heating and air conditioning to the rooms, Lori new that something special was going to happen today. So when William entered her room, she had already assumed the position for her daily injection. Once the injection was given, she seemed almost immediately in a positive, talkative mood.
“Is this party day for us today, master?” Oddly enough, Lori had begun using this means of addressing William on her own, and he liked it.
“Don’t you think every day is a party day, Lori?”
“Of course, but with all the hustling and bustling, I just thought today was going to be even more fun than it usually is.”
“Do you think it’s fun being held captive by 3 men at least 20 years your senior?”
“Being able to walk around naked is fun, being able to display ourselves to the hidden cameras is fun, being able to dress up in a new nightgown every night is fun. And having sex with you is always fun, master. Am I going to enjoy that tonight?”
William knew that the drugs he had given the girls were all identical dosages, but they had worked more quickly on Lori from the beginning, and now she seemed to be utterly committed to him.
“Check your closet, Lori. And don’t forget to examine the box on the shelf above. You have exactly two hours from right now to put on your pre-selected dress, along with all its accessories, fix your hair exactly the way you want it…and do your makeup so that it matches the entire ensemble. Tonight you and I will be joining the others in the main ballroom for drinks, dancing, and a special dinner.”
“Oh, master, Oh, master”…Lori was left somewhat speechless by William’s description of everything. She ran and hugged him with her large breasts pushing against his chest as she put both arms around his neck in an erotic hug that she was not soon to relinquish.
At this point, William had to forcefully remove her loving arms from his neck, and said, “Okay, I guess I have time to fuck you once, but then no more fooling around…you need to be ready by 7pm.”
“Oh, thank you, master. I’ll do my best to please you!”
The fact that Lori was already naked made getting ready for sex a good bit easier than it might have been. William quickly removed his clothes and climbed into bed with his beautiful blonde slave, moving his mouth to service her nipples as he moved his fingers to gently service her clit.
After a while in that position, she climbed over him to take his penis into her mouth and he was presented with her vagina to kiss, lick, suck, and nibble gently on her labia and clitoris. He was rewarded with muffled moaning as she continued her fellatio. He also inserted a finger into her pussy and immediately found her g-spot, which he attended with the proper amount of attention to bring her to an extremely quick orgasm.
After her joyful cries and trembling had ended, he rolled her over on her back and watched as her natural breasts rolled off to either side of her chest. He mounted her and penetrated her womanhood in one sudden movement, and then he began a slow, in-and-out repetitive motion that had produced the muffled moans earlier. These moans, however, were not muffled…they began with a barely audible sound, and they gradually increased in volume, as did the words she began to utter.
“Oh my God, sweet master, please fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Oh, I love to feel your big cock in my tight little cunt! Yes, master, right there! Yes, yes, yes, Oh God, I’m going to come!”
She screamed in a body-wracking climax just as William erupted in a huge ejaculation which filled the young girl’s womb. He rolled over to her side, and she immediately placed her blonde head on his shoulder and her large breasts up against his arm. Several minutes went by as they both enjoyed their afterglow. To Lori it was as if they were a newly married couple on their honeymoon, but she and the other girls were soon to find out that this blissful existence was not to have the least resemblance to a honeymoon.
Chapter 6
William had left her room, and Lori was exploring her closet to find just the right dress for what she thought was going to be a wonderful fun-filled night of dinner and dancing. She was completely awestruck at the diamond, ruby, and sapphire jewelry that she found in the box on the shelf above the dresses. At the same time, Anna and Gena were also joyfully getting ready for the same festivities. What none of them found in their closets were either bras or panties. They all contented themselves, however, with beautiful matching shoes. Each girl took special pains with her make-up so that she got the best natural look possible. Meanwhile a selected group of individuals, each of whom had cheerfully paid their usual $50,000 entry fee for the night, had gathered in the ballroom. These men and women all belonged to an elite club of very wealthy people who had particular sexual appetites. Those appetites included fulfilling sexual fetishes with tall, blonde, big-breasted, Swedish girls. The girls had been anticipating a special dinner for the night, but little did they know that they were the special dinner.
The list of attendees at this gathering included Philip, an internet billionaire; Donald, owner of a fleet of cargo ships; Elizabeth, heiress to a pharmaceutical fortune; Terrence, real estate mogul; Faisal, an international banker; Kristina, member of a royal family; Xavier, leader of a large drug cartel; Chloe, owner of a large Australian diamond mine; and Naoki, a Japanese industrialist.
Each girl was now completely dressed, ready, and waiting with eagerness in her room when her respective captor entered, holding a hypodermic needle and a glass of water. Each was told to swallow a single pill and then assume her position for her second injection of the day. None of the girls questioned her master’s purpose in these extra preparations; all of them trusted their masters implicitly—and in just 2 weeks.
The girls were then assembled in a much larger bedroom and were given these instructions: “Tonight you will meet a very special group of people. They all will make certain demands of you, and you will meet those demands cheerfully and without any hesitation or questioning. Do you understand?”
And each of the girls responded, “Yes, sir,” except for Lori, who answered, “Yes, master.” All of the girls, however, were wearing radiant smiles on their beautiful faces.
Moments later the girls entered the main ballroom and were introduced to the guests by their captors. The names of the guests, however, were not given to the girls. One of the guests, Donald, raised his arm in a gesture toward the girls as he spoke to the women in his group.
“Ladies first!”
Elizabeth, Kristina, and Chloe were unlike the girls as well as unlike each other; but they all shared a common attribute—large bosoms. All three of the guests enjoyed the same fetishes with women. They liked to suckle breasts at the same time theirs were being suckled. They also enjoyed mutual cunnilingus and French kissing. And they shared the desire to be choked as they climaxed. All these instructions were given to the girls and they quickly warmed to their tasks.
