Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)
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				Title: <strong>Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 03:17:19</strong>
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				It was a beautiful day and Jeremy couldn't believe that he was about to turn twenty-one nor that it'd been nearly a year since he'd finished High School. Something that was now six years instead of the four that it had been during the days of his grandparents. He still remembered the stories that they told about gasoline powered vehicles that rolled on wheels instead of the cold fusion reactor engines and the anti-gravity plates that operated modern vehicles. He knew that times had changed America, and the world for that matter, a great deal in the hundred years or so since his grandparents had been kids.<br><br>One of the biggest differences, at least in their mind was the DCA and the ASI, the Debt Collection Agency and the American Slavery Insitute. Both government offices were interlinked almost from the ground up. Due to overwhelming debts incurred by the public and bankruptcy being used as a means of bailing on debts, Bankruptcy in all it's forms was removed as a means of debt settlement and a new form of debt settlement was instituted, slavery.<br><br>Most debts were usually solved by a corporation turning the debt over to the DCA, who would then notify the debtor that they had so long to repay the debt, usually at a 10% hike, or they would serve a term of slavery. They were of course, willing to accept payment arrangements, but then they charged interest. Usually 10% or higher, meaning that most people were usually just working their hides off to pay the interest without actually working off the actual debt. Terms of slavery usually running the gamut of 3 months to 2 years, though longer terms weren't unheard of. The longest term of service on record was an unprecedented 25 years by a Hollywood agent who embezzled three point four million from a record company.<br><br>On a more individual level, it wasn't unheard of for someone to pay of a person's debt in exchange for their term of slavery. Typically this was an agreed upon arrangement between two people. Though, the DCA was known to stop accepting payments and demand the debt in it's entirety or the debt would be put up on market, with them being the prize.<br><br>This was where the ASI came in. Much like the DCFS, Department of Children and Family Services, they were around to ensure that slaves weren't being treated too terribly. The laws in place regarding were few, but <em><strong>strictly</strong></em> enforced. Typically a slave owner's residence was inspected on a monthly basis as was the condition of the slave.<br><br>If the ASI Agent felt that the slave was being treated illegally, the slave was freed from the rest of their term of service and the owner was taken into custody and turned over to local authorities.<br><br>These were the biggest differences between the time of his grandparents and now. It was another reason why High School was now six years. As the last two years were more of a finishing school, designed to teach a new adult how to manage his or her income without incurring debt unnecessarily and how to set up arrangements so as to avoid such difficulties in paying of a necessarily assumed debt. There were other things, but that was one of the first and more important things taught in thirteenth grade.<br><br>So Jeremy was a bit surprised when this morning his father had pulled him aside and after a perfunctory happy birthday had given him two choices for his twenty-first birthday. The new 2111 Stingray or his first slave, since he was no of a legal age to own one. It had been of course a difficult decision to make, until he remembered Jessica.<br><br>Jessica had been a very close friend for as far back as he could remember and two years ago had incurred a debt by taking out a loan to help pay for her parents medical expenses, her mother had a rare form of cancer that the Doctors hadn't managed to find a cure for until earlier this two years ago, which was why she'd been forced to take out the loan. The procedure was expensive. But in the end it had saved her mother's life. The debt was considerable, but Jeremy's family was quite wealthy.<br><br>“So... If I take the option for a slave is there a cap on how much you're willing to pay?” asked Jeremy quietly.<br><br>Nathan already knowing the workings of his sons mind said, “Ordinarily I'd say yes, but since I know you're after Jessica I'll say no. But she'll have to take the maximum time allotted for her debt, which if I recall correctly is something like two years. And you'll have to clear it with your mother as that would mean a few complications we hadn't really expected.”<br><br>“It's alright Nathan, dear, if it's Jessica then we shouldn't have too many problems. It just means that Jeremy will have to take over the guest suite above the garage. His current room isn't big enough for him and a slave. But Jeremy, you will be held responsible for her. She'll need a monthly birth control injection and her annual immunizations all of which is required by law for female slaves. And I expect that you'll be keeping the volume under control, I won't stand for waking up in the middle of the night to the sounds of you two having fun.” said Tamara, Jeremy's mother and Nathan's wife.<br><br>“Wow mom, the Guest Suite? Are you sure? That's practically an apartment unto itself. Could I.... um...” stuttered Jeremy quietly.