Slaves Unlimited - Sex Stories

Slaves Unlimited

... unfocused as she pulled free of his cock and stood on wobbly legs next to the bed near Jess, she reached quickly to the side of her slave and deflated and turned off the vibrator in him and pulled it free from his anus. With a satisfied look upon her face she looked with pride upon her slave as his eyes stared emotionlessly at her, then she spoke with a lilt,” That was sooo awesome fuckslave!!!!…,I knew it would be so much better for me this time….,playing with you in front of my guest got me all fucking hot,” reaching forth she brushed a tear from his cheek and laughed as he tried to cringe from her touch as she continued,” I still can’t believe that your mine now…, and I want you to know that no other woman will ever have sex with you from now on,…” she arched her brow evilly“…at least not without my permission first..,”. Sarah smiled as Jess slipped an arm around her waist, and asked with an equally satisfied look on her face,” Any chance of taking a nice hot shower?”, Sarah smiled devilishly and replied,” Only if we take it together..”, they both started laughing in unison as they left the room. Richard was disgusted at having to endure the sick “pigs” sweaty body and her foul touch, and the way in which she had defiled his anus, and had loved fucking him in front of her “guest”, as she so nastily put it. All of it made him sink deeper into despair, tears seemed beyond him anymore he thought, especially after the disgusting pig exclaimed how awesome raping him had been, ...

... and her smiling and telling him no other woman would ever have sex with him again without her permission. He only felt a coldness seep into his bones, after the two disgusting women left him alone in the room Richard closed his eyes and tried to will himself to die but as usual his heart kept beating, after a while he experimentaly tried to shift his sore ass upon the slickend vinyl mattress, he winced, it hurt horribly just barely sliding it to the side. Crying in pain he thought perhaps that he was bleeding, and with that thought he prayed that he would bleed enough to die before the sick pig had the chance to rape him again. His gaze traveled to the window he had seen the antique weathervane through earlier in the bitches sick video, and for a moment an image flashed through his mind. His mahogany desk at the auction house, and a certain manifest that was laying on top of a pile of papers on his blotter, it was marked for delivery to 400 Woodbury lane, Lancaster N.Y to one Miss Sarah Bingham. Richard blinked in shock and dismay suddenly realizing” I’m still in NewYork!”, he tried to slowly calm his breathing, if he could yet find a way to get free, he now possessed the bitches name, and address,“ Oh the horrible attrocities he would visit upon her and her sick friend.”, with a new determination he strained to look at his left wrist cuff in hopes of escape. It was a heavily padded leather cuff with two leather belts that circled it tightly and went through buckles that then ...