The men in the group sat in a large circle and sipped their drinks as they prepared to view the female entertainment.
Anna moved to Elizabeth as Gena paired off with Kristina and Lori with Chloe. The girls began to remove their guests’ clothing and immediately discovered that the women wore no more than they did. The ladies responded by stripping the girls of their dresses.
The nude women then began to explore each other’s naked bodies. Lori found Chloe’s breasts to have dark, wide aureoles and thick nipples. Anna saw that Elizabeth’s pussy was shaved bare the same as her own. Gena squeezed Kristina’s large breasts as she engaged her mouth with a deep kiss and sucked on Kristina’s delicious tongue.
The girls and their bosomy guests rushed into sexual concert as if they might never have another chance. The men who sat observing found it hard to believe that these beautiful young women had become such willing sex slaves in only a 2-week time period. All three couples engaged heartily in the various fetishes of each lady guest, and the room was filled with the sounds of moaning and loud orgasms. After each of the guests had sampled the sexual offerings of each girl, the young slaves were given a short rest period before tending to their male counterparts.
When the rest time had expired, Lori was quickly teamed up with Donald and Naoki, both of whom had already divested themselves of their clothing and had been waiting for their turn with the girls. Greta was entertaining a naked Philip and an equally naked Terrence, whereas Anna was servicing Xavier and Faisal.
At this point in the proceedings, all three girls were covered with aromatic oil as their erogenous zones became lubricated for the festivities to follow. The men of each threesome seemed to enjoy sucking their captive’s nipples, biting them and twisting and pulling them as the girls all cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. From the breasts, the men moved seamlessly to a fellatio-coitus combination in which each girl received an explosion of sperm in her mouth and pussy.
The men changed positions and each girl then bore the responsibility of sucking the male pair of her new threesome to a renewed erection. Then each girl was treated to a double penetration, which brought each member of each threesome to orgasm. At that point the girls found their pussies again filled with more sperm while their asses got their first filling.
Finally, the last change of threesome members took place, and the fisting began. If each of the girls had found it difficult to accept a large penis in her pussy at the same time another one was pumping her ass, this last test would be the acid test for the night’s final event—the auction.
Greta and Anna, having had more experience sexually, were each able to accept one fist in the pussy and another in the ass. Lori cried out in such terrible pain from the exercise of this particular fetish that she was unable to continue. She wept inconsolably, however, not because of the extreme pain in her genitals; she was disappointed that she had failed her master.
Lori moved to William as quickly as her damaged body would allow and threw her arms around him in a desperate hug that begged forgiveness for her inability to please his guests.
“I’m so sorry master…so sorry…please master…please forgive me. Please let me have another chance to win the game. I’m so very, very sorry.” Her utterances were racked with violent sobs that made understanding them extremely difficult.
William lifted Lori into his arms as if she were a feather. “Lori dear, don’t worry. You haven’t failed me. You actually won the game!” Now it’s time to see how much money you actually brought me.
Lori’s tears quickly dried up and a big smile came over her angelic face. “Do you really mean it, master? Did I really win?”
“Yes, sweetie. Our guests all desired to have the girl with the tightest vagina and anus. That just happened to be you. And now you three will be auctioned off to the highest bidder.”
The girls were all circulated to the guests for some final fucking, sucking, and whatever the guests had in mind to do to their beautiful booty. The hosts were extremely excited with the fine reception the nurses had gotten from their prospective buyers. The girls at this time did not know that they would soon become the exclusive property of one of the guests, and that they would most likely be divided so that they would not only miss seeing any loved ones back home, but would miss the company of the other nurses.
And so the auction began. Faisal had fancied Greta from the very beginning. He was determined to add her to his harem and so he took possession of Greta for the mere sum of $775,000 after only 5 bids. Anna had been the source of Chloe’s multi-orgasms that night, something Chloe had never experienced in her life. Chloe actually felt that Anna might become her life partner. And so as the auction continued Anna went to Chloe for $940,000 on the 8th bid. But the bidding lasted several minutes for Lori, who had impressed every man in the group. The bidding actually started at $1 million by Donald and was quickly raised half a million by Terrence. Xavier placed a bid of $2 million and was outbid immediately by Phillip at $2.5 million.
At this point Naoki made an offer of $3 million, and the auction began to slow down. One host would increase the amount a few thousand dollars and another would counter with a few thousand more. Several minutes was spent with bids being increased in small amounts until Lori was finally auctioned to Naoki for $4.25 million. His bid was several hundred thousands of dollars higher than the previous bid, and with his bid all bidding came to an end. As soon as the auction had ceased, the new masters took possession of their slaves, saw that they were dressed in the most beautiful attire suitable to the region in which they would be living, and removed them to their various modes of transportation—mostly personal custom jets. The slaves had performed to the perfect delight of their former masters. The night had gone far beyond the expectations of the captors. The final pill each had taken along with their final injection had finished the transformation from nurse to sexual slave. The three girls would find their new identity with their buyers as the best possible thing that could have ever happened to them. Now the captors bore the new responsibility of securing another trio of beautiful girls for their next adventure in human trafficking.

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Queen Yavara: Chapter 10

Part 3 summary: After finding out that Yavara is the Dark Queen, Elena makes love to her and turns into a hermaphroditic hybrid of dark and high-elf. The gang is beset upon by Highland rescue agents when trying to escape Ardeni, and they are separated from Elena and Brock. Yavara leverages King Dreus to recognize her sovereignty. Leveria, learning of Yavara’s true fate, frames her mother and unwittingly subverts her beloved father to become queen of the Highlands.

Naruto: Slave for You Ch. 6

Naruto was glad to be back in the village and that his first A-ranked mission had been a success. In more ways than one. After Haku had become his slave she filled her aster in on how many people Gato had working for him and what kind of weapons that he used. After that it was a simple matter of waiting for him to show up. Boy were they surprised to see Haku fighting on their side!