<br><br>“Just spit it out, son.” said Nathan with a smile.<br><br>“Could I maybe... use the Dungeon room?” asked Jeremy quietly, almost afraid to have his parents hear it. He wasn't supposed to know about it, after all.<br><br>Tamara blinked in surprise and gasped in shock. Nathan just laughed. “I'll have to say no to that, but I will get you your own holographic platform complete with a wide array of bondage furniture. It'll be up to you to get everything else.”<br><br>Jeremy nodded and left.<br><br>That discussion was what left him standing on the doorstep of Jessica's house having just wrung the doorbell. He didn't want her parents to think unkindly of him for offering this, but Jessica was a hot busty redhead that made him remember he was a red blooded American male. And he was one of her closest friends. In all honesty, it was the reason why he hadn't made a move on her before. He hadn't wanted to ruin a long friendship. They'd been friends for nearly as far back as he could remember and hadn't wanted to ruin that even though he had had some of his own kinky fantasies regarding what he'd do with her once he had her.<br><br>Looking down at his zipper, he said, “Down boy, now's not the time to tent my pants. Let's just get through the next hour before we get all rowdy.”<br><br>Taking a deep calming breath as he heard Linda, Jessica's mother yell for her as the door opened.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 04:34:59</strong>
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				Jessy woke up, a day like no other day except for the fact that she graduates with honors off high school thing that did not was much impression to neither her parents or her. She was born with what you call photographic memory she could memorize anything with reading it once. She wanted to go to college but people who owed a large ammount of money were not allowed to go to the university unless the debt is payed, ane that was her case. A couple of years ago she made a huge loan to pay the medical bills of her mother cancer operation wich left Jessy with a debt of almost 300,000 dollars. She was supposed to take a job to start paying the money but she did not got the job. What made things worst was that she recieved a letter telling her to pay in a year or she will go to forced slavery.<br><br>She had not told anybody, not her mother, father or her best friend Jeremy. She liked him, but she knew she would never get him. He was the son of two wealthy parents and they would not approve of her, and even if they did she would just go away in a year so she did not wanted to hurt his feelings. What was left to do was enjoy this last year of freedom before she entered slavery.<br><br>The call of her mother brought her back to reality, he was visiting. Taking a deep breath she ran to the door and opened it. She was wearing a pair of white short pants and a simple white shirt, was obvious she did not wore bra. With Jeremy she could be herself and not hide anything,not from him he knew her too well. Smiling she hugged him " happy birthday, sorry that i&nbsp; could not buy you anything, you know how I am moneywise". She moved aside so he could enter and smiled " what brings you to our humble home today?". 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 04:51:51</strong>
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				“Well why don't we all sit down. I think we should include your parents on this particular conversation. Since I'm fairly certain it'd effect them as well.” said Jeremy as he swallowed and made the quick decision to step inside and sit down before his rising ardor drew unwanted attention.<br><br>Linda smiled and went to get her husband, George.<br><br>Coming back, both adults sat across from him and Jessica. George was the first to speak. “So what's so important that me and my wife were needed young man? By the way, I guess I should issue an obligatory, Happy Birthday. It is your birthday after all.”<br><br>“I know and part of that is what brings me here this afternoon. Please don't take this the wrong way as I don't mean to be derogatory in any way. But I had the choice of getting a car or a slave for my twenty first birthday. And even though Jess is real good at hiding her secrets, sometimes she's not too careful of where she hides her mail. I know about the loan she took out so you could have your surgery ma'am. And I laud her for that. But I also know that she has no real way of paying that off....”<br><br>“So you're saying you'll have your father pay her debt in exchange for my little girl?” asked George not quite sure how to react. Emotionally he was infuriated and felt the need to lash out physically. But logically what the young man said made sense.<br><br>“Now, now George. Even if that is the case, which I can only assume it is. Jeremy cares a great deal for Jess and only has her best interests in mind. Besides, wouldn't it be reassuring to know that our little girl is owned by someone we know? Safe in the knowledge that irregardless of what he might do with her, she'll be safe?”<br><br>“Linda.... I know, but it still ain't right.” grumbled George quietly.<br><br>“I know it's not right, but I think it a far cry better than her being taken by someone who doesn't care a whit about her. But ultimately, it's Jess's decision. She knows what all slavery entails. She also knows what is at stake.”