The Slutmaker part 2 [inc] [Mdom]

Here is the second part of the story, is there any way I can provide a link to the first part? I tried but apparently providing links is against the rules.

Sandra can hardly believe this is happening, she had fantasised about this so many times, but now it’s real her stomach is full of butterflies. A few moments ago she had been on her knees, watching her god-like son pump his huge cock, and then she had been able to lie to herself, tell herself that maybe that was as far as it would go, maybe it wasn’t so bad if they didn’t actually touch eachother. But now his strong, relentless fingers are inside her, slowly but firmly fucking her quivering cunt, still sensitive from the orgasm she had minutes ago. The glass shower door is covered in his cum, inches from her face, the salty aroma of sex is overwhelming, it seems to invade her brain and blot out all conscious thought. The hot water beats down on both of them, her thin silk kimono plastered against her flesh.

Tuesdays in Chinatown [MF] [bd] [Mdom] [swing]

She couldn’t take him to meet her parents. After all, he was black, and her parents were 1st generation Chinese. They would never accept a black man in their house. But he wasn’t really black, not a deep chocolate black. He was a yellow nigger, a Mandingo half breed with enough white blood mixed in that when you saw him you may pass him for Italian or German or something. But what he missed in the skin color department he made it up in bed.

But he wasn’t just black, he was married. He was her forbidden fruit and she could wait to take a bite of this apple every time they met, in a shady hotel in Chinatown. They were mismatches in many ways. She was five foot one, he was six feet tall. She barely weighed 100 pounds soaking wet. He was 200 pounds easy. He was muscular. She was frail. And when they first met and their eye locked, she could see a fierceness in his eyes, and he saw a kind and playful pet.

Thrice Daily [F] [mast] [exh] [Mdom] [voy]

Most men would kill for a woman like her. What man in his right mind wouldn’t want a woman who loved to screw 3 or 4 times a day. She had been doing it for years. She liked the orgasm. She liked the dopamine rush. The oxytocin. Hell. She liked it all. She was unbelievable. She liked it so much she developed it into a routine, just like clockwork. Once when she woke up in the morning. Once in the office right before her commute home and once before going bed. She would go to the bathroom after the majority of the people left the office and play with herself until she would cum.

Sometimes she couldn’t hold back the oohs and the aahs. One day there was a guy standing outside the door of the ladies room with his ear to the door. She knew what he was listening for but she didn’t care. It was none of his business anyway. She was in her own little world and she didn’t care. What goes on in the ladies room stays in the ladies room. Right!

[MfM] Local Work [prost] [fantasy] [Mdom]

Ming sat down heavily on the shoddy bed, causing it to creak worryingly. The little room at the back of the inn had cost her most of what money she had left. While that had not been a lot to begin with, it hardly seemed worth it for what she had gotten. Even so, it was a roof over her head, and the bed was clean enough. Not _clean_, as such, but _clean enough_. Looking through her purse, she found that she only had a few copper pennies left, and realized she’d have to scare up some income if she wanted her journey to continue; Rosefire was still almost two waynweeks away, and at least three times that on foot, and she’d have to be very fortunate to get there on anything less than half a crown.

After changing her travel leathers for street clothes, she made her way back to the common room, where a couple of pennies bought her a light meal and half a bottle of weak winterfruit wine. As she ate, she watched the room for opportunities to make a bit of coin, but nothing obvious presented itself.

The Scorned Wife [FM] [bdsm] [mast] [oral] [Mdom]

A love letter to my Asshole Husband:

I’m standing in the kitchen naked, doing housework.

You sneak up behind me and press yourself against me, hard.

My stomach slams against the counter and I bend forward, dropping what’s in my hands to steady myself. You pull back, and I feel your hands grab and knead at my ass.

You spread me apart and move one hand between my legs, dragging your fingers across my pussy.

You feel it’s heat against your hand as you twist and tickle my lips between your fingers. Your other hand moves to the front of my hip and you pull me against you so that the length of your cock is pressed against my back.

Your mouth is on my neck, and I begin to shiver in excitement. You rub yourself against me as my pussy begins to drip down your fingers.

Suddenly, you’re on your knees behind me.

Your left hand grabs at my ass while your right hand slams deep into my pussy. You use so much force that I’m lifted off the floor momentarily.

Yes, Master. [M/m, Feminization, Intr, Mdom]

Theodore Scott sat at the long, redwood table in the glorious plantation house. His long brown hair was tied back in a ponytail with a large blue bow. He courtly sipped the cold fruit juice as the mixed slave girl poured another glass.

“It’s rather pleasant today, is it not, Jessabelle?” he swallowed his bite of steak, finally enjoying some calm, cool weather. It usually was miserably hot and humid.

