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Vendaval -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/14/2006 8:15:04 PM)
Adding My applauses for Denise's wonderful story. You really should start looking for a publisher if you do not already have one. You have a wonderful gift. Regards, Vendaval

angelface183 -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/15/2006 4:21:32 AM)
Denise, The story was excellent. The subject matter was tittilating and tantalizing. More importantly though is the writing. You are very descriptive and your ability to take the reader on a journey is a gift. I would love to read more! Even stuff that you have written that is not sexual in nature. You are very talented. Keep it up! Kim

subden -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/15/2006 4:55:23 AM)
here is a fantasy this one wrote a couple years age when this one was first learning and reading alot about the subject and trying to find out who i am: ARRIVING ON TIME AS INSTRUCTED. ENTERING THROUGH THE GARAGE AND GOING TO THE REAR DOOR, I FOUND A NOTE PINNED TO THE DOOR. IT SAID TO READ BEFORE ENTERING. ACCORDING TO THE NOTE I WAS TO GET DRESSED IN THE HALLWAY WITH THE ITEMS I BROUGHT AND ITEMS IN THE BAG NEXT TO THE DOOR. AS INSTRUCTED, I REMOVED MY CLOTHS, EXCEPT FOR THE PANTIES, GARTER AND STOCKING (WHICH I MUST ALWAYS WEAR). THEN I BEGAN PUTTING ON THE ITEMS. LEATHER ANKLE CUFFS, SPIKED LEATHER PARACHUTE ON MY BALLS, SPIKED LEATHER TUBE AROUND MY COCK, POSTURE COLLAR, WHITE OPERA GLOVES, WRIST CUFFS AND THE ITEMS IN THE BAG: WHITE SPANDEX DRESS, NIPPLE CLAMPS WITH WIEGHTS, BLINDFOLD AND PAIR OF WHAT I ASSUMED WERE OF MY MISTRESS’ PANTIES. THE NOTE INSTRUCTED ME TO USE THE PANTIES AS A GAG. FROM THE AROMA IT WAS CLEAR THAT THE WEARER HAS HAD SEVERAL ORGASIMS WHILE WEARING THEM. I PLACED THE PANTIES IN MY MOUTH AND SECURED THEM WITH THE LENGHTH OF ROPE PROVIDED. LASTLY, I CONNECTED THE ANKLE CUFFS WITH A SHORT CHAIN AND SECURED MY HANDS BEHIND MY BACK. AFTER SOME FUMBLING WITH THE DOOR KNOB, I WAS ABLE TO ENTER THE DUNGEON. AS I CLOSED THE DOOR BEHIND ME, I HEARD “WELCOME MY LITTLE PET. STEP FORWARD TILL I SAY STOP.” I DID AS TOLD AND WAS STOPPED SOMEWHERE NEAR THE CERTER OF THE ROOM. I FELT HER WORKING ON MY WRIST AND BEFORE I KNEW IT MY ARMS WERE PULLED UP TOWARD THE CEILING. FORCED TO BEND OVER I WAS HELD IN THIS POSSION. THE CHAIN WAS REMOVED FROM MY ANKLES AND REPLACES WITH A SPEADER BAR. THEN AN ELASTIC CORD WAS ATTACHED TO THE CENTER OF THE BAR AND CONNECTED TO THE PARACHUTE ON MY BALLS PULLING THEM DOWN WITH GREAT FORCE.. AS I BEGAN TO GET EXCITED, I COULD FEEL THE SPIKES IN THE TUBE SUROUNDING MY COCK BEGIN TO STAB MY COCK. THEN MISTRESS SAID, “I THINK WE SHOULD WARM UP THAT CUTE LITTLE GIRL ASS OF YOURS FOR A WHILE, JUST TILL I SEE RED THROUGHT YOUR DRESS.” I MUMBLED SOMETHING THAT SHE TOOK TO MEAN “THANK YOU MISTRESS” AND BEGAN HITTING MY ASS WITH A VERY HEAVY FLOGGER. WHEN SHE TIERED OF THE FLOGGING, SHE BEGAN WITH A RIDING CROP. I WAS SURPRISED AT HOW SOFTLY SHE HIT ME AS COMPAIRED TO HOW SHE WOULD NORMALLY SWING. THEN I REALIZED SHE WAS HITTING THE SAME SPOT OVER AND OVER. THE STINGING BEGAN TO GROW TILL THE PAIN WAS QUITE INTENSE. THEN SHE BEGAN THE SAME PROSEEDUREE ON THE OTHER CHEEK. ONCE SATISFIED THAT MY ASS WAS SUFFICIATLY WARMED, I WAS LET DOWN FROM THE CEILING AND THE BAR REMOVED. I WAS LEAD IN TO THE OTHER ROOM AND PLACED UP AGAINST THE CROSS. ARMS SECURED OVER HEAD AND LEGS SPREAD. WEIGHTS WERE ATTACHED TO THE PARACHUTE. THE PANTIES IN MY MOUTH HAD BECOME VERY WET AND I WAS DROOLING DOWN THE FRONT OF THE DRESS. SHE REMOVED THE PANTIES AND REPLCED THEM WITH A BIT GAG. THEN BEGAN USING THE CROP ON MY THIGHS IN THE SAME MANNER AS SHE HAD ON MY ASS. THIS WAS INTERUPTED PERODICALLY WITH A SMACK OR TWO