<br><br>Jeremy had been on the verge of bolting for the door when he saw George's face go red with anger. He hadn't wanted to make this more than it was. Jessica had always been there for him emotionally and socially, now it was his turn to help her. Besides it would remove the barrier of friendship. The one thing he felt certain neither wanted to endanger, even though he wanted her as physically as he had her emotionally.<br><br>But then Linda had become the voice of reason. Swallowing, he looked at Jess and said, “So Jess, what do you think? Dad's willing to pay it in full. I have a card in my pocket that will take care of everything. We'll be getting the Guest Suite of the House and both Mom and Dad adore you. Dad might be a little distant but he hasn't thrown you out so I know he at least tolerates you. And Mom thinks the world of you. Besides your parents would be able to visit and you'd be close enough to visit with them.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 05:18:58</strong>
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				Her eyes went wide as Jeremy spoke. What he said made a lot of sense, Jess has always been attracted to Jeremy and she knew he felt the same way. As her parents argued with him Jess just thought about the letter, "Mom... dad... a week ago i recieved a letter, it said I had a year to pay the debt or I would be sent away to be the slave of a stranger, we all know that even if I get a job I won't be able to pay in full the debt. We all know that, Jeremy had the mind to think about me,he could had gottena beautiful car, but&nbsp; instead he chosed me to free me of the debt and give me a future... you guys know him he is a good guy and I cannot be in better hands. Jeremy.... thank you.... yes I accept". She smiled hugging her father tightly and smiled, " I am not a little girl anymore father, don't worry about me". She then walked to her mother and hugged her, she waa saying how much she was sorry to Jessica wich just&nbsp; shook her head, " Even if there was no cure and only a slim chance I would had done the same, as you would had". She smiled and walked to her room to get a few of her things then went back with a bagpack full of stuff, " lets go...Master".
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				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 05:38:30</strong>
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				As Jeremy went up to her room with her to help her pack some of her things, he noticed something in her closet. Something he never would have seen because she always kept the door to it closed, a box of magazines that he immediately recognized because his parents had a subscription to it.<br><br>Pulling out the box, he noticed that she had every issue&nbsp; for nearly five years in the closet. “Well now, what's this?”<br><br>Then noticing the box of toys, he looked at his friend, slave, and girlfriend (he added absently) with a curious look on his face.
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				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 05:57:22</strong>
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				Her heart went cold when she saw him look at her pile of magazines, she had every issue of the bondage magazine in that box next to her toy box, " w...where did you find that... well yea not usw hiding it anymore I have every collection for the past three years". She shrugged and sigh kneeling next to him and taking her box of toys, "better take this too I don't want to give my parents any more surprises. She placed her toys on her.bag and sigh, her cheeks turning bright red in embarrasment. " aw comon I am sure you have your playboys in your room". She smiled as she sighed " take them if you want" they were in perfect condition and safe inside a plastic bag with no dust in them".
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				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 06:10:47</strong>
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				Jeremy shook his head and closed the box. “Why? When my father has every copy for the last twenty years? But we'll take them with us to keep your parents from getting them. I'm not upset, just a bit surprised is all. I never guessed you were into bondage.”<br><br>With that he started looking through the box of toys, most were typical but something in the box grabbed his attention. A pair of black vibrating latex panties. Smiling he noticed they had a wireless controller. Stepping up to her, he pulled her close for a slow passionate kiss, after a long moment he broke it before saying, “I've wanted to do that for a while. But I want you to change into a skirt and put these on.”<br><br>He had no idea that they were about two sizes too small and cut into her skin when she wore them.
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				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 06:26:31</strong>
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				She gasped as she was suddenly pulled into a a deep kiss. She could melt by the intensity of the kiss. When he broke the kiss she whimpered a bit and shrugged ," those panties are old, they will do more harm than good since they can cut me if I movr too much... but i have a idea". She walked to her underwear closet and&nbsp; pulled ouy a pair of old panties. She then removed her.pants showing a small trimmed bush on her pubic region. She walked to the toybox and grabbed two vibrators, he moanedas she pushed the first one in her pussy and the other in her ass and then put on her panties and a skirt. She moaned a bit and then gave him two remote controls no wires and smiled, "they are weird to walk in but they do the same thing".
