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The New Sex Slave

I remember the day I was stolen away to be used like a slutty whore. I was out for a late night coffee with a friend and when I left, I took the wrong turn and ended up in an alley. I was confronted by a big man who looked like security who cursed at me and said I didn’t belong here. Instead of letting me go and find my way he grabbed my wrist and yanked me in. I was blindfolded, stripped and dragged away to a room that I could only tell had a very bright light. All I could hear was numbers being shouted and a smell of cigars. Once more I was dragged away.
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Once I could finally see again I realized I had been knocked unconscious and was now in a dark lit room that smelled of velvet and leather. A tall man introduced himself. He was mean, arrogant and strict. Secretly, being owned by a man was always a fantasy dream of mine but now here I am dressed in nothing by a black lace dress and on my knees with black gag down my throat and my wrists ties behind my back.

I was then told I would be servicing his cock all day, every day until he was done with me. I was to be only a good for nothing whore with a few holes for sir to gratify himself in. I was kept locked away and slept in a pet bed unless he was angry with me then I slept in my cage covered in his fluid and juices all night. I was to wake him up every morning with his hard cock down my throat to empty his full pair of balls. I was now a sex slave for him and anybody else who wanted my submissive slut body.


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