Show your Lines

The months and weeks passed quickly and Katrina and my wedding were only a few days away. Everything had been planned and organised weeks ago and I was told there were only a few last things to do and nothing that concerned me.

Natasha, Jessica and their slaves had arrived early this morning and already had plans to go out and about to experience the city. Amazingly Amber and Abby had never been to the city before, Jenny and Natasha, originally from the city herself will act as tour guides.

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She was suspended facedown above the floor at crotch height. Her shoulders and waist were supported. As were her outstretched arms and legs. Her nipples were clamped and attached by a strong heavy chain hanging below her. The chain had danced around all night as her Master fucked sucked and used her. His cock had impaled itself in her mouth, ass, and cunt repeatedly. Master had fucked eaten and fingered her to orgasm several times . Yet still he had not cum. Now he sat in front of her and played with the chain. Several times she watched as he had stretched her tits as far as they would go. Her long hair had been braided . His other hand held her braid so just inches from his hard cock while he played with the chain. “Now slave beg for your Master’s seed” he told her. Braving the pleasureable pain of his treatment she pleaded “Please Master your slave needs you seed. I do anything and allow you to use me for it. Your my reason for being. I am your fucktoy, slut, whore, and cocksucker please give me your cum”. With that he stood as he let go of her braid and came. Hung as she was she could do nothing but open her throat and feel it being washed with hot cum straight down it. Using the braid he lifted her from his slowly softening cock and bent to kiss her cheek. “Soon it will be all over” he whispered. (more…)

“This is Chapter One of The Lessons. Readers who find this chapter enjoyable are obviously encouraged to read the subsequent chapters.

In any case, please do provide feedback. There are obvious sequels to this initial series. I have made outlines for some of them. I will be very happy to write them, but there won’t be much point if there is inadequate interest. I would also like to hear your suggestions for how to improve the series.

Finally, please do vote; especially if you like it! I must admit that getting good votes can be the best form of encouragement (I didn’t realize how long it would take to do this, particularly when it came to the copyediting). But, even if you don’t, I do hope you enjoy it!” (more…)

Nancy placed a package on Laura’s desk just as Laura looked up. Highlighter poised in the air, Laura questioned, “What’s this?”

Nancy sighed and rolled her eyes toward the ceiling. “It’s a package, Laura. Honestly, how did you become partner?” Laura laughed, turning the box around to read the label.

“Well, smarty pants, we’ll see how amused you are when you look at the Turner proposal. I’ve made several changes.”

Nancy was immediately serious. This proposal was her baby. Laura had supervised its construction but the aspiring assistant had done all the work. “How bad is it?” (more…)

Chapter 1. Mr. Punire

“Good to see you again Mr. Punire. Has it been two years already?”

“Two years less a day, according to my calendar. Schools I always do Fridays, and for an old customer like you, always the Friday before spring break.”

“Still doing a lot of traveling?”

“Not so much any more; there aren’t too many places where I can learn something truly new, or instruct someone truly deserving. I was in Saudi Arabia two months ago. I did a stint at a harem inherited by a young man whose father recently died. The father was an old friend, and had the right attitude, and raised his son well; the son follows in his dad’s footsteps. I’m honored that the old man had the son call me for training. There are so many brutes out there he might have wound up with if his father hadn’t left instructions; not many young men appreciate the artistry of The Form anymore.” (more…)

My name is Cindy, and I have been totally dominated by Lonny for almost a full year now. It started when he abducted me, half willingly, from a local mall. I have preformed sexually for him and many of his friends, whenever he has ordered me to.

Lately, he has repeatedly threatened to sell me to the slave trade. I was sure he was kidding, until I get this letter! It informs me that he has had an offer for my exclusive services. I know what that means, somebody wants me to be their personal sex toy! (more…)