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				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 22:15:56</strong>
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				Jeremy nodded as he folded up the box with all of her toys and carried it downstairs before putting it in the back of his 2102 Skylark. He was surprised that the stupid thing still ran. He knew he'd have to take it in to get repaired after he got back from taking Jess home. Once he had all of her stuff in the car, he staked his claim on her one more time by pulling her into a slow, deep kiss in front of her parents before finally breaking it off and said, “You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that. We can see about coming back to get the rest of your belongings later. But we need to get your debt paid and all the legalize done before we can head to my place.”<br><br>“Go ahead and say good bye to your parents right quick while I go start the car. Don't take too long.” said Jeremy with a smile as he spike the egg in her ass to it's highest setting while turning the one in her pussy to it's second to lowest setting.
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				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 22:24:52</strong>
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				She nodded and sigh as he went out of the house. Taking a deep breath she walked to her parents and hugged them tightly, both of them began to cry as she&nbsp; tried not to cry with them. After a couple of minutes she kissed both of them goodbye and sighed walking in a bit of a weird way to his car and getting on the passenger seat. Groaning as both of the dildos pushed in deep on both of the holes. Smiling she looked at him and kissed his cheek, "L...Let's go finish this, after today I am your slave..... should I call you master or Jeremy". She giggled and kissed his cheek cuddling up against his arm.&nbsp; Smiling she moved away and sigh handing him the letter telling him all the information about the doubt. She sigh and buckled up her seat belt and looked at him. "Tell me something Jeremy.... I know that for the next two years I am yours, but what will happen after the two years are over. Do you really think we can just go back to be normal? let's speak the truth, we will most likely fall in love wich I have nothing wrong with that.... because I love you already, always did and always will, I am just nervous about what will happen".
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				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 22:36:16</strong>
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				Jeremy looked at her and said, “I hadn't thought that far down the road. But I think perhaps for the time being things will go like this. Legally you're my slave to do with as I please within the boundaries of the laws laid out by the ASI. But in reality you're my Girlfriend and lover... and maybe my kinky collared slave.”<br><br>Smiling he kissed the top of her head before continuing, “Then at the end of those two years, if you still feel the same way you do now, maybe marriage could be in our foreseeable future?”<br><br>As he spoke he drove along, stopping at the DCA, he used the card his father had issued him to pay for Jessica's debt. Then as things settled out and he got the package with all of her injections, he leaned down and kissed her as he lifted her shirt and bra, exposing her full breasts. Into which he applied the hypospray, which gave her the nanite injection, the birth control serum, and the various immunizaions she needed.<br><br>Breaking the kiss, he said, “Take your top and bra off. I want the world to see that I have the sexiest woman alive by my side. Besides which, they're lovely and you shouldn't be hiding them.”
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				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 22:44:28</strong>
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				Jessy smiled and nodded, "I... I would be honored to marry you hun, thank you so much". She hugged him tightly as she smiled and sigh moving away. The road was clear of cars only the people passing by were seen. As they got into the DCA she was asked the usual questions, she answered them all without lying and she looked at the person who greeted them and smiled nodding and then watching him pay. After they went back in the car she was surprised from his kiss, the kiss felt to her like it wanted to melt her down, she relaxed in the kiss as she felt her top and bra being pulled up, she did not fought or said anything. As he broke the kiss she looked at him placing her the injection and she rubbed her breasts a bit to get the feeling back. As he asked her to take her shirt and bra off she hesitated for a minute but then took a deep breath and removed her shirt and bra revealing a nice set of D breasts. People around stared at her and she just looked down as her cheek went red with shame. Her eyes looked at him as she grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her breast, "I am yours now, these and everything about me is yours, I am your slave now and I love the fact that you want to be my husband. I will do my best not to displease you....master". She smiled kissing him with passion as she broke the kiss and smirked at him, "thanks".
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				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 22:52:07</strong>
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				Grinning as she took one of his hands and put it on her breast, he gave it a fair squeeze before he let go and raised her chin. “Then take some pride in being a beautiful woman and&nbsp; don't bow your head in shame. I'm fairly certain by the time things are all said and done we'll have done some things together that neither of us had considered doing before now. It's the nature of having near absolute power over another human being.”<br><br>With that he pinched and twisted one of her nipples before hurrying back to his house. Parking the car, he got out and helping her out of the car, said, “I don't want to wait. Here on the car or upstairs in the bedroom?”<br><br>Then pulled her to him, his hands going to her buttocks, lifting her up so her legs went around his waist. She could feel his evident erection pressing against her body.
