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Lesbian Slave Fiction
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She has become the sex slave of her best friend


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She has become the sex slave of her best friend
By: Emily A. Marcelo  Philippine Daily Inquirer / 04:14 AM August 25, 2013

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My problem is my relationship with my high school best friend. We were classmates all of four years in high school but took up different courses in college. We are both considered “beauty and brains”; she looks more Chinese, I am very Filipino.
After school, when I got a job, I stayed with her in her one-bedroom apartment, splitting the monthly bills between us.
We’d sleep in one bed, she in her pajamas, I in loose shirt and underwear. The bathroom has no door and this has not been a problem since we are both girls anyway.
We even used to shower together, naked, scrubbing each other’s back, at times teasing each other by touching each other’s private parts. We’d even share stories about our sexual experiences.
That’s how close we were with no feeling of malice.
Then, one night, I was awakened when I felt her hand inside my panties. In total shock, I pretended to be asleep until she finished what she was doing.
I must confess I enjoyed it like none of my boyfriends had made me feel. Or it could just be because it was my first time with a girl. I believe she knew I was just pretending to be asleep.
The next morning, we both pretended to be okay. We did not talk about it. It was awkward, especially seeing her watching me take a bath, which always happens because I go to work earlier than her.
Two days after, she did it again while I was sleeping, but this time, she went a step further. Again, I pretended to be asleep, but I know she knew I was awake.
The next day, I decided not to go home to her anymore. After three days, I went back to get my things and say goodbye to her. Surprisingly, I found a note on our bed with a flash drive. The note said: “If you’re thinking of leaving me, open the file, this will be all over the world, I promise you that!”
I opened the flash drive and ended up crying when I saw my video taken while I was in the bathroom. There I was (done when she was not in our apartment)—peeing, pooping (my habit of doing it with my feet on the toilet seat), shaving, bathing. Even my weird mannerism of smelling my used undies was caught on video. All these shocking, humiliating scenes were captured without my knowledge.
So, I am left with no choice but to stick with her. I pleaded with her to let me go. But she warned that she would upload the video and inform all our friends. If it were just a sex video, I would seek the help of authorities.
I became her sex slave. I had no idea she was a lesbian. She is very good in bed, she cares for me, she loves me—but I need a normal life, with a boyfriend and a husband in the future.
Now I can’t say no to her. She does things to me against my will. She chopped my 20-inch straight hair into a pixie look because she said she is jealous of men who think I am pretty with long hair. I wept as she chopped my hair. She was not even gentle; she cursed while doing it.
I want to get away from her and live a normal life. But I really cannot stand the possibility of my video on the Internet.
Have you heard of the word blackmail? Have you heard of people being sick in the head?
Blackmail is a crime. And this girl who purports to be your best friend and is in love with you is sick! Horribly sick in the head!
You allowed it to happen when you didn’t stop her the first time she touched you sexually. You should have screamed at her and not pretended to be asleep.
Had you followed your first impulse of revulsion, you would have nipped her intentions in the bud.
But she knew what was happening—that you were enjoying the sexual stimulation.
What she threatens to upload is something everyone does. Everybody poops, pees, farts, picks his nose, and other stuff that’s nobody’s business—especially in the bathroom!
A sex film may be titillating for some. But this? Yuck! For her to upload such bodily functions is terribly sick and malicious, and it is pathetic if any of your supposed friends will enjoy watching it.
Go, seek help for her from someone she respects or fears—someone like the boss in the company she works for, or a relative she cannot say no to. Go to the police and file a report. Gather flash drives, notes, and other evidence she has sent you. Do everything within legal bounds that would put fear in her sick mind.
She cannot keep you against your will. You have to fight for your freedom! Make her realize you mean business.
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I did not write this story. It was originally on DOSF but the writer stopped. Then someone else continued w/o his permission. I will only include the original chapters.
If anyone knows the original author's name please post it.
Slave to a White Girl
Part I

My name is Shawna and i am a 20 year old African American girl. I first
met Miss Amber at a volenteer event put on through area high schools at
age 18. Miss Amber is the same age has the most beautiful blue eyes and
long dark hair. Ive never been into girls before but there was something
about her.

