Training a personal slave

It’s been awhile since [I’ve got a slave for a day](https://www.reddit.com/user/jennifer-klein/comments/m0jfsk/ive_got_a_slave_for_a_day/) and I finally got the time to tell you about it!

When Dan and I were waking up on a late Saturday morning hugging each other and kissing good morning I told him that I love him and gave [him his card](https://www.reddit.com/user/jennifer-klein/comments/m0jfsk/ive_got_a_slave_for_a_day/) saying I’d like to redeem it right now. An interest immediately sparked in his eyes:

“What do you want me to do?”, he said and got his cheek slapped.

“You address me ‘Mistress’, my slave for the next 24 hours”, I replied, “Also do not bother me with unnecessary questions!”

“Yes, mistress, understood, sorry ma’am”, he jumped off the bed, opened the window, and put on my favourite music for chilling. “May I prepare breakfast for you, Mistress, while you nap”

“That would be alright, slave”, I replied, being a little surprised how quickly Dan adjusted to the role. “But take off your pyjamas first”. I wanted to push him out of comfort zone right away and him working naked in the kitchen is a good first step as it would be to an extent visible from the outside:)

Kelly the pantie chewer

I hesitated posting this so early because chances are my East Coast friends are at work and my West
Coast friends aren’t even awake yet… but when you’ve got the urge to chew on some lace fabric, what’s a girl to do?
I’m Kelly. Recently dumped after a Tinder fling went south but let’s be honest: this is where I
belong, among the depraved and the deviant. I’m a huge gamer so let’s definitely discuss that between naughty orange letters but my passion is the written art. Stories that titillate and capture your attention through vivid detail and sultry buildup… to the point where you can taste the silk robe the girl is wearing, whoops another Freudian slip there.
So my ask is simple: I’m single now with plenty of free time and a libido that’s still raging as a
result of my early 20’s, and I wanna be pleased. I want my fantasies brought to life by an avid writer of the erotic and when it’s all read and done…. I wanna be so turned on that I’m gagging on my own underwear.
So like the thots say on insta, “don’t stop by without saying hi!” The more eloquent boast of your writing talent, the more likely a response… a pantie eater is in HIGH demand in these parts after all. ;)
 

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My first time in daddy’s house [F/M]

We have been dating for a few weeks, roughly a month since our first date. We met on a dating app, I was new in town and had almost no friends here. I moved due to work, I was an interm in a huge law frim in the city. He was a PR vice president of a start up company and he is only 29. We do have a certain age gap since I am 21.

We come from diffrent worlds, I was born and raised in a small town and he lived in many places around the world due to his job. His family is very wealthy, mine is okay, we were never poor and could afford some luxuries but not all too much.

James bought all that was needed to make the meal and a bottle of white wine. I got us a nice dessert from a local bakery. I stood by my house as I waited for him to pick me up, holding my purse in one hand and a bag from the bakery in another. Then I saw his car and smiled, he parked his BMW close to my house and stepped out of it. Standing at 6’2 he was much taller then me. Towering over my 5’5 frame. Even in my 3 inch heels. James made me feel safe and I loved it about him, he cared for my health and well being.

A Twisted Mirror (MF, 20+, vanilla, oral, romantic)

I was sitting on the seawall that ran along this section of the lakeshore. The sky was cloudless. The temperature was in the upper 80’s. A cool breeze came off the lake. The sandy beach stretched about 20 meters between me and the water’s edge. The waves rolled in with a soft, gentle rhythm that would soothe even the most troubled soul. That was the reason I was here.

As of late, my mind was clouded and darkened by thoughts that I tried to keep buried, but rose up from the ground like the undead. This was not doing my depression any good. I know that I shouldn’t think these thoughts, but every so often they manage to slip past and torment me relentlessly until I could find the strength to fight back. I never backdowned from a fight. 

I pulled my ball cap further down to cover my eyes as I stared out across Lake Huron. So many people who never grew up around the Great Lakes are surprised by how large they are when they see them with their own eyes. The term “lake” is actually inadequate and, frankly, wrong. These are not lakes, but inland freshwater seas. Fuck, the largest ships to ply these waters exceed 300 meters, but most are between 180 and 210 meters. This is due to the smallest locks measuring 240 meters long. But there were no Lakers in sight at that moment, although I saw plenty while in Marquette, where I went to college. 

