By now Melinda was a panting wreck. The oil covered white patches of her catsuit revealed the colour of her flesh beneath , she wondered where all this was going to end. Then , as suddenly as it all started her breasts were released , the hand that had worked her into a frenzy slid free from between her legs. Melinda stood limply , supported by the arms that held her wrists from her sides.

Story codes: Mf, BDSM, Bondage, Serious, Real, Consensual, Humiliation. Becky Wanted More ... We were young when we met, shes been through a rough time having been attacked and was fresh out of court against the attacker ... looking back, Im not sure that she was ready for a relationship, but all in all it was an eventful part of my life that I certainly dont regret. When I first saw Becky, at college she was dressed seductively in a black skin-tight catsuit, which I later found to be her usual attire as a partial gothic into the biker scene and I immediately felt an attraction. Lucky for me we were both enrolled in the same college course for the year evenings.

She walked over to my table confidently carrying a pencil and her small notepad. I was one of a few customers at the cafe that afternoon , and I sat at one of the tables at the edge of the cafes garden in the warm sun. She wore a white blouse and smart black jeans and sensible shoes. Obviously she did a lot of work on her feet. I smiled knowing all I knew about her , where she had been , the people she had been with.

I smiled down at her and saw her face was a mixture of emotions , embarrasment , humiliation , fear all in one. I told her to get up and do up her blouse and as she did , I passed her a second piece of paper which had an address and other instructions. I told her how glad she had turned up and she just argued she had no choice , she needed the key if she was ever to be free of this humiliation I was putting her through. I reminded her that I had given her a choice before I left the cafe and she reddened again when she remembered how she chose to be my cow instead of being free. It was now she glanced ahead of herself to see the corridor ahead covered in some rubber

We had several other occasions when this activity played out between us, both as humiliation and as a sensual act. I knew she never cared much for it and that she only did it for me and my pleasure, but I do remember the reaction she always had when she would let go of that struggle and allow the flight to when out over the fight instinct and she would soar with her deep submissive beauty that made me love her even more. If only I had told her that, maybe we would still be together today. I have my memories of her which I have chosen to share with the readers of these little tales, and those memories are my dearest treasures in this life.

From the kneeling position in which I am forced to sit, I press against my Masters leg, looking up into his eyes. I plead yet again. "Please Master, please dont sell me." His hand reachs down to tangle through my hair. "Shut up bitch watch the stage. Your turn is coming to be up there in the spotlight, slave. Mmmm, perhaps if I see something I like, I might bid on someone to take your place tonight." As the different slaves parade across the stage into the spotlight, some are forced to perform sexual acts that I find strange and distasteful.

In less than a second Dove had laid back against the floor and held her knees bent towards her chest and open, exposing her pussy so soaked and bright pink. I got down on my knees between her parted legs, I began to stroke my hard cock, her eyes wide and wild with her frustration. "Please Steve, please, may I cum? May I please suck you and cum with you as you fill my throat again?" I looked at the tip of my cock, precum oozed out and was ready to drip off the tip.

Kathy was a very attractive girl, she stood about feet inches. Her figure was lovely, her hair was golden blonde. She worn it in a pony tail. Her skin was also golden, this was from constant sunbathing. Kathy looked very attractive in her jeans and sneakers. This is what she wore when we abducted her today. I could not believe how we lured this lovely shy blonde into this horrible situation.

I was impressed with all she had learned, but for the purpose of introducing a little humiliation for the night I was going to have her describe what she saw, what she liked in the pictures while standing with her feet apart and her hands clasped behind her head. "Okay, for this part, Love, I do want you to close your eyes and keep them closed, I want you to stand like you are and describe in detail what you saw that you liked in the pictures. If you should try to open your eyes, I will blindfold you, so make sure you keep them shut." I listened as she stumbled shyly at first, trying to describe some of the details, her cheeks glowed with a pink blush of her slight

The crowd laughed at the humiliation I was receiving. Gina again began speaking, since our slave here enjoys this treatment so much, we will subject him to more of it. I will need forty volunteers, male volunteers from the crowd. Again I was amazed at the size of the cocks displayed before me. Each differed in size, but all were thick long black cocks with veins pulsating, in fact I still had not seen one nearly as small as mine and that added to my humiliation and incompetentcy. Before I could continue this feeling, the first cock leaned in and my mistress ordered me to open and keep my cunt mouth open. He began to expend his cum into my mouth while continuing to