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Slavers hijack a yacht and prepare 5 women for an auction.
Laura is kidnapped and trained to be a sex slave.
Master buys a company and the previous owners wife.
Her training continues, and she is humiliated in public.
He invites shocked friends over to display & use His sub.
She gets displayed and humiliated at a party.
She becomes his slave, to earn his forgiveness.
Mistress anally trains a dominant man and makes him submit.
A young new sex slave begins his humiliation.
A virgin is initiated as a slave at the mysterious Palace.
The wild weekend of slave wife training continues ...
She is used by a whole nightclub full of men.
Steve meets lady executive online who likes control.
Alicia is still blissfully unaware.
Sub submits her ass to Master & Mistress for the first time.
Master continues His slave's training.
She undergoes her final humiliation.
I'm captured and forced into servitude after a date with Him.
A young new sex slave is brutally initiated.
Returning to the Scene of My Prime.
Young man begins his descent into sissy black cock slave.
Sexual servitude and mass slavery in the 21st century.
Gwen is taken to a professional dominatrix.
Submissive is thoroughly trained by a strong-willed master.
Master leads a double-life training slave girls for profit.
Her journey through forced bondage and falling in love.
I go to Portland and dominate a Swedish girl.
Hellie's plans are revealed to Amy.
Mia, a new slave, meets the protege of her mistress.
New captive is used in a seminar on how to break slaves.
Katie and Emily continue their slave training.
Adam endures his first day at slave school.
Training begins; Jennifer enters the story.
Lana must endure a long ride with three naked warriors.
Lana gets a personal tour of the slave training camp.
Oliver trains his wife for the first time.
Doctor wrecks on the coast of Amazons' kindgom.
Training begins as Rachael finds out what she wants.
Spoiled woman begins to learn the joy of submission.
In a gynarchical world, a new male slave is sold and trained.
Lana spends the night in the hands of her slave sisters.
Mei and Xia are spared, but become true sex slaves.
A slave recalls her training while awaiting her Mistress.
Part 2 of Emily's story of ownership.
Nick and the art of orgasm control.
Lana struggles to stop her slide into slavery.
Kristin's sisters in training are taught lessons.
Splish splash, Hailey's takin' a bath.
Lana is punished for resisting her slave training.
Kristin is introduced to slave training techniques.
Maeve is blackmailed by her boss to become sex slave.
Kristin's second day of training begins.
Alice trains her foot slave into perfect obedience.
The Master is enamored of the new slave.
An obsessive stalker finally jumps his prey...
Amber remembers her past & begins training as a slave.
In which Hailey learns her true self.
A cute store clerk gets forced into slavery by her boss.
Bratty slave trainee gets a painful lesson in humility.
Slave is given her first taste of training.
Wannabe submissive finally gets her chance.
Married woman endures punishment session with master.
She arrives at her new home after being sampled by the staff.
The new neighbour takes advantage of Dave's generous spirit.
Through captivity comes freedom and true understanding
Amber is placed outside house Grantlo for training.
michael learns more about his Mistress.
Strangers in the night, exchanging glances...
Some decisions shouldn't be spur of the moment...
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A typical afternoon in the life of a slave.
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I arrived home and as usual, the slave was waiting on her knees by the door, my favorite bottled beer resting between her tits, the ice cold rivulets of melting ice running down between her tits. I walked inside and tossed my jacket over the back of a chair and turned to the slut. She was so happy to see me! I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her to her feet, grabbing the beer with my hand as I roughly spread her ankles wide.
First, I jammed the neck of the beer bottle inside her cunt...then I withdrew it and drank deeply. Setting aside the beer, I rammed three fingers, then four deep inside her cunt...which was only semi-wet. She squealed at the intrusion as I forced more of my hand inside her slutcunt. It had been sometime since I had fist fucked the whore...and I saw she was due. But not yet. I clipped her lead onto her collar and forced her to follow me on her hands and knees into the kitchen.
"Make me dinner...bitch and be quick about it. But first, a little taste for you."
I unzip my pants and with no ceremony I jam my cock deep into her throat. She gags a bit and I frown. Her eyes are on mine and they grow large with fear. She knows her throat MUST accept me to the root of my cock or she'll be punished. She works my cock with the lusty abandon of the cock sucking whore that I have made her. I secure her leash to a rail which will allow her free movement in the kitchen. And I go shower.
30 minutes later I'm in the dining room with her at my side on her knees while I eat. I feed her scraps from my plate directly into her mouth from my hands. She licks my fingers clean. As I finish I idly pinch her nipples with ever increasing force...she whimpers and finally cries out. I glance between her spread thighs to see the small puddle growing on the marble floor.
"You SLUT! Look at the mess you've made! CLEAN IT UP!!" I growl...
She looks around for a towel and I slap her across the face and wrap my hands in her long hair.
She timidly leans over and her tiny pink tongue darts out and laps up the mess she has made.