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				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 22:57:58</strong>
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				She groaned a bit as she felt the squeeze on her breast. After he moved his hands out she looked at him and took a deep breath before lifting her face up and looking at the people looking at her. She still felt strange, she had never been naked in front of anybody, and now she was almost naked in front of him and he had control over her freedom, the entire idea just sent shivers down her spine but she better trust him because she loved him. As they arrived at his house she got out of the car and gasped as he picked her up, her legs went around his waist as she felt a pair of hands on her ass. Smiling she kissed him back and looked at him, "I don't care either way.... you are the master I would love to please you everywhere you want". She grinned and kissed his mouth as her tongue entered her mouth and played with his, her hands holding on him as she felt his erection pressing against her, smirking she bit his lower lip and kissed him again for a long kiss that she waited for so long.
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				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 23:20:32</strong>
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				Returning her kiss whole heartedly, he reached down and ripped the lace panties off her body letting the vibrating egg drop out of her wet pussy and into his hand, which he tossed back into the car as he sat her down on the hood of his car as he broke off the kiss long enough to frantically&nbsp; undo his pants, letting them drop to his knees, along with his briefs, standing there with his long hard erection in hand, he moved forward, placing himself at the entrance of her pussy and kissing her once more rammed himself deeply into her. Pulling her closer so he could push a bit further into her. He felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her channel and stopped before he started working up a rhythm.<br><br>He hated to admit it but he knew he wasn't going to last entirely too long. He'd been worked up for too long and he had lusted after her for so long that it would be almost a mercy to his loins to blow his load inside her. But he did his best to hold on.<br><br>“Damn.... I'm.. not.... gonna last.... long.” panted Jeremy as he felt his face flush with embarrassment. He didn't want to seem like the kind of guy who just popped early, since that was anything but the case.
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				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 23:27:29</strong>
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				She moaned as she felt him rip her panties apart, not that she cared since those were old panties. As the vibrators went out of her pussy she groaned and then felt something cold and hard on her bum. Moaning she groaned as she felt him pushing in deep inside her pussy, blood coming out of her pussy indicating that she was a virgin, "fuck....." She groaned as she felt him push in and out of her pussy then felt his cock pulsating, her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she smiled and looked at him, she knew he had a crush on her ever since they were friends and so did she. She reserved herself to when they would have sex together and she could not imagine a better way to do it than there. Moaning she looked at him and nodded, "Cum for me baby..... Cum for your slave".
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				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 01:01:49</strong>
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				Jeremy realized that this was indeed love as she wasn't ridiculing him for not being able to last. He could see it in her eyes. This was just something to take the edge off for both of them and somehow they both knew it. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close as he pushed himself deeply into her and then groaned as he dumped everything into her. He wasn't a virgin.... that was a byproduct of his parents wanting him thoroughly educated. So they'd bought a slave for the express purpose of training him sexually.<br><br>Kissing her tenderly, but still passionately as he gasped for breath he said, “Next time will be better. I promise.”<br><br>Holding her to him still with her legs wrapped around him, he went over to the lift up to his new area of living. Which the slaves of the house had already moved all of his things into the new suite, and true to form his father already had the new Holographic Bondage suite platform for him. Moving into the bedroom, he set her down before pulling out of her. Smiling at her, he pulled out the blindfold he'd pocketed from her stuff.<br><br>Putting it on her, he then pulled her skirt and shoes off, leaving her gloriously naked. Tying her body out firmly on his.... their bed. He went down to the car and pulled out her box of toys and came back upstairs. Pulling out a pair of nipple clamps, he applied them to her aroused nipples before he found himself forced to order a thick vibrating dildo. As it arrived via teleportation order, he opened it and lubed it up before ramming it forcefully into her pussy before turning it on to it's highest setting. Leaning in, he kissed her once more before saying, “I'm going to leave you to your little new friend while I get cleaned up and do a quick inventory of your things before either of us forget. Then I'll come back to see how horny you've become.”