After that was over Kakashi, Sasuke, and Sakura headed back to the village saying that their work was done. Kurenai, Hinata, Haku, and Naruto decided to stay for a while and help work on finishing the bridge. Part of the reason why was because they felt that they had to finish the job till the end. Also, nobody on Kurenai’s team wanted to go with Kakashi’s team. There was still a lot of tension between Naruto and Sasuke after what he had tried to do.
The extra time in Nami allowed Naruto to continue his training. Because Haku had water and wind elements, she was better able to help not only her master, but her slave sister as well. Quickly their skills soared under Haku’s training. In fact, there was one training session between master and slave that was very special.
It was just Naruto and Haku in the middle of the woods. Naruto had been practicing using his nature chakra to cut logs for a fire. Haku had been the one to suggest this since it would be an important step in his training.
“Your skills have really improved Naruto-sama,” said Haku as Naruto’s wind cit another log in half. Naruto looked up at her and grinned.
“Well it’s all thanks to your training Haku-sensei,” said Naruto as he teased her a bit. He then stood up and faced her with a smirk, “So maybe I should show my appreciation.”
Before Haku could say anything Naruto had closed in on her and had lock their lips in a kiss. Moments later their tongues were exploring each other’s mouths. Haku moaned as she wrapped her blond master in an embrace. She could feel how hard he was and she knew how wet she was. One of her master’s orders was that she not wear any panties while they were training out here. This was because that he didn’t want to have to buy them more because they tended to get damaged or lost during their training. Haku then broke then kiss with a gasp as Naruto inserted two fingers in her pussy.
Naruto smirked at her reaction. So far all they had done was kiss and she was already this wet! He moved one arm around her to keep her close and standing while the other hand began to move faster. After a few minutes of this Haku came. She sank to her knees and Naruto allowed it.
“Your turn master,” Said Haku as she went right for his zipper. Using her teeth she unzipped it and then in a single motion pulled down his pants and boxers. As soon as his hardened cock was in front of her face, she grabbed it with both hands and began to slowly lick the tip as she savored his taste. She then let one hand go to hold it up and lowered her face so that she was looking right at his balls. Haku then took one of his balls into her mouth. Slowly she sucked on it before she let it go in order to lick the shaft. She did this for a couple minutes before she stopped and then took the whole thing in her mount.
“Haku-chan,” grunted Naruto. “Your mouth is so warm! It feels so good!” Hearing that caused Haku to bob her head faster. She sucked on it as she tried to get to the treat the she so desired. “Haku-chan! I’m cuming!” Soon Haku’s mouth was full of Naruto’s seed which she drank with great vigor.
Then, Naruto grabbed her by her sides and brought her up. Haku was breathing hard and didn’t put up a fight. Naruto then pushed her against a tree and then lifted one of her legs. Slowly he positioned his cock at the entrance to her pleasure hole and then stopped.
“Why are you stopping Naruto-sama?” she asked.
“You know why,” answered her master. “Beg for it!”
“Naruto-sama, please shove your big hard cock in my wet little pussy,” begged Haku. “It’s so wet and it needs your manhood to fill it. Shove it in me and fuck me like the little slut I am! Just please fuck me!”
“As you wish,” said Naruto. And with a single motion Naruto shoved his entire cock into Haku’s pussy. Haku gasped and came right then and there. But Naruto wasn’t done. He began to thrust back and forth into her dripping wet hole as Haku hung onto him for dear life. She was moaning with each thrust as her back scrapped against the tree behind her. But she didn’t care. She was feeling too good to care about things like that. All she wanted to do was ride these waves of pleasure.
“Ohmykamiohmykamiohmykami,” said Haku.
“Haku-chan, I’m going to cum soon,” grunted Naruto.
“Cum inside me,” begged Haku. “Cum inside your slave Naruto-sama. Fill me with your seed! I want to feel that warmth inside of me! Just please HURRY!” And with that, Haku got her wish as Naruto shot his load inside Haku causing her to cum once again.
A few days later, Naruto awoke in the room Tsunami had provided for him to find that he was alone. He was a little disappointed because he had grown used to being awoken by one of Hinata’s blow jobs. Seeing no reason to stay in his room, Naruto got up and went downstairs to get something to eat. However, when he got to the kitchen he found Hinata cooking over the stove…dressed only in an apron! The white cloth covered her front, but left her back completely exposed. Not only that, from where he was standing, Naruto could see her hardened nipples.
Slowly, using all the stealth he had, Naruto moved his body until he was right behind his pale eyed beauty. Once he was there, he knelt down and spread her ass checks. Hinata gasped and turned her head around.
“Naruto-sama,” she gasped. “I-I’m not down with breakfast. I w-was going to wake y-you when I w-was done.”
“Well right now I’m a little thirsty,” said Naruto. Before Hinata could say anything, Naruto moved under her legs and began to lick her pussy. “Mmmm, who needs orange juice when your juices taste so sweet.”
“Naruto-sama p-please,” begged Hinata as she used her hands to support her. “What if someone comes h-home?” Naruto didn’t answer but did increase the speed of his tongue. Soon Hinata was panting and standing became harder and harder to do.
Naruto kept on licking Hinata’s pussy and lapping up her juices. With his tongue he played with her clit as well which nearly made slave cum right on the spot. He slowed down his pace a bit and moved back to her slit. His speed was perfect, keeping her on the edge without having that orgasm that she wanted so badly. When Naruto finally managed to pull away, Hinata moaned in disappointment. However, she soon let out a gasp of pleasure as Naruto shoved his entire cock into her pussy in one thrust causing Hinata to cum.
