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Experiences of a Slave Bride: July 2015

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Experiences of a Slave Bride. Saturday, July 25, 2015. This isn't really a story about my time with bondage, or as a slave to my owner, Jason. I've been asked to tell the story of when I lost my virginity, so I thought I would give it a go. It's short, and here it is. There had been a couple of boyfriends, but at that age the relationships aren't deep and don't last long. I was (and am) cute, and a lot of guys asked me out, though it seemed the ones I really wanted were frequently too shy. Whenever we ha...

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Experiences of a Slave Bride: Center of Attention

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Experiences of a Slave Bride. Thursday, June 5, 2014. I stood as best I could in the center of the room. It wasn't uncomfortable (yet), but it took some effort to balance on the ballet boots. I swear, it is amazing to me how many different ways humanity comes up with to torture and humiliate women. High heels is one of them, and excessively high heels are just. awful. To think there are some women that learn to walk on their toes for the pleasure of men, and call it art. This wasn't new. I had worn t...

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Unnaturally Bound: February 2013

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Erotic Extreme Bondage and Torture. Friday, February 8, 2013. This time they were on a fishing boat, out a half mile or so from the shore. 23 people gathered in a group on the large flat rear deck (no one had joined since Anthony had been helped off the bridge last time). Straws were produced for the first round. Kim drew her straw and saw the bottom tip had been dipped in red dye. She was moving on to the next round. Half the members of the group surrounded her and touched her, squeezing her hand, givin...

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Unnaturally Bound: January 2015

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Erotic Extreme Bondage and Torture. Thursday, January 22, 2015. Sold Into Slavery: Basic Training. Stephanie stood in the tight metal cage, barely able to move in the deep darkness. Cracks of light though the door that covered the narrow chamber revealed little outside the cage. She was in a hole under the floor of the barn. The sides where concrete, probably. The metal bars pressed against her body, her breasts hung out between them, her head unable to move more than a few inches. Accepting her new posi...

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Unnaturally Bound: February 2014

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Erotic Extreme Bondage and Torture. Tuesday, February 18, 2014. Inquisition: Breaking on the Wheel. Olivia sat numbly in the cold stone cell, shocked and unable to understand what would happen to her very soon. The commander had given the order the day before; it had been upheld by the local council. Now she was caught. The traditional, approved punishment for highwaymen? By the time the sun rose pink in the cold winter sky outside the barred window, Olivia's clothes were torn, useless and discarded....

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Unnaturally Bound: March 2013

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Erotic Extreme Bondage and Torture. Sunday, March 24, 2013. Nazur walked down the concrete corridor of the basement, past heavy metal doors spaced a few feet apart. There was little noise from this part of the prison except for muffled moans coming from behind one of the doors as he passed. Most of the screaming took place in the room at the end of the hall, the one where he was headed now. He showed the girl the syringe. "Do you know what this is? Her large eyes looked but she said nothing. It's OK....

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Unnaturally Bound: Sold Into Slavery: Basic Training

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Erotic Extreme Bondage and Torture. Thursday, January 22, 2015. Sold Into Slavery: Basic Training. Stephanie stood in the tight metal cage, barely able to move in the deep darkness. Cracks of light though the door that covered the narrow chamber revealed little outside the cage. She was in a hole under the floor of the barn. The sides where concrete, probably. The metal bars pressed against her body, her breasts hung out between them, her head unable to move more than a few inches. Accepting her new posi...

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Unnaturally Bound: April 2015

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Erotic Extreme Bondage and Torture. Thursday, April 9, 2015. It was her sixth day. She knew exactly how long she had been there. The grated openings behind where she sat let light through from some distant windows, though no sounds penetrated from the street or city. The days came and went, the pain persisted. She no longer felt the vulnerability of nudity, though the temperatures at night fell low enough she shook and huddled next to the other slaves for warmth. The cell was a long concrete chamber, thr...

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Unnaturally Bound: May 2014

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Erotic Extreme Bondage and Torture. Thursday, May 8, 2014. Sold Into Slavery: Transport and Storage. Mr Hauser led Stephanie from the room. Stephanie had no idea where they were going; with the hood over her head she was completely depending on Mr. Hauser guiding her. She shivered; the air was cold and she was naked, though she hardly noticed that any more. She just knew it was cold. Stephanie's heart plunged, her stomach turned in fear. She was to be transported. but where? What did that mean? With this...

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Unnaturally Bound: Sold Into Slavery: Sperm Repository

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Erotic Extreme Bondage and Torture. Monday, December 2, 2013. Sold Into Slavery: Sperm Repository. The car bumped along in traffic for a good half hour before the road smoothed. Stephanie lay crunched in the trunk of the limo, wondering where she was being taken. Sounds outside slowly changed from the bustle of the city to quieter roads, as if they were going into the country. There were fewer stops, and the road curved back and forth. Laying quietly for a moment she assessed her situation. She was n...