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Note 1: I'm not a professional writer, all comments are welcome the bad, the good and the ugly Note 2: If you don't like incest, Master/Slave, pain, and humiliation then don't continue the story exit now but if you like all that stuff then all means continue reading this store Note 3: I would like to thank Crovus Turrim for editing my story Note 4: I welcome all question inbox me and I will answer all my question I will inbox you back or post all the question and answers How I made my daughter my submissive sex slave On my...

Maria gritted her teeth as the hooded bondage master introduced himself - not by name but by establishing his complete control over my wife. She stood silently before him, completely naked, submitting to whatever humiliation would be meted out to her. He’d started by running his hands over her body, lingering over her massive tits, kicking her legs apart so he could reach between them. “Nice tight cunt, for a slut,” he’d grunted. Now he stepped it up. He swung his hand with a full backswing, connecting with her left breast. The slap echoed around the concrete chamber. Maria’s breast jolted...

Lets face it we all had this fanasy of Penny being captured and tortured by Dr. Claw. Here is my fanasy I hope you like it because it is my first story. Penny ran in the rain towards an old and seemingly empty building. If her intel was right this was Dr. Claw's hideout and secret labatory. She was ready to fishish this by herself. No had known she was gone, not uncle Gadget or Brain. She was 14 and ready to finish this herself. Even if she got in trouble she had her watch communicator and her trusted computer book...

The next day at college Janice found a bag on her desk with a note from Wayne telling her to wear what was in the bag. Janice quickly changed so she was wearing a black g-string, suspenders and stockings a skirt so short that it did not cover the top of her stockings, no bra just a white blouse. She walked to Wayne's office he had a friend called Mea that he wanted her to meet. When Janice entered Wayne's office he was by himself, he smiled and gave Janice a quick kiss. Mea is delayed but he is bringing a...

It started out like any other day I guess, if I really think about it. It wouldn’t end that way though. It was my 23rd birthday. I had been a full time slaveslut whore to my Master for almost four years. It had been quite a ride, and now that we were married, it guaranteed that ride would continue, or at least as much of a guarantee as you can get in today’s divorce happy society. I was born a nasty slut, and learned early, I love being used as a fucktoy with no say. He has shown me depths of...

He was coming home from work soon and he was raging. It was from hormones and longer hours at his job and the fact we hadn't fucked in weeks. I was insanely tight and horny, and had been trying to get him horny enough to fuck almost every single night but he had been at work for so much longer, he was tired and long, rough sex wasn't really possible. One day I couldn't take it anymore. I knew what he liked though, and I checked the time. I had two hours until he came home. If I didn't make dinner...

Officer Dan responding to a call from Angela (a police dispatcher), saw them in front of the alley, congregating again. Jesus, these hookers are like cockroaches; you just can't get rid of them he thought to himself as he turned on the red & blue lights of his patrol car. Dan thought about calling it in, but decided against it; he wasn't very well liked by his fellow cops these days. Nothing good would come from mentioning this to dispatch. Officer Rosita, his former partner had just been assigned desk duty, pending an investigation thanks to testimony that Officer Dan had...

When I made it back to the condo unit, I grabbed my purse and ran into the door, crying out in triumph when the lights came back on a few seconds later. Knowing I wouldn’t have a lot of time, I quickly grabbed up several thick towels from the bathroom and shoved them in the dryer along with Itch’s soaked t-shirt and cranked it on high. I ran back into the bedroom, retrieving a laundry basket we kept in the units for the guests and walked back into the living room. I turned the electric fireplace on low, just enough to...

New Jock Tales---Sophomore Year—CH 3—13” and a Ducati About 10:30 there was a knock at the door. “What the fuck” It was Mark Mattox, and he said he had a new deal for me, if I was interested. I said sure, but this deal had nothing to do with sex. He said I would be running dope from Austin back up to Tyler—every weekend. It would pay $150 a trip, and would be a kilo of dope. No one would be looking at a jeep for hauling weed, and should be a breeze. I ponder for a few minutes, then says...