I clip the lead onto her collar and make her crawl behind me to the punishment bathroom. As soon as she realizes where she's going she starts to plead, beg and cry. "PLEASEEEE MASTER...NO!!! Not....not...NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Too late. I hook her collar to the special hook on the wall then I fasten her thighs, and ankles and wrists to spaced hooks...until she was spread taut against the wall...all her slutholes open for my pleasure. I reached into the shower and withdrew the hose and nozzle. She continued to cry and whimper. I got the bag and poured a mix of warm soapy water and lime juice into the soft rubber bag. I jammed the nozzle into her ass as she screamed...a wail that got even louder as I loosed the liquid into her bowels. As I watched her belly gorw distended with the fluid, I pinched her nipples and twisted them to hear her cry. I cut off the flow and rammed a large ASS PLUG inside.
"Hold it cunt." I told her. Then I sat and watched as the sweat beaded up and rolled off her forehead, streaking her face...mixing with her tears...which is just what I was waiting for. I move forward. She knows what's next and dreads it for the sheer humilation. I rip out the plug and her bowels empty forcefully. She groans at the feeling and the degradation. But I'm swift to clean her up by shoving her into the shower and hosing her down with the flexible shower head. She is shivering when she finally crawls out of the stall.
I command her to ready herself. She blanches and her hands shake as she goes about the task of drying her hair and reapplying her makeup. I leave and go to the playroom, where I ready the equipment.
A short time later, I hear a light timid knock and I command that she enter as the slutbitch she is. The door swing wide and she snuffles in, face pressed to the floor, ass high in the air, sensitive nipples dragging the floor. She comes over to the center of the floor area. I quickly pull down the chains and wrist/ankle cuffs and secure each to a limb. Then I activate the switch.
The slack is taken up and her arms and legs spread eagle as her body is lifted horizontally off the floor. Her extremities take the strain and she groans.
I choose a short crop and begin the dance of torment. A cut to the inside of the thigh...lightly! And she jumps, twisting in the restraints. Another to the soft belly, harder. A thin red welt appears. Another, and another....varying the speed and the intensity and the strike zone. Soon she is moaning and screaming and babbling unintelligible speech as her drool slips from the corners of her mouth. I switch to the horsehair flogger and step between her spread thighs. Her cunt juice is dripping on the floor. I viciously slash at her exposed tender cunt lips with the flogger. She jerks and screams! Screams again! My cock is hard but I have miles to go yet....
I slide the rolling table beneath her body and lower her onto it, swiftly changing the location of the restraints so that she remains spread. I produce my favorite little steel tipped rubber flogger and for the first time I speak to her.
"Arch your back slut and offer me your tits to strike!!" Her eyes roll wildly as her chest heaves. I know she has been in a constant state of orgasm for some time now. I speak again:
"THAT'S TEN MORE BITCH!" She swiftly arches her back and her luscious tits, topped with the tiny rock hard nipples are raised for my whip. The first slice cuts neatly across the nipple and she howls in pain, but manages to gasp: "One, thank you master." Another cut the other tit, same zone: "TWO, thank you master!" I increase the force slowly as the angry welts appear crisscrossing her tits as I walk the strike zones down her body to her feet. After each she jerks and pleads and screams as I enjoy the whole experience.
Finally, I am finished. My arm aches from the use...I feel as if I just arm wrestled "The Terminator." My chest is heaving from the exertion. I release her from the restraint and she rolls off the bench and falls in a heap to the floor.
But, I'm not done yet. I take a deep breath and haul her by that long luxurious hair to her feet and I half drag, half carry her still form over to a nearby couch. I sling her across the back like a large sack of rice. As the cloth hits her welts, she moans pitifully. I slap her ass.
"C'mon SLUT...this is the payoff. Move that sweet ass for me....milk my cockjuice with your cunt muscles..."
And I ram my MEAT deep inside her cunt slamming deep inside...GAWD she's so tight! As I hammer her unmercifully, I reach around and pinch her clit and the first of many orgasms yet to come wrack her helpless body. She cums and cums until she literally passes out.
I cum deep inside her and carry her to my bed...where I wrap her in my arms and we sleep. Halfway thru the night I shove her down to my waist so she can suck my cock...and I fall asleep with my cock in her hot...wet...mouth. She purrs contently...her life as my slave is PERFECT...I have TRAINED her well.
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Wife forces me to make her my slave.
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About a year after our son was born, my wife started losing interest in sex, to the point that we make love less than once a month. Also, we only do mutual oral sex, because an IUD causes frequent infections and makes normal sex uncomfortable, and neither of us wants more kids. However, when I got a vasectomy, and we didn't have the pregnancy risk, she still wasn't interested in normal lovemaking, and still didn't want sex more often than we'd been having it. She did become more jealous though, because eliminating the pregnancy trap, made it a lot easier for me to cheat on her. And that jealousy, plus her overhearing only one side of an innocent conversation, caused one of our biggest fights ever. Because while I was giving her the proof that I hadn't cheated on her, I made it clear that I was very close to doing so. Since she knew I had every reason to cheat, that scared her enough to agree to opening our marriage, with a caveat. That caveat was that all my sex with other women would have to be threesomes with her there to make sure things didn't get too romantic, and was only sex not love. Like any man would argue with that, especially since she promised they'd be true threesomes and that she'd gladly lick out any sperm I put into the girl's holes.
