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on Nov 12, 2019




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All characters are over eighteen years old.
This is probably my weakest story, and yes there are more stories. I had actually written Parts One and Three long before this one as I wasn't sure how to write the Grading, and especially the Training scenes. Thus, there was less inspiration and more perspiration in writing this story.
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The next morning C...


Section 1; Introduction and definitions.
This document is a contract entered into consensually and informed by _________m_________ herein known as "Master" or " _______________" and __________s____________ herein known as :slave", "the slave" or "_________________".
__________s____________ is familiar with the instrument of slavery and understands the seve...


The Wife-Slut Course, hereafter referred to as the course or the program, is a well researched and planned training program designed to allow the candidate to discover who she is sexually and what her sexual limits are in the context of a loving and caring marital relationship, and to furthermore allow her the freedom to stretch those limits to whatever exte...


The Marketplace Series is a series of books by author Laura Antoniou that deal with a secret society of slaves, slave traders, slave trainers and slave masters around the world. For those of you interested in real life sexual slavery, it is the series for you.
The first book in The Marketplace Series is titled, surprisingly enough, The Marketplace. It intro...


So you've taken a slave. Congratulations! Chances are, you really haven't given much thought to 'What now?' It's all been fun play for a few hours. But. If you really want a *real* slave, you'll need to invest some time and effort in consummating your new property arrangement. Your new possession may be naturally submissive (or not! even more fun!), but you...


(Fannie is sent away for slut/slave training! Her training will be chronicled in a future chapter.)
Pt. 1
Fannie's husband S is on his way home from work as his cell phone rings.
"Hello."
"Hi S this is Cindy. Got a minute?"
"Sure. Everything alright with Fannie?" He asked.
"Perfect. Couldn't be better! She just left for home and I was just wondering...


Chapter 8
Truth and Consequences
Inclon jerked awake at the touch to his shoulder. "Master," Justilia whispered. "You should go to bed, Master. Your back will give you no end of grief if you sleep at your desk again."
The sage looked up at Justilia's tense face. He knew what she was worried about. Inclon wasn't young anymore and his bones and muscles were...


Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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This story was inspired by the recent news about the NXIVM secret society, DOS. The lead character, Maggie, is desperate to rejuvenate her marriage to her husband of many years. She is befriended by a couple who are members of the cult. By the time Maggie realizes what the cult really...


This article is intended to help dominant women with easing into toilet training of their submissives through a gradual progression. Through smaller steps along the way, the training can be taken as far as the dominant woman and the slave would like. This process can also help to push reluctant submissives further along to further improve their submissivenes...


I have written some of my thoughts on training my own bi slave husband in the past and thought that perhaps a primer on bringing new bi slaves into the fold would be helpful. I have been the Domme to my bi submissive slave husband for 15 years. We have been married for 20 years, are in our early 50's, and it was obviously a journey to get where we are and a...


Chapter 10: The Trainer
Rachel and Allison took Ross from the private area and led him handcuffed, to the main facility. He was cleaned up to the point that it wasn't obvious that he and Allison had just had a private training session. He looked a little bit worn, but there was a definite happy expression on his face. They led him into the main facility sti...


Not So Fun Games Ch. 03
Fully trained to obey
For once she was pleasured rather than being simply taken, and the satisfaction he gained from her body added to her enjoyment. It was a wonderful night.
She awoke early waiting for her Master to stir. Tethered to the end of the bed, she rested her chin on the edge, gazing up at him in admiration. If her husb...


Scene 15
Author's Note: Our Heroine has been tasked with teaching three new slaves. Our Heroine has some helpful orientation for the "newbies," and then gets a whole new assignment.
J Spe
Chapter Forty-Three: Three Earns a Correction
The clanging of something against the bars ushers in the new day for the slaves in the Enterprises' Intake Unit slave...