She was our group leader and was very take charge in her role and I
submitted to her every order, everyone else thought she was stuck up. I
didnt leave her side except to follow orders for the whole day. She took
to me in a weird way, she appreciated my willingness to take orders and
at days end she told me i should come watch her at soccer practice and
talk more about the volenteer work we did. Needless to say i jumped at
the chance.

After her practice we met up along with one of her other friends. Miss
Amber said i should carry her back back because she was tired from
practice. As the three of us went to her house, neither of them really
talked to me, i just walked behind Miss Amber most of the way.

We sat on her front porch, they were both in chairs and i was leaning
against the railling. Miss Amber told me to sit down, but there were no
other chairs, i took a spot at her feet. Her attention then turned to
me. "I lliked the way you were willing to listen to me. Are you laways
that submissive?" I didnt know what to say, at first i was just happy
she noticed anything at all about me. My reply finally came, "No, but
you seemed to have the best ideas." "Good. Why dont you pull my shoes
off and give me a foot massage." I sat there at her feet looking up at
her not knowing what to say, but i didnt want to dissapoint her either. I
could of got up and walked away, instead i undid her laces and pulled
off her trainers. Having never given a foot massage before she let me
know right away i was doing it to hard. "Take your time, GENTLY pull on
my toes and rub." Her socks were so sweaty and i could smell her feet, i
loved it. Her friend made a comment but i didnt hear it, i could not
have cared less about anything, the only thing i wanted was to please my
new "friend". She must have approved of my job as she went back talking
to her friend. 45 min later she said "take my socks off, take my
trainers and socks inside and ask my mother where to put them. Then ask
where i keep my flip flops, get them and bring them out to me." I
wondered why she just didnt tell me herself then i realized she just
wanted to let her mother know she had someone fetching things for her,
made me feel even better, like she was showing me off! I couldnt help it
once i got to her room, i had to smell her socks. I didnt want to
dissapoint her so got her flip flops and ran back down to the porch. She
kept talking to her friend and just held her foot out, i knew what i
was to do. i dropped to my knees and put her shoe on, then i sat there
and waited for her to lift up her other foot and did the same. What
happened to me why do i feel the need to serve her?She got my number
told me to go home and she will call me. then her and her friend left
for a walk as i stood there.
Part 2
A week went by and my new friend had not called. I wondered if she was
just laughing about the way I let her treat me, I must have looked like a
fool to her friend and mother. I didnt care really, i kept those socks
instead of putting them in her dirty clothes basket. I slept with them
under my pillow, I layed them on the floor, bowed down and kissed them
wishing she was standing over me and practiced massaging them. Another
girls DIRTY SOCKS!!



My mother called "Shawna, Amber on the phone for you"! I dont think I
ever ran so fast down the stairs! She told me to meet her at the mall in
2 hours if I wanted to hang out, and bring the socks I took, clean.
Ughhh she knew! What else could I do? I took a few more deep sniffs,
then washed them, as she told me to do.



I met her at the designated spot, her friend was there again. They had
already been shopping a bit as there were a few bags near them. Miss
Amber smiled, said hi and asked if I was ready to get shopping. Hell
yea! "Carry the bags" she ordered. She jumped right into her role and
again I couldnt help but feel proud to carry out her order.



She talked about a family get together she must attend and she needed to
find a pair of new sandals, so off to the shoe store we went. She
pointed to where she wanted their bags placed and I put them down as
told while they browsed the shoes. When I got back to them she had
picked out three pairs she liked. She handed them to me and told me to
ask the sales rep if they have them in a 6.5. When the rep came back
with the boxes i took them over to Miss Amber who was already seated.
"Cool, lets see how they look" she said bouncing her foot and smilling. I
dropped to my knees and asked which ones she wanted to try first. "You
pick" she said. I pulled her ankle boots off then her socks. I was going
to put her socks in her boots untill she said "Wait! I have a better
place". With that she layed one over each of my shoulders and laughed.
If I wasnt in a humiliating position enough, she upped the ante. I
slipped the first pair on her and carefully did the straps. While I
stayed on the floor Miss Amber walked around in them a bit and this
carried on till she tried them all. She asked her friend which ones she
liked best and she immediately replied the silver ones. Then she stood
above me and asked my opinion. I looked up at her and asked what color
dress she planned on wearing. Blue was her reply. Then I asked what
color her nails would be. Blue again was her reply. I told her I thought
the blue strappy heels would look great. She smiled down at me and said
she thought so as well. She looked so pleased with me i couldnt help
but keep smilling while I undid the straps and put her socks and boots
back on.