“What’s this?” asked Naruto. “I just put it in and you came. What a naughty little girl!” Naruto then raised a hand and then slapped her ass. “I think we need to try again.” With that, Naruto began to thrust into Hinata’s pussy.
Hinata was tired from her last orgasm, but she didn’t care. The pleasure from her master’s cock was too great. She could feel his member with each powerful thrust, as if he was trying to break her in half. She was also able to feel her master’s hands move. One of them went under her apron and began to pinch her nipple. The over went lower and played with her clit. After a few minutes of pinching her clit, Naruto brought his hand up to her mount and Hinata began to suck on his fingers.
It didn’t take much longer for Naruto to shot his load into Hinata’s pussy, making her cum for the second time that morning. It wasn’t even 8 yet, and already she had two orgasms. She moaned a bit as Naruto slowly removed his still hard cock from her pussy. She figured that me might want to have her suck it until he came. However, Naruto had something else in mind as he pressed it against her asshole.
“W-Wait Naruto-sama,” said Hinata in a bit of a panic. “That’s t-the wrong hole!”
“But Hinata-chan, sensei said that we should try using this hole to,” said Naruto. Hinata gave him a light nod as she remembered that lesson. Kurenai had been showing them about all the other ways to pleasure your partner or break a new girl. One of these ways had been the asshole. Hinata had been very nervous about it fearing that it might hurt. But she did consent to having her master tease it with a vibrator.
“P-Please be gentle,” asked Hinata as she grabbed her own ass and spread her cheeks. Naruto grinned and began to slowly press his cock into her waiting asshole. Hinata began to cry a little from the pain, but she was determined to bear it. Naruto was gritting his teeth, it was so tight and warm in her ass that it was taking everything he had not to cum right away.
Suddenly the front door opened and Inari entered the house. He walked into the kitchen to seeing a burnt breakfast on the stove, but no one was there. Little did he know that as soon as Naruto and Hinata heard him come in, which wasn’t all that hard seeing that he wasn’t stealthy at all, they quickly moved into the closet. So quickly, in fact, that they were still connected.
Hinata listened as best she could and activated her Byakugan. Inari was sitting down to breakfast and eating the meal she had planned for her master! If Naruto knew or cared, he didn’t show it. He seemed to be more focused at continuing where they had left off. Hinata began to panic a bit as her master began to trust into her slowly. At first it hurt like hell, but with each trust the pain was replaced with pleasure.
After a while, Naruto began to pick up the pace. He was so turned on right now. Perhaps it was because they were having anal sex. Or maybe it was because they could get caught at any moment. Or maybe it was both. He didn’t care. All he wanted to do was to continue to fuck Hinata.
As Inari finished the meal, he heard a loud noise which caused him to jump a bit. Right now his mom was out shopping and his grandfather was working on the bridge with the shinobi. Well, as far as he knew. There was another loud noise followed by a moaning sound.
“Ghosts!” whispered Inari as he bolted out of the house.
“Hinata!” moaned Naruto. “I’m going to cum!”
“Me to Naruto-sama!” moaned Hinata.
“I love you!” gasped Naruto as he shot his load into Hinata’s ass. Hinata came as well and her tight ass tightened some more. This was too much for the both of them and they both feel to the floor panting.

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An Edited Life, Part 4

My mind’s fog was shattered by the pain from throughout my body. It seemed as if every muscle was sore.
My arms, legs and neck ached from the position I’d been forced to remain in for hours the night before. My ass and pussy were raw and caked in cum from the dozen cocks that had repeatedly found pleasure in them Saturday night. My jaws even hurt when I groaned as I tried to move.
I lay still for several moments, afraid to encourage my body to torture me, and it was during this time that I realized that the only element of my life that was wrecked more badly than my physical self was my career.
After I’d fallen asleep in his bed, Andre Gregory – my boss and now, it seemed, my Master – had removed the posture collar and matching wrist and ankle cuffs from me, leaving me completely naked. When I finally tried to move off the bed, my legs gave and I whimpered as I crashed to the floor on my hands and knees.
“What the fuck have I done?” was my only thought as I remained on all fours, silently debating with myself over the merits of trying to stand.
I turned back toward Andre’s bed and climbed up its side till I was on my knees, leaning against it.
Andre startled me when his hands cupped my armpits and lifted me to my feet. He turned me slowly, as if he understood the agony I was in, and held me close to him as he kissed me good morning.
After ending the kiss, Andre lifted me from the floor and carried me to the living room, sitting in the recliner that matched his sofa, holding me.
My feelings toward Andre were growing increasingly complicated. As he held me, I felt protected, perhaps even loved. Having him inside me, though challenging, felt natural, as if he belonged there. But the collar, the cuffs, and the gangbang – and with those participants, in particular – left me feeling degraded, humiliated.
“Why have you done this to me?” I asked, in little more than a whisper.
Andre didn’t respond immediately, as if choosing his words carefully.
“Gabi, each day for the past six months we’ve worked side by side,” he began. “I’ve been overwhelmed by everything about you; your intelligence, your strength, your beauty. At some point – and I can’t tell you exactly when it happened – I decided I had to have you in a way and with an intensity that I’ve never experienced with another woman.”
Andre’s words nearly caused me to melt into him.
“And enslaving me is the way to do that?” I replied.
“The only way, I think,” said Andre.
Dominance and submission have never been part of my life. Yes, I’ve read some things that had left me curious, but I’ve always been independent and somewhat untrusting. I’ve never met a man who had the strength to dominate me, nor who could earn a deep enough trust for me to allow it.
Until Andre, that is.
“Yes, Master,” I said.
Andre hugged me tight, causing me to whimper from my body’s underlying pain.
“You were a big hit last night,” Andre said.
