The Chair Shoppe - Sex Stories

The Chair Shoppe

... smile that made Kevin's spine grow cold & his nut sack trying to ascend into his body, shut his door leaving him alone. Minutes later they were in the air...to where he had no idea but he knew he'd learn that soon enough. ************************************************** *************************** The first Woman coming to pick up her car was young, White & full figured. The skinny brown boy trailing just behind her looked beaten in body & spirit. The red welts across his back & legs looked angry. Some looking fresh. When he staggered the Woman pulled on his leash bringing him to his bare knees on the hot asphalt. A kick dropped him to his back as he cried out laying on the hot surface. When the Woman bent at the waist yelling at him the boys could see naked flesh under her short dress. Tom brought her car around, another Jeep with a canvas top. The boy looked at Tom with begging eyes. Tom, like Mitch wasn't impervious to the boys pain but they had seen so much of it, knowing there wasn't any way to help these boys & just thankful they were among the few who lived a notch or two above the rest. The boy tried to fight as Tom f***ed him down onto the sled. The screams began anew when his tortured flesh hit the hot surface of the sled. The girl pushed Tom out of her way wanting to cuff her Slaves wrists to the side of the sled before wrapping straps around his bare ankles. The boys screams became wet sobbing cries once Tom pushed the sled sending the boys head thru the seal ...

... & onto the round soft leather headrest under the drivers seat. His head would sink into it once his Mistress sat onto his upturned face. The green eyed brunette smiled at Tom & without a word went around her Jeep. The boys saw her standing by the open drivers door looking down at her seatslave. They couldn't hear what she was whispering to him but his pleas were rewarded in a way the boys had seen before. The long white sliver of spit hung from her red lips as the boys watched. It was like watching a scene in slo-mo as it moved up then down from her lips growing longer before falling.....falling...... They watched the Woman climb in & pause with her round ass above the slaves face. They all knew it, had all lived it. Jesse & Dennis, their faces still showing traces of their scenic trip earlier in the morning. As they watched the Jeep pull away they saw their next pick-up walking around from the front of the Club leading another boy. Mitch took care of this one while Tom & the others began working on the Blond's Jeep.....Helene from the OWK. The huge teardrop Emerald hanging by a chain from the rear-view mirror sparkled & shimmered in the bright morning sun. The inside of a jewel encrusted heart spelling OWK spun & shimmered, flashing colors as it twirled in the morning breeze. ************************************************** *********************** DK's Face & The Chair Shoppe - Part 4 Helene walked into the chair Shoppe from the 90 plus heat outside & it wasn't even mid ...