I Want To Be Your Slave
Date: 8/18/2015,
Categories:
Fiction
BDSM
Black,
Blowjob
Bondage and restriction
Consensual Sex
Domination/submission
Interracial,
Oral Sex
Author: stex, Source: sexstories.com
... her curiosity, "Tell me some about your home." "You would have difficulty understanding the world I come from. It moves so much faster. We have machines to do much of the work in fact machines will make slaves redundant eventually even if the laws were not passed to ban it." "You mentioned the end of slavery before, when does it end?" "I'm afraid I don't know. I didn't study this period of history. Don't forget to me this is history, I had to read about it in books. But I think its soon, I think it was ended in Europe before it was ended in the US. The US will fight a war among themselves before its ended there, I think thats mostly the end of it. That may be in your lifetime." I had a thought. "Now Maria, you must never tell anyone about anything I am telling you of the future. You must not tell and you must not act on it. To do so would be very dangerous, it might even cause me to go away." She looked distraught at the prospect. "Why would you go away because I talked." "No that I would go away, I would not be. I'm from the future, the future is built on the past. If knowledge such that I had were to get out, the past would be different. There would be no future for me to come from." She struggled with this some. "I think I see what you're saying. If I make a splash here, the ripples spread out and touch the future." "Its even worse than that, any tiny change could cause an entirely different outcome. The ripples don't diminish, they grow to become a tidal wave. They ...
... could drown the future." "Ok, so I'll not say a word. Not even to Louisa and Hanna." I think she was heeding my warning. "So these machines?" "We have machines for just about everything, this in itself might impress you, but the really impressive stuff are the machines which might appear to think." "Machines that think?" "They don't actually think, but sometimes it might look like it. They work with information." "Information?" I talked about computers and basic information theory, and Google and Wikipedia. Then other things like Jumbo jets, and men no longer going to the moon, TV and cars. "You were talking of TV when you mentioned the plays earlier, and Mr Johnson's bloomers." Maria was a perceptive girl. "I was." I admitted. "And the Wildebeest." ** Epilogue Maria skipped into the study, she was looking particularly pleased with herself today. I wondered if I should be worried, she was obviously plotting something, I was distracted by the effect the skipping was having on her bosom though. "Three years today." She declared and kissed me on the lips. Definitely distracted, I failed to grasp the significance of this. "Oh, sorry did I distract you?" She asked giving Will a squeeze. "Three years ago on this date, you freed me." "The best decision I ever made." Not just an attempt at recovery, but the truth. I'd been singularly happy with my life with Maria, while we'd agreed to be equal partners, it might really be we'd settled on the other option. I was nearer her slave than ...