“And I’ve the excruciating pain this morning to prove it,” I sighed. “Not to mention that I’m not sure how I’ll ever face any of those men again.”
“I don’t recall it being your face that commanded their attention,” he said with a smirk.
Andre then stood from the recliner, lifting me with him. He walked through the kitchen and onto the deck, and I noticed that beneath the pergola, he’d set up what appeared to be a massage table and that on the dining table was a tray with sliced fruit, pitchers of orange juice and water, and a couple of glasses.
He carried me to the massage table, placed me face down and began to rub me.
“Relax, pet,” he said. “Master will make it better.”
My eyes shut as Andre worked the soreness from my body, again reminding me of the genuine care he had for me. I remained still, savoring the way his hands felt against me as he slowly, meticulously unknotted my muscles.
Andre spent perhaps half an hour caring for me as I lay on my tummy, then rolled me over and began working on my front.
“Your labia’s swollen,” he said as he massaged my right thigh
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“A dozen dicks will do that,” I said, trying not to smile at his attempt at humor.
“Then I’ll be gentle when I fuck you later,” he said, and then he laughed when I noticeably cringed.
The realization hit me that I hadn’t taken a birth control pill since Friday. Though I was in the latter stage of my cycle, it was still a concern.
“Did you grab my pills from my apartment? They were on the list,” I said.
“I did not, pet,” Andre replied. “We’re going to let nature take its course, from this weekend and beyond.”
A chill cascaded through me as I imagined what my parents would think of their thirty-year-old daughter, accepting enslavement to a black man and perhaps mass-producing bi-racial children. It’s less that mom and dad are racist than conservative, old-fashioned. This is not something they would easily understand.
I bit my lip, wondering what to say.
“Yes, Master,” was all that passed through my lips, and it evoked a broad smile from Andre.
The massage lasted an hour, and it crossed my mind that it might actually be worth letting a group of men dick me till they broke me to have Andre’s hands lovingly repair me the next day.
Andre lifted me from the table and carried me to the pool, lowering me till my feet touched the deck.
“Enjoy the water,” he said. “Then we’ll eat some breakfast.”
I crouched to the deck and put my feet in the pool. Everything being relative, the water was damned cold.
As I slipped into the water, my flesh filled with goosebumps and my nips immediately hardened. I couldn’t help but shiver.
Andre laughed as he watched.
It seemed like an eternity before my body and the cold water reached equilibrium, but once they did I was able to relax and float, closing my eyes and enjoying the coolness. I didn’t even notice Andre’s retreat into the house.
As I floated, I reached to my crotch to examine my pussy with my finger. It was definitely swollen, as Andre had so astutely pointed out earlier.
And it was still sore.
I pulled myself from the pool after about thirty minutes, only to find an even deeper chill as the light breeze flowed over my naked body.
Andre emerged from the house, wrapped me in a beach towel and began to dry me as he led me to the deck’s dining table where he replaced the wet towel with a dry one, and we ate the sliced fruit he’d prepared while I was still asleep.
“So what’s in store for me today?” I asked, as we nibbled on the fruit.
“I thought we’d go to your apartment and get some more of your things, have lunch at the winery and then resume our depravity,” Andre responded.
I couldn’t imagine taking Andre’s massive cock in the condition I was in, and wasn’t certain I’d be able to do so in several hours.
“I don’t see any way I can return to work,” I said with decided reservation.
“You’re likely right,” Andre said. “But your place is here.”
We finished eating, and Andre suggested I bathe and get dressed. I helped him clear the table, and then went for a long, hot bath in his garden tub.
The weekend had been provocative, to say the least. With each moment, my craving for Andre’s attention and adoration grew. I even found myself strangely touched by the desires of the other eleven men who’d fucked me till they’d hurt me the night before.
As I washed myself, I began to wonder what it would be like not to work. How would I avoid boredom while Andre was at the office? What sort of rules would he have for me? When would be the right time to discuss these things?
Andre’s comment about letting nature take its course was also on my mind, and I remained somewhat surprised that I didn’t immediately object to the idea given its life-long implications. My hand caressed my tummy as I tried to imagine myself fat with Andre’s child, before it hit me that if events such as last night’s were repeated with any regularity, it might not be Andre’s baby that I carried.
I remained in the tub after opening its drain, letting much of the water flow out of the vessel before forcing myself to climb from its embrace and dry my body.
Andre had laid on the bed a simple selection of clothes for me that included a lacy pink camisole and thong, and khaki shorts. On the floor at the foot of the bed was a pair of pink flat sandals.
I dressed, pulled up my hair, and then found Andre in the living room, watching television. We then left for my apartment to get some more of my things.
It was nearly noon when we arrived at my place. When we entered the apartment it seemed foreign, like it was no longer mine. The things it contained where most definitely mine, but it felt as if I no longer belonged in the space.
Had the last day and a half really been that much an epiphany that I was now an uneasy visitor in my own home?
Andre helped me collect clothes, shoes, personal items. We were there for about an hour, and had his Wrangler nearly overflowing with my things before we drove back to his place and unloaded them to what had previously been an empty walk-in closet that adjoined his bedroom.
It was after 1:30 when we left his house for lunch at the winery.
The winery’s crowd was surprisingly small for such a sunny and unseasonably warm Sunday afternoon in late March. It was sort of comforting, really, given that more people might not have afforded Andre and me the privacy I’d hoped we’d have while enjoying lunch together.
We sat at a wrought iron table with a large umbrella on the brick patio outside the winery’s restaurant. Andre ordered a simple lunch consisting of a meat, cheese and bread tray, with a glass of burgundy for me and water with lemon for him.
There was a comfort in the silence that ensued, because it afforded me the opportunity to take in my surroundings, which included several hundred acres of vineyard, and a koi-filled pond.
And then, my phone alerted me to a text I’d received.