ON MY NOW VERY SORE NIPPLES. THE DRESS WAS BECOMING VERY WET OF THE UNCONTROLLABLE DROOLING. SHE ENJOYED HUMILIATING ME IN THIS FASSION. ONCE SHE TIERED OF THIS. I WAS TAKEN TO THE BONDAGE CHAIR. SECURED WITH ARMS AND LEGS SPREAD. THE BIT GAG WAS REPLACED WITH A PENIS GAG. IT HAD A 2” PENIS IN THE MOUTH AND A PENIS EXTENDING OUTSIDE ABOUT 6” LONG. IT WAS BLCK LEATHER AND VERY SOLID. MY HEAD WAS TIED TO THE BACK OF THE BONDAGE CHAIR SO I COULD NOT MOVE. FEELING PRESSURE ON THE GAG, I REALIZED MY MISTRESS WAS BACKING UP TO MY FACE AND SATISFING HERSELF WITH THE PENIS. I WAS GETTING VERY EXCITED. THE COMBINATION OF WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO ME AND THE PAIN CAUSED BY THE SPIKES, WEIGHTS AND NIPPLE CLAMPS WAS DRIVING ME CRAZY. SHE CONTINUED TO PLEASE HERSELF TILL SHE WAS SATISFIED. I WAS LEFT IN THIS POSSION FOR WHAT SEEMED TO BE FOREVEER. FINALLY SHE RETURNED AND RELEASED ME FROM THE CHAIR. TAKEN TO THE OTHER ROOM, I WAS TIED TO A CHAIR. MISTRESS ASKED WHICH HAND I USE TO PLEASURE MYSELF. I INDICATED THE RIGHT HAND. SO, OF COURSE, THE RIGHT HAND WAS TIED BEHIND MY BACK. SHE REMOVED THE TUBE AND PARACHUTE. THE PENIS GAG WAS ALSO REMOVED. THE PANTIES THAT HAD BEEN IN MY MOUTH EARLIER, WERE NOW BEING PLACED OVER MY HEAD WITH THE CROUCH WAS DIRECTLY OVER MY NOSE. THEY WERE STILL WET AND CLUING TO MY FACE. A BALL GAG WAS USED TO KEEP THE PANTIES IN PLACE. SHE TOLD ME TO BEGIN PLAYING WITH MYSELF WHILE SHE INFORMED ME OF MY NEW, FROM NOW ON, INSTRUCTIONS. AS I BEGAN TO STROKE MY COCK, AND THE DROOL ONCE AGAIN BEGAN TO RUN DOWN THE WET PANTIES, SHE BEGAN... “YOU ARE NEVER TO TOUCH YOUR COCK SKIN TO SKIN. IF GIVEN PERMISSION TO PLAY WITH YOURSELF, YOU WILL USE THE GLOVES OR PANTIES OR SOME OTHER FORM OF FEMALE CLOTHING. WHEN USING THE RESTROOM, YOU ARE TO SIT, THEN PAT IT DRY WITH PAPER, NO SHAKING. WHEN YOU BATH, YOU ARE TO USE A PAIR OF PANTIES. YOUR ARE NEVER TO CUM TILL INSTRUCTED TO DO SO. DO YOU UNDERSTAND THESE INSTRUCTIONS?” I KNODDED YES. SHE SAID, “GOOD, NOW STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING.” SHE TIED MY LEFT HAND BEHIND THE CHAIR. THEN I HEARD HER LEAVE THE ROOM. I THOUGHT, GOD WHAT NEXT. IT WASN’T LONG BEFORE I FOUND OUT. I ALMOST JUMPED STRAIGHT OUT OF THE CHAIR WHEN MY BALLS AND COCK WERE PLACED IN THE GLASS OF ICE WATER. BEFORE LONG I WAS SMALLER THAN USUAL. I FELT HER STUFFING MY BALLS AND COCK IN AN ITEM I AM NOW VERY FARMILIAR WITH. IT WAS THE LEATHER SHEATH. ONCE THE BALLS WERE PUSHED IN THE SHACK THROUGH THE SMALL OPENING AND THE COCK WAS LACED UP INSIDE THE SMALL LEATHER CYLINDER ENDING JUST BEHIND THE LIP OF THE HEAD AND THE LOCK WAS ATTACHED, THERE WOULD BE NO WAY OF GETTING AN ERECTION. I HEARD THE LOCK SNAP SHUT. SHE RELEASED ME FROM THE CHAIR AND REMOVED THE GAG, PANTIES, BLINDFOLD, NIPPLE CLAMPS (THAT REALLY HURT) AND HAD ME REMOVE THE DRESS. SHE TOOK TWO HAIRPINS AND PLACD THEM ON MY NIPPLES, THEY WERE SUPRISINGLY TIGHT. A STRING WAS ATTACHED TO EACH. THE OPENING OF THE PINS WHERE FACING EACH OTHER. NEXT SHE TOOK THE STRINGS AND PULLED THEM SO THE PINS THERE TWISTING THE NIPPLES TILL THE OPENINGS WERE FACING THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION AND THE STRINGS WERE THEN TIED TOGETHER. I COULDN’T BELIEVE HOW MUCH THIS HURT. SHE SAID I COULD REMOVE THEM WHEN I GOT HOME AND NOW TO GET DRESSED. GETTING DRESSED WITH THOSE PINS ON MY NIPPLES WAS TO SAY THE LEAST VERY UNCOMFORTABLE. AND WITH ONLY THE HEAD OF MY COCK EXPOSED TO RUB THE SOFT MATERIAL OF THE PANTIES, I IMMEDIATELY FELT THE DISCOMFORT OF TRYING TO ACHIEVE AN ERECTION. AS I LEFT THE DUNGEON I FELT MORE SATISFIED THAN I HAD EVER BEEN BEFORE. MY ONLY CONCERN WAS HOW LONG I WAS GOING TO BE WEARING THE COCK AND BALL SHEATH. SHE KEPT THE KEY. let this one know whatr Y/you think, please.