My Power Is Old Hat, but Good Times [FF D/S]

When I was 18, I noticed people started agreeing with me more. I could go up to any adult, and generally get me way. This realization caused me to experiment, which lead to me learning that this persuasion was enhanced by touch.

Now that I’m entering my mid 20s, I can simply touch the head or shoulder of any adult, and convince them to do or think or say anything with my mind.
Obviously I could use this to climb the corporate ladder, or because world famous, or lead a cult, maybe even take over the world, I don’t know. Instead, I mostly use it sparingly, unless I’m horny.

I have used this power to accumulate quite a large number of sexual partners. At first, I got carried away and created a harem of sorts where everyone was constantly fucking and I was cumming at least three times a day. That kind kind of exhausting after a while though, so I ditched that and moved on with the goal of getting enough money to take my show on the road.

Now, whenever I see someone cute, attractive, sexy, or even just interesting looking, I control them for a bit, and then make them forget.

Shoplifter [M/f] [anal] [noncon]

The store hasn’t been doing great business this week. I normally get a good number of walkins, but the weather has been terrible, so that has tapered off. I’m sitting and watching the register when a blonde girl comes in out of the rain, looking like a drowned rat in her school uniform. I greet her, but look back down at my accounts spreadsheet while she browses the shelves. I keep one eye on her, though, and a few minutes later, I notice her stick some little trinket into her purse. While her back is turned, I quietly walk over to the door and lock it, then return to the register. She dawdles at the shelf for a moment longer, then goes to the door to leave. Finding it locked, she turns back towards me with a panicked look, which I return with a grin.

“Going somewhere?” I ask.

“Yeah, I didn’t find anything I liked, so I was gonna leave.” she replies, shakily.

Sinful Sofia Part 1

I am 31 now, and can be called a later bloomer. I’m 5’6″, good looking and blessed with a 6.5″ dick which is has satisfied every girl, woman and milf I have ever fucked. I am half Muslim and half Hindu. You can read real life experiences here. I write these experiences as want to share my experiences anonymously with you guys. I am thoroughly enjoying speaking to the ladies and gentlemen who wrote to me with feedback and I hope to get more.   

So, this is the saga of the greatest affair of my life. Sofia was back in India (feels weird thinking how easy international travel used to be). But she had decided to leave the room we were paying rent for in Swati’s building. I didn’t have a reason to keep paying full rent, so I told Swati accordingly. We had decided to fuck in hotel rooms in the future.   

You are dripping wet and all stretched out

I wanna strip you naked, make you sit on your knees and pull out my cock for you to suck on. I’ll throat fuck you and make you gag on my fat cock. I’ll make a drooling mess out of you and then rail your tight hole till its dripping and stretched out, till you can’t take it anymore and all you can do is whine and cry. I’ll make a dirty little mess out of you. Agh fuckk
I’ll choke you till you’re gasping for air, I’ll face fuck you until you are drooling all over the floor and maybe tie you up and see you helpless, laying there for me to use and play with. Pulling your panties to the side and my fingers in your mouth making you gag all over my hand. My throbbing cock pushing into your needy pussy stretching it out before I fuck you senseless and leave you a sloppy needy mess

Smugglers Ch 5 (Star Wars, Twi’lek, Romantic, OC, Bath Sex, Creampie, MF, Adventure)

[Link to Chapter 4 – Story Content](https://www.reddit.com/r/WildquillsIsland/comments/o1pig8/smugglers_ch_4_star_wars_smuggling_crew_story/)

Vashtin was glad to be back aboard the Ion Wolf. As the captain of the ship, the Wolf was his home and even in the best hotel room with the best company he could find there was just something comforting in being settled back into his well-worn captain’s chair. After Jabiim this is the only place for a broken war hero Vashtin thought to himself as he turned on the ship’s computer and started up a checklist of his ship’s systems. The smuggler couldn’t have been more proud of his crew all the same. They had secured the money, returned to the Wolf safely and still kept a hold on the traitorous girl Gemyline Croft.