“I hope you’re having a wonderful weekend, honey. Love, Mom.”
“And don’t let no black man fuck you stupid, slap a collar around your neck and have you gangbanged, baby girl,” Andre smirked when I showed him my mother’s message.
Though I couldn’t help but giggle at Andre’s remark, it did seem to open the door to a more serious discussion.
“What will my life be like?” I asked
.
“I’ve been giving that some thought, pet,” Andre said. “In fairness to both of us, I’ve been sketching out an agreement. I should have it ready for you to review tomorrow.”
“And?” I replied.
“It’s going to have some depth to it,” he said. “I think we’re in agreement that your returning to work really isn’t an option. It would be wise to lay out a structure that both of us can thrive in, long-term.”
I nodded. By giving up my independence and my career to succumb to Andre’s dominance, I was taking the boldest step of my life. It couldn’t be for a short-term fling, a whim.
“To some degree, you will be like a stay-at-home wife,” Andre continued. “You will be responsible for our home, for taking care of yourself and for other things, relating to the nature of our relationship.”
“It’s the latter that I find myself wildly curious about,” I said with a smile.
“And don’t anticipate spending much time in those clothes you just brought over,” he said dryly.
Andre and I finished lunch then took a leisurely hand-in-hand walk through the vineyard, speaking little but nuzzling one another for the entire stroll. It made me feel cared for, protected, and even though we spent more than an hour among the grapevines, it ended all too soon.
We returned to Andre’s home and as soon as we entered, I slithered out of my clothes and my Master retrieved my collar and cuffs, putting them in their proper places once I was nude. He leashed me, and then led me to a door I’d never been through, one that led to the home’s basement.
As we walked through the door, Andre flipped on the lights downstairs, and together we moved downward.
Once we were downstairs, the first thing I noticed was a stainless steel frame with a canvas harness hanging from it. Its purpose was obvious.
We walked toward the swing and Andre helped me into the harness, and there I was, hanging with my legs spread for my Master, still not fully recovered from the prior night’s hours-long gangbang.
Andre dropped by leash and undressed slowly, as if taunting me. His cock was already erect by the time it was unveiled.
He grabbed the leash’s leather handle from the floor and walked between my legs, and braced myself for more pain.
Andre’s wrapped his left hand around his cock’s base and stepped toward me, rubbing his crown against my aching slit. Despite my pussy’s discomfort, I was aroused by the thought of having my Master inside me again, of being stretched and strained by his massive black shaft, and of letting nature take its course.
Nectar began to flow through my folds as the prick’s head teased me, and soon enough Andre was sliding inside me. The whimper that passed through my lips bordered on a shriek, and my feet flailed wildly in the harness as Master sank deeper and deeper into me.
Andre had me swinging lightly over his dick. Though more gentle than our previous fucks – as he’d promised it would be – it hurt badly, but it was a pain I found myself grateful to feel.
Master played with my feet as he effortlessly flowed in and out of me. He sucked and nibbled my toes, his teeth grazed and he licked the soles of my feet, the tickling causing me to forget the pain in my crotch.
My orgasm was the most intense I’ve ever had. I tensed and shuddered head to toe, my pussy’s juices exploding over Andre’s pelvis and thighs and dripping onto the floor. It was as if my mind was detached from the rest of me, akin to an out-of-body experience.
“Good girl,” Andre said in little more than a whisper, as he continued to fuck me, the swing rocking slow and steady despite my convulsions.
“I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” I said, my voice strained and cracking.
“We’re going to find out,” Andre replied, his pace increasing from slow to moderate, then leveling off.
A throaty growl swelled from within me and I writhed as my Master’s thrusts racked my slit with pain.
“Am I hurting my slut’s pussy?” Andre asked.
I nodded frantically, unable to catch enough breath to verbalize a response.
“You want this big black dick in your ass, then?” he said.
“God no!” I shrieked, imagining just how much worse my agony would be.
“I thought not,” Andre said. “And seeding that ass won’t do a thing to help me breed you.”
The words rocked me to my core, and a wave of warmth crashed through me. I began to sob with joy that this man I’d so admired as a co-worker and boss wanted to possess me, to dominate me, to push my mind and body to their limits, and that he seemed to crave seeing me with his children in my womb.
I’d never given much thought to maternity, but as Andre stabbed my aching crotch time and time again, and the happy tears freely flowed down my cheeks, I couldn’t imagine anything more natural, more right, than giving my master a gaggle of children.
When I came again, it was more like a seizure than an orgasm. It felt as if every muscle in my body had gone into spasm, as if I’d been struck by lightning. Andre groaned as my womb quaked with his prick inside it, and more of my warm fluids squirted onto him and the floor.
With his right hand holding the leash’s handle, Andre grabbed the harness strap that crossed my body a few inches above my mound and began rocking the swing hard and fast, sending his cock in and out of me violently.
A series of desperate, frantic squeals passed through my lips and my legs flailed in the straps that held them high in the air.
The look on Master’s face was prideful. He seemed to delight in having taken a woman who’d been untouched for more than six months and in less than a weekend turned her into an owned, black cock slut who was more and more savoring the idea of letting nature take its course. I began to wonder if at least part of the point behind last night’s gangbang was to show me that no one else would ever fill my body and soul the way Andre did.
“Beg for it,” Master growled, his dick twitching inside me.
“Please seed me,” I gasped. “Give me the first of our children, Master.”
My womb swelled with Andre’s warm goo, and I began to giggle, giddy with his ownership, his use.
“Who owns the pussy?” Andre said as the contents of his balls continued to spill into me.
“You do, Master,” I muttered breathlessly. “You own the pussy, and every bit of me.”
“Forever,” Andre replied.
“Forever,” I echoed.