“Yassuh, massuh Scott.” she smiled with a grin of false joy. She ran her white fingers through her blonde curls to keep them from dangling in front of her blue eyes and freckled round nose.

“You a good friend…”
He was all by himself here. He was sent off by his father to run a plantation until his father could come by and run it from there. But his father would not be arriving by boat for weeks. Months maybe. His only company was Jessabelle, and the occasional slave beater. But he hated them…they were disgusting, ignorant, violent white people from the uncivilized areas of the colonies. And their English was atrocious: yassuh, yassum, ain’t, naw, shucks, gimme, dat, da, den, niggah, krackuh, lawd, chuuch, sweet lawd hah muzzay. Atrocious! Could they not elucidate the queen’s English?! And then, to make things worse? They pass this bastardized ignorant way of speaking to the slaves…and the slaves think THIS is proper English?! Shameful.
Theodore brushed it out of his mind and looked up at Jessabelle.

The Sale [MF][D/s][fsub][MDom][short]

You thought it was just going to be a normal meeting with a new supplier. You expected me to be a typical, boring salesperson – so easily manipulated by your sexy outfit and outright flirting. And, to begin with, it seemed like you were absolutely right. Then we got to the tasting, and the wine affected you like nothing before. How, exactly, did you end up in a chest harness, on your knees, sucking my hard cock? You really can’t remember – but hell has it got your pussy dripping…

You turned up at my hotel, since I very politely invited you. I opened the door and invited you in; before I even close the door I instructed you to strip to your underwear and kneel. I sat back in a chair and enjoyed the view as you removed your outer layers, admiring every curve and straight of your beautiful body.

As you knelt, I picked up a small plug from the table beside me – a beautiful stainless steel Princess plug with a purple jewel. I toyed with it, smiling at you, then got up and walked over to you, stroking my hand across your shoulders as I walked behind, bending slightly to squeeze then pinch your nipple.

The Sale [MF][D/s][fsub][MDom][short]

You thought it was just going to be a normal meeting with a new supplier. You expected me to be a typical, boring salesperson – so easily manipulated by your sexy outfit and outright flirting. And, to begin with, it seemed like you were absolutely right. Then we got to the tasting, and the wine affected you like nothing before. How, exactly, did you end up in a chest harness, on your knees, sucking my hard cock? You really can’t remember – but hell has it got your pussy dripping…

You turned up at my hotel, since I very politely invited you. I opened the door and invited you in; before I even close the door I instructed you to strip to your underwear and kneel. I sat back in a chair and enjoyed the view as you removed your outer layers, admiring every curve and straight of your beautiful body.

As you knelt, I picked up a small plug from the table beside me – a beautiful stainless steel Princess plug with a purple jewel. I toyed with it, smiling at you, then got up and walked over to you, stroking my hand across your shoulders as I walked behind, bending slightly to squeeze then pinch your nipple.

The Sale [MF][D/s][fsub][MDom][short]

You thought it was just going to be a normal meeting with a new supplier. You expected me to be a typical, boring salesperson – so easily manipulated by your sexy outfit and outright flirting. And, to begin with, it seemed like you were absolutely right. Then we got to the tasting, and the wine affected you like nothing before. How, exactly, did you end up in a chest harness, on your knees, sucking my hard cock? You really can’t remember – but hell has it got your pussy dripping…

You turned up at my hotel, since I very politely invited you. I opened the door and invited you in; before I even close the door I instructed you to strip to your underwear and kneel. I sat back in a chair and enjoyed the view as you removed your outer layers, admiring every curve and straight of your beautiful body.

As you knelt, I picked up a small plug from the table beside me – a beautiful stainless steel Princess plug with a purple jewel. I toyed with it, smiling at you, then got up and walked over to you, stroking my hand across your shoulders as I walked behind, bending slightly to squeeze then pinch your nipple.

One Night Stand [D/s][short][MDom][fsub]

Last night is still fresh in my memory as I slowly wake up and stretch in bed. I sit up and look around; your clothes and bits of rope scattered around my floor. No sign of you, which hopefully means… yes, good girl. The sound of the shower starting tells me where you are, and I slide out of bed to join you.

I smile at you smiling back at me. I take a second to take in the view, from your perky little breasts framed by your cum-matted blonde hair, down your lithe hips to the patch of fuzz between your long sexy legs. I grin as I notice your attention drawn to my throbbing cock.

I grab your hips and push you back under the water as I climb in with you, pressing my lips to yours. My hands exploring your body under the cascading current, feeling your hands on my chest. I grin as, caressing your ass, I feel the hard plug nestled between your cheeks.

I moan softly as your hands find their way to my cock, reciprocating with my own hands caressing your nipples. As you slowly stroke, I fondle and gently pinch – your moans and gasps a delight to my ears.