However, 6 months passed, and there was no change whatsoever in our sex life, except to get even worse than it had been before. No threesomes with other girls, no starting to let me fuck her in the ass like she'd promised, and a decrease in how often we had sex, not an increase like she swore would happen. Hell, she didn't even talk about going out and fucking other guys, which had been her side of the open marriage agreement. Then again, if she wasn't giving me any of the things she'd promised me as part of the agreement, how could she get her side without causing an even bigger fight than before. And, of course, asking about that subject got nothing except excuses about why she wasn't ready for any parts of it. The same kinds of excuses I'd been getting for the last 10 years, whenever I'd try to find out how to fix our broken sex life. Which meant that the agreement she'd made, to keep me divorcing her, or cheating on her, had just been another one of her endless lies and broken promises. Promises that she made, that I should have already known she had absolutely no intention of keeping when she made them.
To be honest, I actually didn't expect her to keep her promises about the threesomes or the anal sex, because they were fantasy things not normal sex for us. However, I did expect her to keep her promise about us having sex more often, since that is what brought us to the brink in the first place. Her only wanting sex every couple of months, yet swearing to me that she hadn't lost interest in it, or in me. As I said though, instead of increasing, our sex life got worse, with us having only made love twice in the 6 months since the agreement. If her proving she'd lied again about wanting to try and fix what was wrong wasn't enough to piss me off, her wanting us to buy a bigger apartment, and promising our sex life would improve if we did, definitely was. But her response, when I reminded her that she'd never kept a single one of her promises, that it was my fault because I wasn't man enough to make her keep them, was the final straw. And, I did something I'd never thought I'd do, that was to tell her I was going to keep one of her promises for her, the one about finding another girl to fuck. Although, she shouldn't wait up for me because I didn't plan to bring the girl home for a threesome. Then I left the house, slamming the door on anything else she might have to say.
Of course, by the time I got to the car, I had to accept the fact that my wife was right in a way because I didn't even have enough guts to really do what I'd just told her I was going to do. Instead, I'd just go sit in a bar somewhere and drink until I got bored with drinking, then head back home again. Still, maybe just the fact that I'd stormed out, even though she knew as well as I did that I wouldn't actually cheat on her, might do some good, since as I said, it was something I'd never done before. Except, the changes came faster than I would ever have expected, in the form of a phone call from our old next door neighbor, and one of my wife's best friends, less than 5 minutes after I sat down at our favorite bar. Asking me where I was, and if she could come talk to me about the fight my wife and I had just had. That was strange enough, because my wife always kept our problems secret from her friends, that I said why the hell not, then told her where to find me.
The woman, who we'll call Y, is about halfway between my wife's age and my own, making her about 45 or so. She's shorter than either one of us, and while not fat, she's heavy boned which means she's not the kind of girl I'd drool over. Still, she has a nice face and a very down to earth personality, which, after my wife joked about me fucking her, when our so called agreement was new, made me actually fantasize about doing it. The reason I bring that up, is because that was one of the first things she said to me when she sat down at my table. That my wife hadn't sent her to try and talk me out of doing what I planned to do, because she knew I had every right to cheat on her. Instead, my wife had called her and asked if she was interested in being the girl I slept with, since she'd be a lot safer than some random bar slut. Maybe what I said next will sound stupid to you, but I told her she didn't need to sacrifice herself like that and I wouldn't have really done what I said because I didn't want the fight we'd have when I got home. Y put her hand on mine and said it wouldn't be a sacrifice because she wasn't getting what she needed at home either, and it was about time she started cheating too. As for a fight, she didn't think there would be one, because my wife had told her she could do this if she wanted. And she did want it, if I did, or else she wouldn't be here right now, would she? Although she wouldn't mind if I bought her a couple of drinks first, because she'd never done this before and was nervous as hell.
Ok, she wasn't my dream date, and I might have found something better by the end of the night. But, she was already willing without me having to work all night to convince her, and we supposedly had my wife's permission as long as I only did it with her. Besides, I might not get lucky at all otherwise, and I had fantasized about fucking her a few times. So, I called the waitress over to take her drink order, then moved to her side of the table and put my arm around her to let her know I was accepting her offer. It took two drinks, and a little bit of me running my hand up and down her back, before she relaxed enough to start leaning into the arm that was around her. When the third drink came, she turned to give me a quick kiss and say we could leave after we finished this one. And when I put my other hand on her leg, under the table, she leaned even harder into me, then turned to give me an even longer kiss than the first one.
It wasn't until we got to the car though, that she expressed her remaining doubt about what was happening, by asking if I was sure I wanted to make love to her, as if my touches hadn't already shown her that. So, this time it was me who did the kissing, a real kiss, not the quick kisses she'd given me, while moving my hand up to caress one of her tits through her shirt, to show
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