I once again gathered the bags together and set out behind them. She
then stopped and asked if I would like to do her nails for her. "Yeah,
Id love to!" was my reply. "Lets go to the bookstore and find a book on
pedicures so you can do it properly" was her next idea and I thought it
was a great one! Once in the bookstore she found a clerk and pointed to
me saying, "she has a question for you". "Ahh, do you have a book that
teaches you how to give pedicures?" I asked and Miss Amber added, "A
beginners book, nothing too complicated, yet". The clerk just looked at
us and told us to follow her. When she showed us the books available,
she asked if their would be anything else. I looked at Miss Amber then
the clerk and asked, "anything on giving foot massages?" Miss Amber
looked truly pleased at my request! "OK, Shawna pick your books out" was
Miss Ambers next order. I found "Pedicures for Dummies" and Miss Amber
and her friend laughed. Then I found one on a massage book focussing on
the foot. She bought them both for me as gifts if I promised to study
them. No problem there I thought!!



Next we went to the eatery and we were going to share a basket of fries.
When they arrived, Miss Amber said "OK Shawna, if you really like me
bossing you around here is the big test, you can say no and leave or
follow my order". "OK" I said softly, but I was to far gone. "When you
put my boots back on you smudged them. I think instead of eating with us
you should lick them clean and maybe next time you will be more mindful
of what you are doing" she said in a really dissapointed tone. I just
sat there, looked around at all the people, back at her and then her
friend. If it was just her and I, Id be under the table no questions,
but this was a test. I got up looked her in those beautiful eyes and
said "Im sorry I smudged your boots Amber" and crawled under the table
onto the dirty floor and began licking her boots clean. People pointed
and laughed, her friend said "oh god". Nothing else mattered anymore,
only to please Miss Amber. "Done with that one?" she asked. "Yes" I
replied. Then she recrossed her legs so I could clean her other boot.
When I was done, her friend asked "what about mine?" Would you like to
clean Kelly's shoes also Shawna, it would make me happy and her and I
can continue our conversation. "Yes Amber" is all I could say and
started to lick Kelly's shoes as well. Though pleasing Kelly meant
nothing to me, pleasing Miss Amber meant everything so I did my best on
Kelly's flats while they talked and laughed.



People were still pointing when we left, me carrying the bags while they
walked ahead a bit. When we got to Miss Amber's car she said for me to
wait untill she calls again but she has another gift besides the books
she bought me. "Got my clean socks Shawna?" she asked. I pulled them out
of my pocket. "Take my boots and socks off, put the clean socks and my
boots back on and you can take my sweaty ones. And DO NOT smudge my
boots again!" After i loaded the bags in the car i did as she said.
"Smell them for me" she ordered. I did as she said and they both
laughed, I on the other hand loved it, her sweaty socks right off her
beautiful feet and right out of her boots. Remember wait for MY call,
dont hang out with your other friends, stay close to home for MY call.
BYE!!!!! and they drove off.
Part 3
I waited for her call, just as she laid
it out for me. I saw none of my own friends, i studied the books she
bought for me and i worshiped her socks pretending she was relaxing
above me. My mom kept asking why i wasnt taking any of my friends calls
or going out with them, i just told her i was studying, i just didnt
tell her what! Miss Amber has me wrapped around her little finger and
she knows it.



Three weeks went by and she finaly called! She reminded me of the family
event she has to attend. "Do you think you are ready to give me a
pedicure?" she asked. "I really think i am Amber, i.." and she cut me
off. "Tomorrow, come over after school, if I am not home when you get
here, my mother will let you in. Ask her if she has anything for you to
do, if she does not, sit on the floor in the living room next to the
couch and wait for me." were her instructions. "I will be there Amber" i
said. "Good, see you tomorrow Shawna." and she hung up.



I was so happy but also scared, what if she didnt
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