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hey tell me how you like this.... its my first story...
The Made Slave
By: Michelle Mason
Your doing the dishes
Soaping, rinsing
Soaping, rinsing
He sneaks up from behind
He grabs you from behind
Covering your mouth
“Shh don’t scream”
He drags you to the van
Puts you in the back
Sits you down
Uncovers your mouth
You stare at him
Wondering who’s behind the mask
He gags you and straps you in
You can’t move
He blindfolds you
You hear him get into the front seat
He starts the van and starts driving
Left, left, right, left
The van stops
Your unstraped and pulled out of the van,
Into a building
Your dragged downstairs and chained to a bed
Arms above your head legs to foot posts
You hear snipping
And feel your clothes being cut
Snip, snip, snip
Your shirts off
Snip, snip,
Your bras been cut off
He unchains your legs
Pulls down your pants
You’re not wearing any underwear
He unzips his pants
Pulls out his dick
Then, he gets on the bed
Puts himself inside you
Slowly at first
The faster and faster
In, out, in, out
Harder and harder
Your screaming,
Crying
And then,
He stops
He rechains your legs
He walks away
You hear a machine start
You’re pulled by your chained arms to stand up
He pulls the blindfold off
You look around
You’re in a room that looks like a dungeon
Chains, cages, ropes, and whips
He ungags you
“Where am I ? Who are you? Why am I here?”
You cry out
“You are home my little slave. I am your master.”
“Home! SLAVE!! MASTER!!!?? NO!”
WHIP! “Silence slave”
Whip, whip, whip
He whips you till you bleed
You cry and scream when he hits you
He releases our your arms
You fall on the table
You try to move
But you can’t
He releases your feet
And carries you to a chair
It’s a steel chair
Covered with leather
With clasps
To hold your head, wrists, and ankles
In the front of the chairs seat
Is a hole
Just the size
Of a head
He puts you in the chair
Clasps in your head
Then your left wrist
Then your right
Then your left ankle
And again your right
He takes off his mask
And he stares into your eyes
Then he goes down on you
Licking and nibbling
Playing with your clit
Mmm it feels so good your legs shaking
Your hands grabbing
It feels so good,
You can’t take it any more
You look down at him
And you find him looking into your eyes
He lifts his head
Smiling at you
“It feels good doesn’t it?”
“Yes, yes, it feels wonderful;
But please stop I can’t take it any more!”
“Good that means you’re about to cum”
He puts his head back down
And goes to work again
Flick, flick, flick goes his tongue
Against your clit
You try to move back
But you can’t
Suddenly you feel like you have to go pee
“Please stop! I have to go pee!”
“Let it go my dear, let it go”
He says soothingly
He continues his work once again
You grab the chair
And your energy goes out on you
You feel liquid
Run down your insides
You hear him licking
Sipping your cum
OH! It feels so good
You’re out of breath
And you’re content
He comes up to you
And kisses your forehead
He unclasps your wrists
And he unclasps your ankles
The he unclasps your head
You fall into his arms
He carries you to the bed
Sits you down
And slits your chest
He sits in from on you
Puts his head to your cut
And starts to drink
Licking and sucking
You feel the life leaving you
You want to push him away
But you have no strength
In a weak, airy, voice you say “stop”
He does and you fall back
Onto the bed
You’re uncontients
He turns you on your side
And curls up your legs
He takes the covers
Gets in bed
And falls asleep
Lying next to you
You wake up
And you see the man
That you’ve fallen in love with
He wakes up
And looks into your eyes
“Good morning master.
How are you today?”
You give him a kiss
And you cuddle up to him
And you two fall asleep
Together
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