The Making Of A Slave by loyalsock - Sex Stories

The Making Of A Slave by loyalsock

... charming and had interesting stories to tell about the customs, particularly sexual ones, of obscure, mostly Asian cultures. One of his stories had to do with the torturing of women for sexual purposes. Josie had latched on to this, wanting to learn more. Josie was probably the last person someone would consider if they were thinking about adulteresses. She would never have an affair, but she did. Her unsatisfactory sex life, Brad's indifference, and curiosity about the substance of her dreams made her do it. Richard was perfect. He was single, rich, and deeply involved in bondage and discipline. Over the course of six months, he slowly brought Josie along until she was so immersed in the scene that she no longer cared about anything else. She was hooked on pain, bondage, and humiliation, as much as any junkie on cocaine or heroin. She had to have it. Nothing else could satisfy the tremendous urges and cravings she had for the release it gave her. When Richard told her he was being transferred overseas, she was crushed, and a little panicked. He introduced her to a friend of his, someone who was willing to take her on as a slave in his extensive harem. Josie had met with him and had enjoyed the session. The problem was that he was not willing to let her live her life with Brad and come to him when she needed him. He wanted a commitment. She had to be his slave, always available. Josie knew it would mean giving up her entire life. Her only other choice was to find different ...

... men, pickups, who would give her what she needed when it was convenient for her. She knew how dangerous this could be. When you are naked and tied up, you are at your partner's mercy. She could easily wind up maimed, scarred for life, or even dead. Going back to her boring life with Brad was not an option. Josie was climbing the walls and having her terrible dreams again just two weeks after Richard left. This was when she told Brad what she had been doing. Her decision had been made, she was going to go to Steve, Richard's friend, and accept his conditions. Telling Brad was her last ditch effort, a cry for him to help her find a way out of this mess she had created. It had worked out better than expected. Josie smiled. She was drifting along in that dreamy state, half-awake, half-asl**p, thinking about her incredible luck. On the verge of throwing away her entire life, she now had everything she could possibly want. She knew her husband was new to the bondage and discipline scene, but she had seen him at work. He was good, and seemed to want to get better. From what he had told her about his evening with Jenny and Carol, he had discarded his prim and proper image and was now totally committed to debauchery. It pleased Josie. The more deviant he became, the better she liked it. Josie was mildly surprised to answer the door and find Jenny and Carol standing on the porch. When they mentioned Brad's invitation, it crossed her mind that he must have a plan. She called down to Brad, ...