Sex Slave Sold....

Tosha_the_Kinky

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Candi felt the cold wind against her bare skin as she stood on her tip toes, her hands tied above her head to the tree branch. Stretched out, exposed, in a secluded part of the neighborhood park, she waited.

It had been a little over a year ago when she'd told her boyfriend about her desire to be a slave for a dominant Master. Her boyfriend, TJ, told her the only way he was interested was if it was forever. She'd agreed to it, and had been a slave ever since, in every sense of the word: cooking every meal, cleaning constantly, never speaking unless spoken to, and satisfying every urge TJ had, no matter how painful. Then, a couple weeks ago, TJ had met Ashley.....

...and that's how she ended up out here in the woods, about to be sold into slavery, to someone she didn't even know. But she'd made a promise to TJ, and she would keep it, even if he didn't want her anymore.

TJ was nearby, and he opened his phone. "Hello? Yes, I'm here. Do you have the money? No, not ten. I told you she was twenty dollars, and she's worth every penny."

The minutes went by..the cold wind bit her skin. Finally, she heard footsteps, and knew that her new Master was arriving. Her heart was practically beating out of her chest as she heard the muffled conversation between her old master and her new one, and then footsteps approaching her...


(This is open to a man or a woman. I'm open to everything other than scat, snuff, incest and animals.)
 
A tall handsome man walked up. He looked her over. His eyes were very hungry. He gently touched her skin.

"And she will always be a slave," he marveled. "I'll take her."

He was about twenty. He was muscular and had dirty blond hair. He watched TJ unhook her then he slung he over his shoulder. He carried her home after giving him the money.
 
She felt his muscular shoulder under her body as he carried her out of the park. His hand was gently rubbing the inside of her thigh as he carried her, her hands still tied together, and her ankles as well, even though she'd been untied from the tree. She felt very lucky to have a master who was at least attractive and strong, but she just hoped he wouldn't be too cruel of a master.

He stopped when he got to his car, and wondered whether she'd have the privilege of sitting in the back seat, or if she'd be forced to ride in the trunk like TJ had always made her.
 
He sat In the front seat and plopped her on his lap. He drove to his house one handed. His other hand inspected her boby from top to bottom. He stopped at a nice house and carried her gently inside. He set her on the couch.

"Stay there," he said strictly.

He came back with a bag. First he pulled out a chain with two nipple clamps attached. He cliped them on her nipples and made sure they weren't too tight. He pulled out a bottle of lube and coated his fingers. He started fingering her cunt. He had her sitting on his lap, facing him. Her legs were spread. He pushed a mushroom shaped metal plug into her cunt. He did the same and then fingered her ass. He pulled out a plug that was just a bit bigger than the first and pushe it into her ass.
 
He was very impressed by how flexible she was, as she went completely into the splits on his lap. Her body was entirely shaven other than her long, black hair. She gasped with pain, closing her eyes tightly, as the metal nipple clamps bit into her sensitive skin, and then remained entirely still as his fingers explored her holes, lubing them up as he did.

She was very tight, and felt her pussy stretching as he forced the plug into her. Then, he took an even larger plug out, and forced it into her ass. She hadn't been fucked there in quite a while, and whimpered as it forced its way painfully into her. She felt the pain of the metal biting into her nipples, she felt the pressure in both her holes as they were stretched by his plugs, and she knew she was in for a very, very rough time.
 
He pulled her up and cradled her in his arms. He gently kissed her face. His hands lightly carressed her body.

"You don't wear clothes in this house... Is that understood? And you don't cum or piss without my permission, okay?" he stood up.

He carried her to a room that was all windows. She could be seen by any cars driving by. He kissed her again and set her down.

"That is your bed when I'm not here okay?" he pointed to a pile of blankets in the corner of the room.

The room was filled with tabkes with leather sturrups, chains from the celing, chairs with built in dildos, any torcher method thinkable was in there. He took her hand and led her to another room.

"This is our room when I am here. You will sleep every night I am home with my cock in your cunt your mouth or your ass," he promised.

His voice was never unkind or harsh, just calm. The way he treated her was strange.
 