Prologue
"He'll see you now, Sir," the slave said as she exited the room beyond the door. Heversham Ranslan nodded and rose, his mind on the upcoming conversation. After a month of travel, he still wasn't sure whether telling anyone of the recently discovered secret was a good idea. The potential to tear the fabric of Destran society apart was monumental. S...


Chapter 25, The Training Finally Begins
Rachel didn't exactly keep her word. Even at the late hour, she contacted the doctor in person and informed her of what had happened. Dr Sherry was furious. She knew Mistress Francesca well enough to know that she would not hurt Ross, but the Mistress' staff or bodyguards were a different story. She would find out lat...


Part 16: Crystal becomes a house slave
Crystal's sixth morning as a training slave found Devon at his desk as the phone rang. Answering it, he found Dominique on the line. "Good morning Dominique."
"Devon, two things this morning. Are you planning on heading to town soon? The people would like to see the grand trainer himself."
"I do plan on doing that, t...


Saturday Morning, Mistress woke slave up early, again announcing that his training as her sex slave would begin today. She warned him that this wasn't a weekend long training. It would be a long unending training. She promise to ride him, and work him, and be as mean to him as he needed to until he became the best sex slave ever. "Stage 1 of Training starts...


Author's Note: This Part continues the story of Igor, Martin's Training Executive. It will bring into focus future developments for our Heroines, Julie and Niamh. Again, thank you for all the Comments (Posted as well as sent through Literotica's e-mail system). We enjoy each one!
— J Spe
Chapter 121: Introduction into Training a Slave
The AKE trainer met...


Chapter 6
First Lessons
"Master, it's time to wake up, Master." Justilia gently shook Inclon as he sat face down at his desk, scrolls unrolled beneath his head.
Inclon's eyes opened. He was suddenly aware of hunger pains and a dry mouth. He pushed himself up in his chair and rubbed his face. Sometime during the night someone, most likely Justilia, had ca...


The fifth, and currently last, book in The Marketplace Series by author Laura Antoniou is titled The Reunion and that is exactly what it is a slave reunion. In this novel, which may be the most entertaining book of the series, we, the readers, are treated to a reunion being held at the stately and historic Kaleigh Castle in Ireland that includes slaves and o...

