Mommy told me that on the way home from school I needed to stop at the store and pick up some baby food. I did as I was told. I came home with a bag of baby food. She told me I had some chores to do. she told me to take out the trash and to wipe the kitchen counters. Mommy sat down to watch TV and left me to the chores. I took out the trash and started to clean the kitchen counters. Mommy came in to see if I was doing as I was told, she said she was going to go change cloths and that when I was done I should sit quietly until she found more stuff for me to do. Read more…
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
- Publish date:
- June 26th, 2013
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Becoming a sex slave to the Magnificent Mistress Marquesa wasn’t for me a personal choice. It was as inevitable as the rise of the sun in the east. When I first saw Her, my fate was sealed. That’s what happened – but nothing in my background suggested that it should have been such. I was renowned for snapping my fingers and having my every wish fulfilled – quickly! I was an unparalleled computer engineer and technician, in great demand for my skill in designing, installing and repairing business computer systems. Because of my six figure income, and my good looks, I was popular – no, irresistible, to women. So when I was contracted to do a system install at MarquesaCo, I smiled to myself, reveling in my good fortune. Read more…
- Author name:
- Robert Flanneire
- Publish date:
- June 26th, 2013
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James grinned up at the sky. Another day on the night shift in the harbor, and he was starting to enjoy it. He marveled at how many women left their lights on and curtains open at night while preparing for bed, and he had decided that his pair of binoculars was a very good investment. There was one little number who lived in a rather secluded building fairly far away from the harbor who he particularly liked. Long, brown hair, full, gorgeous breasts, and, from what he could tell, a knockout ass. He was leaning back in his chair and nonchalantly reaching for his binoculars, fantasizing about her, when all of a sudden, a low, sultry voice stopped him in his tracks.
“Hope you’re enjoying yourself, boy.” The voice came from right behind him. Read more…
- Author name:
- Brit Brat
- Publish date:
- June 26th, 2013
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chapter 7.
Miasmo had laid her plan out in the minds of her enslaved female bodybuilders. They had been conditioned to perfection and now it was time to prepare for the delivery man’s entrapment.
The intended victim was in fact 22 years old, a wiry and lean built young man. Although he did possess a big cock as Miasmo had noticed when she caught him eyeing her up as she put on her long, leather gloves early one morning as she was leaving for an appointment. Miasmo had thought to herself that the prospective boy toy would make an excellent addition to her stable of willing slaves. She also had an evil idea that his effeminate features would lend themselves to her plans to feminise him and convert him into a maid for her mansion and all it’s occupants to enjoy. Read more…
- Author name:
- Brit Brat
- Publish date:
- June 26th, 2013
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Chapter 5
Several weeks had passed in the Miasmo mansion. She had trained and overseen Leila’s new fitness program. Her bodybuilder’s body was now even more muscular and sculptured to Miasmo’s tastes with hypnotic techniques and body enhancing drugs employed to further these ends. Miasmo’s two new girl slaves had been kitted out with erotic French maid’s uniforms. The slave boys had been trained to cum on command or to be in hours of orgasmic denial, yet forced to watch Leila perform in lesbian trysts with either or both of the two maids. Read more…