mixielicous -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/15/2006 11:00:17 AM)
ha suicide by dom thats funny

slavegirl18666 -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/15/2006 3:46:40 PM)
A awesome fantasy would be to be knocked out (by a drug, not a fist, lol) and rigged up while asleep and blindfolded. When i was to wake up, i wouldn't be able to see anything, but i could feel the ropes around my wrists and the spreader bar around my ankle stretching me open and out. I start screaming into the unknown, and all of a sudden, i hear someone tell me, if i answer all questions that are asked of me, i will be let go. But, if i don't, i will stay rigged be tortured... And then, i hear a surge of power by my ear... and i know that sound all to well... it's the sound of power surging through a cattle prod. I start crying after i hear the noise, and all of a sudden... ZAP, i get a shock in the butt... I stuggle, and fight... Once i stop thrashing, another comes strong on my pussy lips!!! OUCH!!! I start thrashing and flailing again... and i start hearing laughter, i'm being watched by not only my captor, but at least 3 others. Soon the interrogation starts and the questions i am asked are quite embarrassing... Like, how old i was when i first had sex... When i hesitate, i get a thrashing with a new toy everytime, but my captor seems to enjoy the cattle prod most and a fiberglass cane. When i cry, i get laugther ("they are all gonna laugh at you") After a long interrogation and a beating i will never forget, i am knocked out again. When i wake up this time, i am in my bed. I start to begin to think it was just a dream (a most pleasent one?) and then i start feeling rather sore. I crawl out of bed, and go and look in the mirror.... staring back at me all over my body are heavy marks and bruises, there to let me know what i felt was not a dream. I never find out who my captor was...