He slipped from my sloppy cunt and released me from the harness. Immediately, I sank to my knees and glanced up at him.
“May your slave clean you, Master?” I asked.
“Please do,” he responded.
My fingers wrapped around his still turgid prick, guiding it to my mouth, and I began to suck him feverishly. I wanted Andre to understand how eager I was to accept his dominance, and how desperately I wanted to please him.
“Damn, woman, you are hungry for some nigga dick, aren’t you?” he said, prompting me to nod as I worshipped him.
I loved the taste of Andre’s cock after he fucked me. The combination of my sweet nectar and his salty jizz on his flesh reinforced the idea that we are now one, a Master and slave; a bold black man and his eager white whore.
After several minutes, Andre slipped his hands between my armpits and guided me upward till I was standing before embracing me and kissing me deeply, possessively, and we stood there, our bodies pressed together and our mouths intertwined, and I knew I belonged to him completely.

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Slave Angela

Angela was walking out to her car after work. She hated working so late the parking lot was dark and it gave her the creeps. She hated her job and wished she could be doing something else. As she got to her car there was a van parked next to her. As she walked by to get into her car the door on the van slid open and two men in ski masks grabbed her and pulled her in side.
A hand covered her mouth and she the saw a knife.
“If you fight back you will be cut, do you under stand,” a voice said. She froze and just nodded her head. A gag was shoved into her mouth and buckled behind her head. She was then forced over a padded rail and her feet tied to bolts in the floor. Her hands were tied to bolt in front of her. At this point she was completely helpless and at the mercy of the men in the van.
“We are going to have our way with you now,” the voice said. Angela felt her dress lifted up and a hand rubbing her pussy through her panties. Even though she was scared she felt her self starting to get wet, and the owner of the hand felt it to.
“Hey this bitch likes this,” another voice said.
The voice was right. The had played with her pussy through her panties for a bit longer, then the hand stopped and her panties were ripped off in one yank. She gave a yelp but it was not herd through the gag.
One of the men knelt down in front of her and held something in his hand. It looked like a metal ring with two straps on it. She then realized what it was.
“I can see by the look in your eye that you know what this is, but just to help you along it is a ring gag. It will keep you from making you screaming and still give us the use of your mouth,” said the man in the mask. “I am going to remove the gag you have in and replace it with this one. If you scream you will be killed. Do you understand?” Angela gave a nod and the man leaned forward and unbuckled the ball gag and dropped it to the floor of the van. He then forced the ring gag into her mouth and buckled it behind her head.
Angela then felt something at the opening to her pussy. Before she could do anything a large cock was shoved into her and she gave yelp. Then a cock was in front of her face. Angela knew where that was going. The cock was pushed into her mouth. She felt the cock slide in and force its way down her throat. The man started to fuck her mouth and with long strokes. The cock in her pussy was doing the same.
Angela felt her orgasm build and she knew she was about to cum when the cock in her pussy shoot its load deep into her. Her body started to shake as her orgasm happened. Then the cock in her mouth shot its load down her throat.
“Ok you two that is enough,” said the voice,” You now know what it is liked to be used. And just from what I see you liked it.”
The voice was right. Angela liked the fact that she was used and had no say in it. She hoped that there was more in store for her, but her feet and hands being untied. She was pulled to the door in the van.
“Do not say anything.” The voice said. She was then pushed out of the van. She was able to maintain her footing as the van speed away. She ran back to her car got in and locked the doors. She then reached behind her head and unbuckled the gag. She through it in her purse started the car and drove home.
When she got home she locked her door and went to the bath room and started the shower. She took off her dress and bra and looked at her body in the mirror. She saw the red marks where her panties were ripped from her body. In the shower she cleaned her self.
When she got out of the shower she rapped a towel around her body and went to her bedroom. She sat on the bed and thought about what happened. She smiled and lay back on the bed and fingered her self to second best orgasm of her life. The first being the one she had in the van. Once the orgasm subsided she heard her computer beep. She had a message on her massager. It read if she had a good night. She said yes and sent it back.
She got another one back saying if she would like to have some more fun. She thought it was a weird thing to say. She the got sent a photo to her. She downloaded it and when it came up she gave a yelp. It was the panties that had been ripped off her in the van. She got another message it asked if she would like to be used some more in the future. She thought for a minute and then typed back yes. The next message said they would be in touch. She shut down the computer and lay on the bed and thought what was going to happen next. This thought played over in her head as she fingered her self to another orgasm.
Angela hand a night full of erotic dreams that consisted of her being raped by men in masked that had her doing all manner of things. One man had her suck his cock while another was fucking her ass. Then she was being fuck in her cunt while a big cock was shoved down her throat.
When she woke the next morning she thought it was all a dream. She turned on her computer and then saw the messages from the night before. Then she remembered everything that happened to her. Just thinking of it got her all wet again. Angela was about to go get her vibrator when her computer told her she had mail. She opened the mail and the first thing she saw was a photo of her with a cock in her moth. It was from last night in the van. She scrolled down to read what it said.
I hope you have recovered from last night. You will be getting a package delivered to you today. There will be something’s in it for you and some instructions for you to follow. See you soon…
She read it again and then again. She did not know what was going on but it had her turned like never before. Then she heard the doorbell ring. She grabbed her robe and ran to the door. She looked through the peep hole and saw a delivery man. She opened the door and said hi.
The man was surprised to see a young woman in a sexy robe. “I have a package for Angela.”
“That is me,” she said with a big smile. The man smiled and handed her the box. When she opened the door fully her robe slipped and gave the man a good view of her breasts. She turned and bent over to set the box down. This gave the delivery guy a good view of her ass.
