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I Am Willow and I Am a Sex Slave
by Willow (no address provided)
***
A different kind of mile-high experience. (MF, FF, d/s,
rough, anal, bdsm)
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I am Willow, and I am a sex slave. I was bartered into
this lifestyle at 13 and I have never known any other
life. Though my "breaking" was violent and harsh, it
forever changed my life. I have never had a boyfriend or
husband. I will not ever know friendship in the sense
that others do. I have never really known love.
I live the life of a slave (or would it be better to say
"sex pet"?) living in an apartment with 5 masters. Three
are men, the other two are women -- all roommates of
sorts. I am living out an indeterminate sentence of
servitude being shared by them.
I am theirs to command as they please. I am frequently
tied or chained as is their pleasure, but this is not
the avenue by which I am enslaved. AS you will come to
know, I am frequently offered to strangers and friends
at parties and in public places for my masters'
pleasure.
Each of my masters is very different in their desires.
Senna, Silver, Peter, Trevor and Hunter each live out
their fantasies or frustrations on me in a different
way. They are and have known each other long enough to
know how to share, and sometimes cruelly interplay their
requirements with me.
Senna is a tall, slender blonde with a cruel streak. She
is the most torturous. Needles, hot wax, a strap on
dildo, and a carefully selected long thin riding crop
are her favorites for me.
Silver is more of a follower. She is a slim oriental and
she often prefers to dominate me with a strap-on during
group sex or to hold my tied hands and force my fingers
into her oozing wet pussy while another uses me for
their pleasure.
Trevor and Hunter have a variety of interests far to
expansive to relay here, but tag-team is their favorite
sport. Peter is the most gentle Master and closest to
what I can imagine a boyfriend to be. As I have been a
slave since I was 12, it is hard for me to know this
feeling.
Most recently they brought me along on a flight to
Amsterdam. It was an 11 hour flight and we took off in
late evening. The plane was one of those with a center
row of six seats where Trevor had carefully booked all
of us to sit. I was seated in the very center with Senna
to my left and Trevor to my right.
Trevor selected my clothes for the trip, a short black
dress tight enough to demonstrate my purpose, that
buttoned down the front and black stockings only. Once
in my seat Senna slipped handcuffs behind me and bound
my hands behind my back.
Once the flight was in the air, the crew began a movie
(during which most passengers sleep). As the movie
started, Senna lifted the arm rests and unbuttoned my
dress all the way down the front. In the darkness, I was
completely exposed as she forced her hand into my wet
pussy. Senna leaned over and nibbled at my nipples while
Trevor watched and then excused himself to get a drink
in the back of the plane. Senna would accept nothing
less than my complete obedience and silence so the other
passengers would not know.
Slowly, Silver rose from her seat and raised the
armrests on the entire row before coming to sit on my
other side. Silver took my feet and lifted them onto the
narrow row of seats so that I lay out completely before
her. My breasts were thrust into the air as I lay on my
still handcuffed hands.
Senna teased my nipples and bit them while Silver leaned
forward and quietly began to lick my swollen, wet pussy.
This is Senna's favorite scenario, when I am not
permitted to make any sound, but accept anything she
requires.
As Silver licked my pussy and also nibbled at my
breasts, Senna watched with a face I knew very well
meant this was only the beginning of my duties. She
reached underneath to free my hands. Senna always
prefers restraint through intimidation and physical
force over tethers or handcuffs and to her these are
simply the appetizer for an evening of wickedness.
Silver reached into her purse and produced a small
vibrator which she plunged suddenly and deeply into me.
As she did, I arched my back, stiffened and Senna dug
her fingernails into my wrists to confirm I was hers to
command.
The darkness in the middle of this long deserted row of
seats along with the fact that Senna was on one end and
Silver on the other, provided enough darkness to conceal
their movements. After some time, Silver retreated. Her
"fluffing" done, Trevor returned with his drink and the
large male flight attendant that had served him.
Not believing his eyes in the darkness, the flight
attendant looked quickly around at the dozing
passengers, sat down and ran his hands over my
completely exposed body. Chuckling briefly in amazement
he plunged his face into my pussy, licking me fiercely
and forcing his tongue and fingers straight into me. I
knew then, I would be given to him for pleasure in trade
as well as the amusement of my "family" of masters.
My new charge clearly could wait no longer and whispered
to Senna to send me to the back in 3 minutes then he
carefully wiped his face of my wetness, smoothed his
shirt and tie to collect himself before leaving quickly
for the back.
Senna released my arms, told me to button my dress and
slowly, sit up so as to not attract the attention of any
passengers who may have not been asleep. I did as
instructed and then Trevor dismissed me to the back
lavatory of the plane. He told me to go in, strip except
for the stockings and wait with the door unlatched.
I did as I was told and waited standing in the cold
harsh lighting of the very tiny, smelly bathroom. I
waited for some time before the door slipped open and
closed very quickly and my "trick" had arrived. "Put
your hands over your head, lean over the sink and don't
make any sound no matter what I do" he told me.
I did as he ordered and he positioned himself behind me
quickly and took both my wrists in one hand, kicked my
ankles apart to spread my legs and snapped my head back
by grabbing a fistful of my hair with the other hand
before forcing himself into me so hard that he lifted me
off my feet. He bounced me on his dick hard and forced
my face and tits into the mirror as he impaled me.
He was so forceful and the pain so great that I lost my
breath and could not have screamed if I dared. He
obviously enjoyed lifting me off the ground with his
pounding thrusts. "I will teach you to appreciate a real
man," he hissed in my ear as he pulled my hair hard
enough to arch my body backwards onto him.
He paused briefly to listen to the unstoppable faint
gasps that escaped me in my forced and twisted painful
contortions and he warned me again, "If you make one
sound and give us away, I will hurt you in ways that
will break your mind - this is a very long flight and I
will take full advantage of it."He then pulled me off of
him like a dirty piece of clothing and forced himself
into my ass like a train.
My entire body, coated in sweat, stiffened in pain such
as I have not known since my first "breaking." Yes, I
have been used for anal pleasure, but he was so large
and he slammed me so hard, he clearly wanted to 'tear'
me rather than 'open' me.
His hand still grasping a fistful of my hair, he stopped
after many excruciating thrusts and looked down with a
quiet chuckle. With his other hand he reached down
somewhere and then held a bloody finger in front of my
face to show me that he had successfully "fucked me
bloody."
He laughed quietly again and then wiped the blood from
his finger on my top lip just under my nose so that I
may smell the blood, sweat and my own well-reamed ass
while he continued until he came in my ass in hard,
thrusting waves.
After an endless time hanging in his grip, he relaxed
from his orgasmic stupor and lowered me again to my own
feet. Regaining his breath, he whispered to me once
again, "Trevor tells me you would love to be broken
nightly for a paying audience in my apartment in
Amsterdam.
He also tells me we could make a fortune selling bondage
and torture videos featuring you, Senna, and me on the
black market. So, my little 'fuck doll' wait till you
see what I have waiting for you now."
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex
with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it
isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people
other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around
the world contract HIV every year. You only have one
body per lifetime, so take good care of it!
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