Wulfchyld -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/15/2006 6:51:19 PM)
Continued from post # 67 He replaced the gag and left the room. Leaving her to ponder her predicament. She hung for a long time. Exhaustion and helplessness overwhelmed her and she fainted. She awoke free of the suspension rig but cuffed on ankles and wrists. At first she thought the cold stone might have been the steps of the mission but the cuffs and chains brought her back to the harsh reality that she was still his captive. The harsh lights flicked on and again bathed her stark white body in warm light. He stepped to her and many scents filled the room. “You have been very good, but I feel the sister still suppresses the slut.” He said evenly. Her mind raced over how to convince him otherwise. “Oh my Master…” The video she watched raced through her mind. “This worthless slave begs to feel your cock between her breasts.” She prayed that would be the key of her freedom. “You have proven me wrong. I will return you to the Mission.” He said and drew a key from his pocket. Her body again betrayed her and this revelation of freedom actually hurt her mind. She flushed and she visibly crumbled. Her eyes darted and searched about and her lips trembled. “After my friends have their way with you.” He chuckled. “You will be freed.” Again her body betrayed her. Her nipples became hard and her thighs wriggled excitedly. “Friends?” She said with panic filling her voice. “Do not play innocent with me my pet. Your body betrays your words.” He pressed a button on the table and she could hear a bell ring in the rooms above. The same big burly bikers she had seen in the tape entered the room. Somewhere in the back of her mind she always knew no matter how pleasing she was, this would happen anyway. The bikers walked around her smiling lustfully. They tested her chains and looked at the lengths of the chains. Her capture laid out tubes of KY-jelly and the men sat down pulling of their boots and watching her rape tap. They watched her compliance to the rape and watched her lustful responses. She stared at the video in dismay. Before her on tape was the hidden slut she had controlled for so long. No matter how much she felt she tried to hide her in this predicament, the little slut performed on tape as a wanton and willing whore. She watched the slut take her over, how her fingers clenched and unclenched, how her toes curled in bliss, and how the cries (she never heard before) called out… “Fuck this slut Master!” she pleaded on the tape and never realized such obscenity crossed her lips. She blushed and her eyes looked around the room at the big burly men and their raging erections and… To be continued.

Wulfchyld -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/15/2006 6:55:47 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: slavegirl18666 I never find out who my captor was... Very good story. Downloads your cookies

ravn -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/16/2006 6:49:58 AM)
well, if a girl must, she must! Waking in the morning to the usual routine, of making Master breakfast, serving it to Him on a tray kept steady by this girl's body. Watching Him eating at a slow, leisurely pace and enjoying the movement of His mouth and the way His eyes are still half closed. Then, when He finishes, gracefully removing the tray-without spilling the untouched coffee (still working on that part...He always leaves it so this girl gets extra stripes for spilling it). Then the ultimate pleasure of being allowed to taste of Master's cock. Working His slut's mouth to pleasure Him and bring Him fully awake, and swallowing every drop of His gift. Waiting to see if He needs to relieve Himself while this girl is still in position, and when He decides not to use her in that fashion this morning, running down to start His shower. Climbing in and being ready and waiting to wash Him, this girl's own body already washed thoroughly. Washing Him gently, handling His flesh with the utmost care. Always glad to be able to touch Him in any fashion. When the shower ends, this girl hastily steps out of the shower and readies His towel, drying herself off as best she can with a small towel in one hand. Drying Him off slowly, then kneeling, awaiting His command. "Make-up, we're going out today." is what Master tells her. She turns around with a broa grin on her face and begins to open the drawer with the various articles of make-up in it, pulling them out carefully, but quickly. "No. Stop. Not that make-up, back on Your knees slut" girl obeys and is treated to a facial which she quickly smoothes thickly over her face when He has finished cumming. girl dresses her Master, then Master chooses clothes for her and she quickly places them on her body, neatly arranged. Her plaid semi-mini, and her white blouse. Master loves that outfit. Without panties, this girl must walk carefully, so as not to reveal anything, but knows that it is pretty much hopeless. Master takes her to the Bit and Tackle shop...to find a REAL crop..her present for the day. "Present" girl obeys and posts up for Him, flipping what little bit of skirt is covering her ass and her cunt flesh up onto the small of her back. The shopkeep is used to it by now and quickly puts up the chain partition to make sure noone else is 'disturbed' by this event in the far portion of the store. Master stripes this girls ass, with several stinging blows to her tender, pink cunt flesh and decides that this one is right for His amusement. He buys the crop and girl is allowed to carry her present to the car. She buckles up and finally, it's lunch time...Master is hungry again. He stops at Denny's restaurant. He loves the onion rings-not too sure why though. girl slips into the booth, only to slide to her knees under the table (there are advantages to being less than 5'5"!) and await His hand on her head. The waitress comes to the corner table and asks Master if He would like to order for his girlfriend as she must be in the bathroom since the waitress can't see her. Master orders for his slut. After Master has finished His meal, this girl is allowed to climb up and sit next to Him while she eats-quickly. girl has ten minutes to finish the meal. girl's face is itching like crazy, the cum having dried and starting to flake, her hand is slapped away from itching her cheek without thinking about it. 'That's five when we return home, slut.' ouch! five stripes for an involutary action! that's fair. Driving to Master's friend's house He has this girl unbutton her blouse, and flip up her bra, whilst she plays with her breasts for the truckers for the short while they are on the highway. She is allowed to cover herself as they walk into His friend's place, this girl always following slightly to his left and 2.5 steps behind. never 3, never 2, always 2.5. Master's friend is allowed to try out slut's new toy, and she is stripped. She is to dance while the crop and the friend's single-tail lash out at her.flinching and faltering in her dance will earn her harder lashes. girl is sent to service the friend orally whilst Master watches. she is to thank Him for participating and helping her see why stupid sluts such as this girl should be honored to be in Their presence. Master has girl carry the packaes in from the car....there was a good amount of toy shopping, the crop being the only one this girl was allowed to see. Upon entering the bedroom, this girl's neck was collared and she was chained to the bandage table. Master was weilding naught but a vicious smile and his cat'o'nine tails. He turned around and then placed TENS pads on this sluts nipples, turning the voltage up halfway to begin with. His fingers running along her cheek, suddenly the sting of the whip is felt on the flesh of her inner thigh. This girl barely stifles the yell, it comes out the barest whimper of need. The slight movement she made from the sting, caused the TENS pads to leap. Master had made them so they weren't sticky, and when the contact with the skin was lessened, they gave greater jolts...as if in punishment..yumm. Four more stinging lashes followed, all over this girls body, then Master laid down the cat. He loosened the brackets for the head rest and took it off. this slut's head was hanging down backwards and Master began to fuck her mouth and throat hard, usng it like her cunt. Master turned off the TENS and removed the pads from this girl's nipples, unchaining her from the bed and threading the chain through the collar, chaining her to the hook in the wall. "ANKELS" He nearly yelled, and this gir grasped her ankles as she felt Him stretch her ass wide with His cock, feeling the tears stream down her face at the pain of it. Her tears mixing with His cum on the floor as He pulled out after several minutes and came all over her ass. He unchained girl and placed her leather collar back on instead of the steel one, and kissed her forehead softly, then swatted her ass as she went to lie on her rug at the end of His bed. Only to dream of pleasing Him. man....a slave's fondest wish....never quite realized how much i go in for humiliation