"Yes, Master, I understand," she said, her hands behind her back obediently, standing entirely naked, her ass and chest thrust slightly, as if she'd been taught to stand that way.

Tosha heard the cars driving past outside, and knew that every one of them would see her, naked and exposed. She would have no privacy at all now. Even her choice of when to piss wouldn't be hers. At least her last master had allowed her to piss whenever she needed. But she said again, "Yes, Master." She felt the cold of the air in the room, and knew that with all of these windows, it would be freezing in here in the winter, and as hot as hell in the Summer. She was beginning to think back fondly to her place at the foot of TJ's bed. Every night he didn't want to fuck her, she'd slept there, hands tied, a blindfold on, lying where she could wake him by licking the soles of his feet, and then, with his permission, would crawl up and give him head.

This room would be much less private, and much more humiliating than that.
 
"If you need anything just ask," he smiled and again kissed her cheek after depositing her on the couch. "Oh, and if you're a good girl you can have a little more freedom."

he sat down onthe couch and flicked on the tv. He watched for a while until he became bored with the asanine comments.

"Come here, love. Answer me truthfully now, okay? Do you want to taste your new master's cock, be truthful," he smiled warmly.
 
She swallowed, nervously. "Master....I'm still very unsure about this, it's all very new. But I want to be a good slave for you. So, yes, if it will bring you pleasure, I would be honored if you let me suck your cock."
 
"Such a good girl," he smiled, "you can lay down and go to sleep if you are tired, love," he said softly and took her in his arms again.

He rocked her gently and hummed a quiet tune. He laid sown and pulled her up gently next to him. He caressed her skin soothingly. He tried to calm her down. He placed butterfly kisses on her face.
 
She felt his suddenly tender kisses on her cheeks, and was surprised to feel this gentleness. She didn't know why he'd gone so suddenly from cold and distant to..well, almost kind. Perhaps this wouldn't be as rough as she had thought at first. With a smile, drifting off to sleep, she thought, "I Kind of hope it IS that rough, though..."

And she was asleep, naked beside him.
 
His hand ran down her body gently until he too fell asleep. By morning he awoke. He shook her awake as well. He pulled down his pants and pointed to his huge cock. It was thick and probably 10 inches long without an erection.

"Be a good slut and suck my cock. You better do it good too," he said.

He was never in a good mood when he woke up. He was always reminded that he had no wife.
 
Tosha slid down and took him into her mouth, looking up into his eyes as she sucked him, gagging a little on his cock. After she'd been sucking for just a few minutes, he took her by the hair and forced his long cock deeper down her throat, causing her to gag on him, and not letting her breathe for several moments. Finally, when her face was turning a little red, he let up and let her continue sucking at her own pace as he leaned back, sighing with pleasure.

Tosha kept working his cock, playing gently with his balls to help him get more stimulated as her head pumped on his cock rapidly, her tongue sliding along the underside of his shaft.
 
"What a good little slut," he smiled.

He began moaning quietly. He felt his balls tightening and quickly pulled her face from his cock.

"Do you want my cum?" he asked, "Beg for it."

He waited for her to beg for his seed. He smiled down at her calmly.
 
Nodding up and down, she said, "Yes, Master, please let me have your cum." She began licking the tip of his cock like a lollipop, her soft blue eyes looking up at him as she pleasured him. Softly, she said, "I want to feel your cum on my face, and on my skin, and in my mouth," almost purring with pleasure, knowing she was bringing pleasure to her new master.

Then, she took him deeply back into her mouth, pumping fast along his shaft, her lips tight around his shaft, tugging him to the brink of orgasm.
 
He shot his load in ribbons all over her face and moned. His hands reached down and pulled on her nipples. He squeezed her breasts. Fondling those with one hand he let his other roam lower. It rested right above her pussy.
 
She felt his hands as they roughly squeezed and pinched her breasts, toying with them and tugging at them, hardening her nipples again. His other hand slid down her flat tummy and stopped right above her pussy. She smiled, wondering if he was just being timid, or if he really didn't want to play with her pussy, so she took his hand and slid it between her legs, taking two of his fingers and sliding them against her clit with a gasp of pleasure.
 
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