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The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles 11: Sally, The Gift
Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female/Female, Male/Female, Voyeurism, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com
periods of bondage and other discomfort, learned to enjoy the taste of urine, and how to be whipped for my owners pleasure. I was ready to serve and be used for my Master or Mistress's pleasure, no matter how obscene or disgusting it might be. I couldn't wait. There were ten of us, all beautiful, a garden of teenage flowers ready to be plucked. I was nervous, even though I knew how great my beauty was. My hair was a rich, honey-brown that fell in thick curls about my round, delicate face. My eyes were piercing blue, not uncommon among Mark's children, and my lips were small and pouty. My figure was shapely, perky breasts and puffy nipples just the right size for a man's hand to engulf. And my pussy was to die for, shaved bare save for a small landing strip. My vulva was tight, hiding my pink petals. When aroused, my clit would peak out and my tangy honey would bead upon my lips. “Take your places, slaves!” Jessie shouted, clapping her hands. All ten of us climbed onto small, round pedestals just large enough for us to kneel on our hands and knees. The pedestals slowly spun so that our potential buyers could properly inspect us. Drawn carefully on our asses was a number. I was seven. The buyers circulated through the room. My training was extensive and I recognized almost all of them. As a slave to a powerful person, it would be expected of me to act as a secretary or other type of personal attendant, so recognizing the important peoples of the world by sight was a very ...