Wulfchyld -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/16/2006 10:33:45 PM)
Very awsome post girl.

ravn -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/17/2006 6:20:40 AM)
this girl thanks You Master Loki

Wulfchyld -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/17/2006 1:24:19 PM)
(Submitted anonymously) Slave thoughts It took me a long time to realize what exactly my fantasies were. I knew I enjoyed reluctance and rape play, but that is not the core of my fantasies. I recently discovered I love being a whore for my Master. I am paid one penny for each time I make Him cum and I am given the name Penny because of my services to Him. I love being objectified. I love being His toy, furniture, dog, cum dumpster, towel and many other things. I love the idea of being used just for His pleasure no matter how it makes me feel. If I cry because of the pain that was given to me, those tears are for Him and I fully expect Him to enjoy them and keep going. I was loaned out once to a friend as a bottom recently and this experience went very deep into my psyche as it was the first time I felt like I was His property to loan out to whomever He wanted. I love degradation and humiliation. I love when He cums on me or spits in my face. I love all of the names that He calls me. While in role-play, I asked Him the last time I saw Him, "Do You love me?" to which He replied with, "I love using you." That drove me absolutely wild. Coupled with the fact that He was keeping me from kissing and hugging Him. I was needy, desperate, willing and eager. I was wanting to do anything for a kiss. He also sometimes leaves the room after He cums which also drives me wild. I love it when He's cocky, arrogant, and thinks He's the best thing on Earth. It seems to have a way of just making me want to worship Him more. I love being under His feet, spanked and hit. I like the fact that I sit on the floor or sleep on the floor while He's in bed or on the couch. Alright. I’m sure everyone is tired of hearing me go on like this swooning over my Master, so I’ll stop now. (Thank you very much for the submission.)

twicehappy -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/18/2006 4:06:48 AM)
Excuse me a minute i need to go out and buy some more towels............

Vendaval -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/19/2006 12:02:18 AM)
No need for you to be leaving. (Hands twicehappy two big, thick, fluffy towels and an ice water.) Just sit down there and listen, or add your own story....[:D] Vendaval quote: ORIGINAL: twicehappy Excuse me a minute i need to go out and buy some more towels............

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