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NonConsent/Reluctance Laura's Slave Training
Laura is kidnapped and trained to be a sex slave.
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This 16k words story is about a woman getting caught by a slave trainer, and her subsequent training. There is some plot and pseudo psychology here, in between the smut.
WARNING: Strong Non-Consent warning here, and a lot of BDSM slave training themes as well. I honestly wasn't sure which category fitted it better, arguments could be made for both. All situations and characters are purely fictional and over 18.
However. This story is heavily inspired by Vonna Harper's "Carnal Incorporated"-Book series. So if by the end of this you are thinking to yourself: "Man I would love to read more of this, only much better." Then go look for those Books ;)
As always, I'm not native to the English language so I apologize in advance for any mistakes I have made in that regard. I am still looking for a proofreader, but most of the editors on the list seem to be no longer active.
So without further ado: I hope you enjoy!
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Laura was driving home from a late night of studying until the library closed. She was of average size, with long wavy blond hair which she wore open. Checking her blue eyes in the rear mirror for bags under her eyes she noticed the police car trailing behind her. Just as she looked back a sign lit up on the police car, instructing her to stop.
A massive wide shouldered policeman in his thirties walked over to her car, knocking on her window. He had brown short cut curly hair, was clean shaven, and looked like he could rip the door out of her car if he wanted to.
Sighting she left the car. All she wanted to do was get home and fall into bed. The cool night wind blew around her legs in her short white summer dress.
The police officer scanned her with a look. What? Did he think she would be carrying a weapon under her dress?
"Driving home to your family for the weakened? Or maybe your boyfriend?" He said in a conversational tone, studying her papers.
"No, I don't visit my parents often, and I don't have a boyfriend. I was studying late, and I really want to get some sleep soon. "She answered impatiently.
"Excellent." He said, and grabbed her by the arm, spinning her around and pushing her down on the hood of her car. Her C-Cup breasts painfully cushioning the impact.
She just blinked. What? Then she felt the breeze on her ass as e pushed up her dress to her midriff, and pulled down her lace string panties in in one motion.
Nononono, this couldn't be happening. She thought as she felt his finger rubbing over her entrance.
"Better make sure you are not hiding anything" he laughed, as he slowly pushed one finger into her.
He moved the finger in and out a few times, and she felt herself growing wet. She didn't enjoy this. She didn't! This was just her body reacting.
Then a second finger joined the first and Laura could feel them moving inside her. Scratching the inside of her walls. It felt good, right even.
But it couldn't feel right, she didn't want this!
Then he stopped for a moment, his fingers moving half out of her. Was it over?
They slammed back in, repeatedly his hand shaking violently, he finger blasted her harder than anyone had ever done in her live. If was painful, but every time his hand slammed down and his thumb brushed over her clit, jolts of pleasure shot up her spine.
Her world narrowed, everything except the sensation of the hand inside her vanished. She half groaned half moaned under the relentless assault.
Then she came. Hard. Squirting juices all over his hand.
"You like this, huh blondie? Well don't worry, you're gonna get a lot more of that from now on."
Her brain slowly restarted. What...no, she couldn't have cum, this was terrible! She hated this! She thought groggily through her post orgasm bliss.
Too caught up in her inner turmoil she barely registered him stripping her dress and bra off her.
"On your knees!" He commanded, grabbing a fist full of her blond hair, and pulling her off her feet and down on her knees.
On eye level with his crotch she stared at his considerably bulge, and watched perplexed as he frees his dick, which was definitely on the lager end of the scale.
Taking her head in both hands he pushed her head towards his penis. Only now did she finally begin to panic, everything that had happened in the last minutes catching up to her. She tried to push him away.
But his grip was like an iron vice, and after a few tries, he managed to push himself into her mouth, cutting off her protests. He began jerking her head back and forth, face fucking her without any mercy.
She almost felt relieved when he pulled out and lifted her onto the hood of her car, her breasts swaying in the cool night air. Holding her both her hands with one of his massive hands captive above her head.
"Spread your legs!" He ordered, slapping the inside of her thigh.
She obeyed, more to get away from the slaps than actually listening to what he said. Then she saw his massive penis slowly push inside of her, stretching her almost but not quite painfully. When he was fully inside of her he filled her out completely, and it felt right, like he belong there.
She felt completed, and hated herself for it. He was raping her. How could it feel this good?
Then her thoughts were cut off by him beginning to thrust into her. He thrust hard and fast, without the slow warmup she was used to. She whimpered, but he either didn't hear or didn't care.
Pleasure seeped into pain from his hard thrusting, and her whimpers turned into moans, only moments after he had begun. Her world once again focusing down on only the feeling of his penis inside of her.
