1. My Girlfriend Meets My Sex Slave pt 1


    Date: 11/13/2016, Categories: BDSM Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Author: salodweller 

    ... dom master. But I wasn't a monster. So I wanted for Miranda and Mandy to have their conversation. I waited for Miranda to reappear at the top of the stairs and say yes, she accepts it or no, she's leaving. I waited. And waited. And waited. and nothing. Until finally I heard a scream... more of a moan actually a loud one. That got louder as I ran down the stairs to see what the fuck was going on. And when I got back into Mandy's corner of the basement I saw Miranda naked, her robe at her feet, standing behind Mandy, her hand in Mandy's panties, at least 4 fingers deep into Mandy's pussy. Her other hand squeezing Mandy's right breast hard. And Mandy thrusting and screaming, juices dripping down her thighs, her big pink nipples hard on her heaving breasts. &#034What the fuck is going on here?&#034 I asked &#034What does it look like?&#034 Miranda smiled wickedly. More wickedly than I'd ever seen her smile. &#034It looks like... well... I thought you were shocked by Mandy here.&#034 &#034Oh I'm shocked.&#034 Miranda said, taking a soaking wet hand from Mandy's panties and smearing it all over Mandy's sweaty face. &#034Shocked that you think you're treating this girl like a slave when you're really treating her like she's you're sweet lil' girlfriend.&#034 I didn't know what to think. This was certainly an unexpected development. &#034What do you mean?&#034 I asked, dumbfounded. Miranda through Mandy to the ground and Mandy instantly turned around and got on her knees in front ...
    ... of Miranda. &#034Do you want to be a fuck-slave?&#034 She said. &#034Yes!&#034 Mandy answered. Miranda slapped her. Hard across the face. &#034Do you want it to hurt?&#034 Miranda asked. &#034Yes!&#034 Mandy shouted. Miranda slapped her again. &#034What are you?&#034 Miranda shouted. &#034I'm a slave.&#034 Mandy answered. Miranda spit on her face. A hard nasty spit right in between her eyes. &#034And what is a slave.&#034 Mandy was panting now. Her own hand was inside her wet underpants &#034Property&#034 Miranda spit on her again. &#034And what's property?&#034 &#034A thing&#034 Mandy answered. &#034I'm a thing.&#034 &#034Good. now go and get your phone.&#034 Miranda said. Mandy stood to walk over to the cot. But she could only get one step out before Miranda smacked her down to her knees. &#034Crawl like a little slut should!&#034 She demanded. And Mandy did. Miranda turned to me. &#034You let her keep a phone?&#034 I shrugged. It seemed like a nice thing to do. &#034Do you have an ex-boyfriend's number on that phone somewhere?&#034 Miranda asked Mandy. Mandy nodded. &#034Good. you're going to call him and tell him that you're now a slave. You're no longer a girl. You're an object and you're going to enjoy every minute of degradation you get for the rest of your life. Understand?&#034 Mandy nodded and dialed the phone. Miranda stepped over to me. &#034Can I tell you a secret?&#034 She said, in her voice, suddenly sweet again. Sweet like the girl I'd been dating for the past ...
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