Confessions of a Slave Girl Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Confessions of a Slave Girl Pt. 01

(Excited to start this story up and to continue on with it, any friendly comments or positive, constructive critiques would be welcome)

Ali was a shy girl, she always had been. She preferred to stay in front of a computer screen, interacting with the world that way, less chance of getting hurt, less chance of making a fool of herself. So instead of making friends she stayed locked in her room. Her biggest solo activity was trying to write. Being a novelist was something she could do at home with no one really bothering her. Several books were started, none finished. It got to the point where she wouldn't even tell her family about them because she got tired of seeing the exasperated looks on their faces when she started a new one.

Of course she had to work and so she left the house for that, but had found a job that required little interaction with others. And she stayed fit and active, largely through a healthy diet, swimming and some martial arts. It was the one activity that she didn't mind being around other people to do. She was even pretty good at it, though at five feet, three inches high and only weighing in at 90 lbs there wasn't much chance of overpowering many people.

As for dating, forget about it. She had found an attraction to other girls while she was in high school but had never dared approach anyone, she had found she got too tongue tied and flustered easily which left her feeling humiliated on the rare occasion she had tried. A few had tried asking ...

... her out but the petite redhead was just too shy and they could barely get a word out of her. And so high school passed and Ali left her small hometown and took off for college, but she found it wasnt to her liking and after only a semester she dropped out.

Still she had no desire to go home and live in her parent's basement. So she found a new job, one that wasn't quite as people free as the last one but the pay was good. She also joined an online writers forum and found when there was a computer screen between them and her she wasn't so nervous talking to people. It was probably inevitable. In fact it was almost shocking that she hadn't stumbled on it before. But in one of her forays onto the internet for research for her newest book she stumbled across a website that would change her life forever.

The site was...well not to put too fine a point on it, a porno, but it was stuff Ali had never seen before, had never even known existed. She had of course had "The Talk" with her parents when she was growing up but never, ever, ever had anything like what she was seeing even been in the peripheral of what was possible to do and as Ali scrolled down the screen she licked her lips hungrily, not realizing she was drawing closer to the screen as her hand trailed down between her legs.

She began rubbing herself lightly through her sweatpants, letting out soft moans as she stopped by what appeared to be a clip, the image on the clip showed a woman wearing a black leather hood ...