Getting fucked hard and mercilessly felt so good. A small unheard part of her screamed at her, that this was wrong, but that part was drowned out by the wonderful feeling of his thrusts.
Then she felt him twitch inside of her and the thrusts stopped.
She just lay there, sighting contentedly as he pulled out, feeling his cum slowly dribbling down her thigh. In a second she would deal with that screaming voice of reality inside her head, but for now she felt amazing.
Sore and exhausted Laura just watched as he clicks handcuffs into place, securing her arms behind her back. Only seconds later he pushed something inside her mouth, that her mind calmly informed her are her panties, and then tapes a strip of duct tape over her mouth, securing the gag inside.
He pulled her down from the car, pushing her ahead of him towards his police car. Stumbling ahead of him on weak legs, she gets pushed into the prisoner part of the car. He straps her into the seatbelt.
She watched in confuse meant as he started her car, and neatly parked it among a dozen others. When he walked back towards her she could see that he was on the phone talking to someone.
He sat down in the driver seat, turning back to her.
He took a long look at her, taking in her sweat covered breasts and cum leaking pussy. Smiling to himself.
"Yes, you really are a lucky find. Now let's see." he said, and she could see him holding her purse.
"Laura was it? Well, from now on you will be called, Bunny. And Bunny is going to be a very good slave. I will make sure of that."
Laura stared in horror as he pulled out an industrial grade shredder from the other seat, and in short order destroyed, her alongside everything inside her purse.
"Now Bunny, let's get you to your new home."
Then he started the car, driving her off into an uncertain future.
She sat in the back of the car. Naked her long blond hair partially covering her breasts, gagged, blindfolded and her hands cuffed behind her back she was oddly calm. I'm probably in shock, she realized. Everything had happened so quickly. The policeman rapping her and forcing her in the car, talking to someone on the phone about getting rid of her car, and clearing out her apartment to make it look like she moved out. What was going to happen to her now? No one knew where she was, she didn't even know where she was. She felt panic bubbling up inside of her, and quickly pushed it back down. It would burst out eventually but not right now, now she had to think, keep control. No one would know where to look for her, probably no one would even suspect what had happened to her. There would be no rescue team coming for her. She had to escape, get herself out of this situation. They kept driving for what felt like an eternity, several hours at least. She had to go to the toilet badly, but her groaning into the gag, caused no reaction from HIM, she didn't even know his name. And her calm determination was starting to crack, undermined by worry.
Finally the car stopped. She heard the door open and felt rough hands unbuckle her seatbelt and drag her out of the car. She did not resist. Needless struggle would get her nowhere, she had to wait for her chance.
He picked her up and put her over his shoulder, one hand on her ass, carrying her. She heard several doors open and close.
She yelped, as the man let her drop to the floor. He pulled away her blindfold and gag. She blinked in the sudden brightness, and took in her first deep unobstructed breath in hours. She was in a tiny windowless, wood paneled room, the only furniture being a toilet in the corner and a mattress on the floor. The toilet immediately drew her attention, and she barely noticed her huge captor standing in the metal doorway as she awkwardly scrambled to her feet. If he wanted to watch her pee so be it.
She moved towards the toilet, and was held back by a rough hand on her shoulder. "Not so fast Bunny. I know you need to go badly, but it is time for your first lesson. You are going to stay in this room for quite a while, so you better learn it quickly, unless you want this room to smell like Urine." He grinned. "My name is Master, and you are Bunny. And Bunny is going to ask her Master for permission, if she doesn't, there will be consequences."
He looked at her expectantly and she pushed down a flare of temper. She had to stay calm.
"May I go to the toilet please, Master?" She asked demurely.
He reached for her breasts and she forced herself not to flinch away from his touch, there was nowhere to run anyway, but couldn't stifle a gasp as he painfully pinched her nipple.
"No. You are no longer a Person, you are Bunny. Try again." He said pulling upward, and forcing her on her toes to lessen the pain in her nipple.
"May Bunny go to the toilet please, Master?" She said through gritted teeth.
He let go and she breathed in sharply as the blood rushed back into her nipple.
Interestingly he did not seem pleased by her instant obedience, quite the opposite actually. She noted as she rushed to the toilet finally relieving herself. If he had thought she would be ashamed to pee in front of him, or try to insult and hit him, he would have to think again.
She wasn't stupid. Fighting him, or disobeying him would get her nothing, but a temporary satisfaction, and probably a punishment. She would do as he says, pretend to be obedient, until she saw a chance to escape.
After she was done she looked up at him, and he motioned her to come forward, holding a ring of stainless steel in his hand. With a metal chain attached to it.
Panic bubbled up inside of her. She couldn't run if he put that collar on her she couldn't run. Idiot, you can't run now either. She forced the fear down and stepped toward him eyes lowered.
She closed her eyes as the ring clicked shut around her neck, feeling the constraining weight of it.
"Now get on your knees Bunny." He ordered
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