When she turned back around the guy was holding a clip board asking her to sign for the package. She did and smiled as she closed the door. Grabbing the box she ran back to her bed room and through it on the bed and ripped it open. The first thing she pulled out was a long black leather trench coat. She set it on the bed and pulled out the next thing in the box. It was a leather collar that had four metal rings on it. She then looked it over she saw that it could be locked around her neck with a small lock. Setting it side she grabbed the next thing in the box. It was a pair of black stripper heels. Looking them over she saw that they to could also be lock to her feet. She then pulled out a set of leather wrist and ankle cuffs. Looking them over she saw that like the collar these also had four small rings in them and like the collar and the shoes they to could be locked to her with small lock. The last things in the box were seven small locks (all unlocked), a cell phone, and a note.
The note was hand written and on expensive paper and had a seal on the bottom of it. You are to strip naked and put on the collar and the shoes. Then put the restraints on your wrists and ankles. You will use the locks to lock them in place. Then put on the coat and wait for a call on the cell phone. Keep this letter you will need it later.
She read it two more times and set it down on the bed. She got up and took off her robe and let it dropped to the floor. Looking over all the stuff that had been in the box she got very aroused. Knowing everything that was going to happen to her was again out of her control. She then picked up the collar and with put it around her neck. It was a snug fit and taking one of the small locks locked it in place. She then put on the shoes and locked them into place. The restraints were next. She fastened the ones on her ankles first and locked them in place. She then put on the ones on her wrists and locked them in place.
She looked at her self in the mirror and it was then that there was no going back as everything she had on needed a key to be removed. She then called in sick to her job saying that she had caught the flu going around. Being Thursday she knew that being out for the rest of the week would not be questioned. She then put on the coat buttoned it up and looked in the mirror and saw that the coat covered most of her body. The collar and the cuffs was the only thing that could be seen. Grabbing the note and the phone she went into the living room and sat in a chair and waited for the call. After about ten minutes the call came.
“Are you dressed yet,” the voice said.
“Yes,” she said with a bit of a shaky voice.
“A car will pick you up in five minutes. It will bring you to a hotel. Take the note to the front desk, show it to the man at the desk; he will then give you a key to a room. You are not to talk to or say anything to anyone. When you have the key go to the room,” and then the caller hung up.
Angela waited and in five minutes there was a knock at the door. She grabbed the note and the phone and answered the door. There was a man in a suit and sunglasses standing there. She stepped out of the door and closed it behind her. She was led to a black limo with dark windows. The man opened the door to the limo and Angela got in and sat down on the leather seat. The man closed the door and got into the driver seat and pulled the car away from the curb. The windows were so dark she could not see out. So she was forced to sit and wait for what ever was going to happen.
It was a long ride and just when Angela was about to ask the driver how much longer the car pulled to a stop. The door was then opened by a door man. It was then that Angel got her first look around since leaving her home. She now stood out side of a four star hotel in the center of the city.
Thanking the doorman she went into the lobby of the hotel and went right for the front desk. She was getting some looks as she headed for the desk. Angela did not look at anybody in the lobby. She just went to the front desk. The man at the desk asked her if he could help her. She handed him the note and he looked it over. With out saying a word he gave her a card key and told her it was for room 1506.
She smiled and went to the elevator. When she got on the elevator a man gave her a look and smiled. The ride up seemed to take forever. When the doors opened she was on the 15th floor. She walked down to room 1506 and using the key opened the door. The room was dark with no lights on and the drapes over the windows were all closed.
“Please closed the door and lock the dead bolt,” said the now familiar voice. She did as she was told and closed the door and engaged the dead bolt. She then walked into the main sitting area of the room. She saw a man sitting in a chair next to an end table. The man was in complete shadow and she could not make out any details of the man.
“Take off the coat and let it fall to the floor,” the man said. She undid the coat and let it fall to the floor. She was now standing naked in front of someone that she did not even know. She was scared and turned on at the same time. She was getting a bit wet between the legs and this made it even scarier for her.
“I have been watching you for a while now,” said the man. “I know you like sex and I know you like it when you have the control taken from you. That is why I am making you this offer. You will become my servant for me you will do what I tell you and it will involve sex in many forms. You will be asked to do things with me and with people I tell you to do things with. You will not have any damage done to your body and you will be protected when not under my supervision. I know you have done things in the past and you liked them. If you do agree to be my slave you will sign a contract that says you will be mine for one year. At the end of that year you will be aloud to renew the contract or leave. If you leave you will be given one hundred thousand dollars in an off shore account, but if you renew the contract you will still get the money and another hundred thousand for the next year. Do you have any questions? ”
Angela could not believe what this man was saying. She would be his slave for a year, but if she did this she would get a lot of money. The thought of not having control of her life was scary but the thought of it was getting her very wet.
“If I do this where would I live,” Angela said
“I will let you live in a condo near by. You would have to quite your job and sell your car and move. Your stuff you have now would be put into storage. I will supply you with cloths for your new role,” he said. “Are you ready to sign?”
She thought about it for a minute. Her mind told her no but her body said yes and this was one of her fantasies. When the year was up she would get the money and what could he have her do that she has not done her self. She said yes to him and waited for what was to come.
“Ok I will have you sign the contract now. Once you do sign you will not be aloud to go back you will be mine,” Said the man. He then turned on the overhead light and she got her first look at him.
He was in a nice looking suit and was very handsome. He had a goatee and looked to be in good shape. She saw the paper on the table. She could not make any details out on it but it looked to have a lot of writing on it.
“Come over here and sign the contract and your new life will begin,” he said.
She walked over to him and saw the contract and a nice pin. She could see he was looking her over and she felt her self wishing she had the coat on. She leaned over picked up the pen and signed the contract. She put the pin down and took a step back.
“Ok we are going to begin. From this moment forward you will only call me master, is that under stood,” he said as he stood before her.
“Yes master,” was all she said.
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