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Rough Trucker Love

Sunday, December 30th, 2007

Straight truck driver uses a slave boy.

I had been out on the road for about two weeks driving an 18-wheeler cross country. I was at a truck stop outside of Tampa pretty much minding my own business. I got fuel for the truck, took a shower and something to eat. I screwed around in the arcade playing video games for awhile just to kill time until I had to call in.
I called my dispatcher from a bank of pay phones and got instructions for picking up a load in St. Pete later that night. I was turning to go back to my truck when one of the pay phones began to ring. I stopped to look around to see if anyone was waiting for a call. It was fairly early in the day and there weren’t many truckers around and none by the phones other than me. I picked up the phone hoping to be helpful and tell the caller that it was either a wrong number or that whoever they were calling wasn’t around. On the other end of the phone was a very sexy female voice.
“Are you alone?” the caller wanted to know.

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Rave Slave

Wednesday, December 26th, 2007

Submissive man takes on the whole party.

I had resigned myself to another frustrating night alone without relief. It had been two weeks since I had last been allowed an orgasm, and the need was deep in my groin.
This was not the first time that a significant period of time had passed without contact from my master, but this was the longest he had gone without coming to me, and he had been very specific that I could not masturbate and cum until he told me I could. So, naturally, I had not so much as touched myself since our last encounter. When you are a bought-and-paid-for sex slave, you do not risk disobedience, even when you are as desperate as I was to take my dick in hand and jack off wildly until I exploded in orgasmic redemption.
Looking back on it, I guess I should have read the warning signs of what was about to happen. Not only had it been two weeks since I had heard from Master, but the groceries in my apartment were starting to run out, and that had never before happened in the two years that I had been Master’s slave. He had always been good to me, treating me like a king (or a queen) when I deserved it, and treating me like a piece of dirt when I deserved that too.

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Prince Gabriel’s Escape

Sunday, December 23rd, 2007

Erotic slave is captured trying to escape.

His breath came in gasps and his heart felt like it would beat right out of his chest. He might normally have been embarrassed by his lack of proper clothing, but the fear that seeped out of every pore prevented him from thinking about the skimpy loincloth he was clad in. The night air felt alive as he ran through the trees. Faster, faster, faster… if he could stay ahead of them for another day, he might reach the river, and beyond that, the border to his own country.
Prince Gabriel had been at the castle for only a day before escaping. Seeing his chance in the wee hours of his first morning, he had struck a guard from behind and carefully gone over the wall. For almost a week, he had spent every waking hour running. Patrols of soldiers had almost discovered him twice, but he had avoided their notice by the tiniest of margins. And now, he was getting close to the end of everything. His pilfered food supply had run out the day before, and he was getting lightheaded and clumsy as he made his way through the woods.

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Orbis Romanus

Saturday, December 15th, 2007

Slave is bought by a sadistic master.

Prologue
I don’t remember much of my early childhood, only faint images. I remember a village in the north, cold and snowy. My parents, I don’t recall their faces, only voices remain. My next memory is of a fire, everything burning in the winter night, warriors plundering, killing, raping, everyone dead. These warriors took me as a slave with them, far to the south, their homeland, The Roman Empire.
I was sold at a market. I must have been around 4 or 5 years old then. From todays’ point of view, I had incredible luck. An elderly patrician bought me as a playmate for his son, Aurelius. He also gave me a name, Montanus. I don’t remember what my name was before that.
I had a fairly good childhood after that. I received quite an education while keeping Aurelius company. My master treated me well, I was rarely punished, and wasn’t molested, what itself was a rarity. And I wasn’t stupid, I knew my role and how to play my cards right. Keep the kid happy, stay out of trouble and enjoy every bit of life you can get.
I lost my virginity to Aurelius when I was 15, and he lost his to me. Pleasing him was a new role that I had to fulfil. We were almost like brothers so it wasn’t much trouble. Life was ok until one day my master was accused of conspiring against the Emperor. Everyone knew this was a lie, but a serious charge came from a serious place, a powerful bureaucrat from the imperial palace, someone my master made an enemy of long ago.
Praetorians stormed the villa, imprisoned everyone. My master was thrown to the lions in the arena, his property confiscated by the state, household members and slaves were to be sold at the slave market. I am 18 years old and to be sold at the market again.
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Office Space

Wednesday, December 12th, 2007

Boss grooms new employee to be his personal sex slave.

All I had to do was make it three more hours. My boss stands in front of us chanting “blah, blah, blah” at me and about twenty other co-workers, pointing a metal rod at some graph that makes absolutely no sense to me right now. This will be the third day I’ve had no sleep. I’m dizzy, starving, bored and beginning to hallucinate. The white walls begin to warp and twist into humanesque faces. My boss’ height begins altering slightly. The boardroom seats start becoming carnivorous, noshing slowly on my butt cheeks. I giggle aloud for no reason, and it takes me a few moments to realize that my boss has ceased talking and now everyone is looking at me.
“Mr. Yan, take a few minutes and get some coffee from the front desk, hum?” My boss states in a near-monotone voice, folding the rod up and placing it down on the large oak conference table.
“Uh? Oh, sorry, Mr. Willard, I’m afraid I’m rather ill today.” I wanted him to tell me to go home early, but with my boss, that was like asking the U.S. Government to give Saddam Hussein a tactical nuke for his birthday.

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Not Eve

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007

She hands her slave to the wrong man.

Eve Winters, known to her slaves and the BDSM community, as “Mistress Eve”, was quite pleased with her success in controlling her slaves so far. She was especially satisfied with the power that she had over Adam, her husband. She married him to get legal title to half of his estate, which has considerable.
She frequently fucked other men, and only allowed Adam to have sex with his fellow slaves, all of whom were men. She rarely fucked him herself, so he was generally desperate enough to go for the gay thing, which she tried to encourage as much as possible. She just got turned on by watching her small, timid husband having sex with the bigger slaves, always in the bottom position.
At the start of their relationship, she had promised him other partners, which she delivered, though not as he wished. She also promised to respect his limits, and in that she lied. She used a strap-on with him, even though he hated it, mainly to get him used to being anally penetrated. She took his anal virgnity that way.

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