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				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 01:27:26</strong>
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				She gasped and hugged him tight as she felt her pussy being filled up with his cum. The force of his orgasm was great and she moaned as she feels her pussy quickly filling up, the hot sticky liquid all inside her. After he was done she giggled as she was lifted on the air and escorted to his house. Resting her head on his shoulder she hummed and did not let go as he placed her back on the bed. Whimpering as he moved away she felt a cloth covering her eyes quickly blocking her sight. Her hands and feet were then tied to the edge of the bed placing her on a X position.<br><br>Feeling totally exposed she bit her lower lip as there was silence for a couple of minutes then she felt a pressure on her nipples. Groaning she knew the pressure were nipple clamps, she had never felt those before but if she moved even a little bit they will move and send shivers down her spine so she decided just to stay quiet. She panted as she felt the clamps making pressure on her nipples as they hurt a bit with each passing minute.<br><br>Feeling a pressure on her pussy she screamed out as something was shoved inside her folds. Whatever it was it started vibrating a lot and she squirmed and moaned on his bed. As she heard him she shook her head, "D...dont leave me here.... ah God....". She groaned biting her lower lip as she tried to relax and not cum but it was proving to be rather difficult. As she tried to move the bindings on her arms and legs held her in place, he had disappeared but she had no idea where he was. Panting and groaning she gasped as she felt her orgasm rising up and exploding, her back arched up as she started cumming hard on the toy. However as she came the toy did not stopped and she cummed again after a short time. She moaned out loud and groaned trying to push the dildo out of her but it stayed, most likely had studs that would kept it in place until he removed it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 22:58:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy took only a few minutes to bring up her stuff and watch as she began to orgasm on the toy repeatedly as he took inventory of her belongings before packing away those things she wouldn't need and putting them in storage before sending off the inventory listing to the DCA. Then finished stripping off his own clothes before he climbed into the bed with Jessica, pressing his body into hers as he kissed her slowly as he enjoyed the feel of her body quivering under his as he kissed her.<br><br>Breaking it after a few long moments, he began to slowly kiss and lock his way down her body, biting gently at her skin on occasion as he moved across her body. Finally, reaching her stomach he kissed a large spiralling circle around her belly button until he reached her breasts and the nipple clamps, which he removed with his teeth, spitting them to the side he licked and suckled gently at her breasts before sitting up and just caressing her skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 23:05:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had cummed a couple of times before she felt his gentle touch. Moaning she felt him kissing her body, her little stomach being kissed by him as he went up and suddenly there was a sharp pain on her nipples then the cold air hitting them. She groaned as her nipple was sucked and licked gently and with care. Her mind was fuzzy as the toy continued to vibrate inside her pussy. Moaning out loud she arched her back and cummed one more time. She was very tired and wanted to relax, "I... I cannot stand it anymore Jeremy.... please remove the dildo it starting to hurt please". She moaned as she felt his kiss on her mouth once again, she melt in his kiss as she kissed him back and moaned&nbsp; trying to push the pussy out with her walls and her struggling. Moaning she felt as he broke the kiss and tried to beg him to remove her dildo with whimpers and moans. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 23:32:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy smiled as he shifted further down the bed as he turned the vibrations of the dildo down until they were nearly non-existant. Then took the restaints holding her legs and shifted them so he was practically folding her in half before attaching them to the head of the bed, then took out a small injection like tool and slowly pushed it into her ass and injected some lube before pulling out and squeezing some of it out on her puckered hole.<br><br>Setting the lube gun down, he repositioned himself and slowly pushed his cock into her ass until just the head of his cock was buried in her ass. Stopping, he carefully leaned forward so she could hear him whisper, “Do you want this to hurt? Do you want me to just <em>take</em> your ass? I know you're into bondage. Do you want to explore the rougher side of things? Or do you want me to go slow and easy for now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 23:38:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She groaned as she felt the vibrations slowly go down and down until it stopped. Panting she smiled and sigh, "Thank you master". Then she felt her legs being brought up and tied to the holders were the hands were tied making her ass being up in the air. She groaned as she felt him push something cold in her ass, she did not knew what it was but the liquid made it clear after, it was lubrication he was about to take her in the ass. Groaning she nodded at him, "please be rough with me master, do whatever you wish to me and make me your slut and slave". Smiled and groaned as the head of his cock was pushed inside her hole popping in without much trouble, obviously she trained at least anally. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 00:07:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremy kissed her then rammed his long hard cock deep into her ass. He didn't stop until she had taken the entire length of him into her ass. He knew it hurt, but she wanted it that way. And to a degree he wanted it that way too. He wanted to claim her. Fuck her senseless and make her beg for more.<br><br>So as soon as he was fully buried in her depths, he started jackhammering in and out of her ass, fully intent on pounding her through the bed and into the floor. He realized that he was really getting into this whole Master/slave thing. He wondered to a degree if it was genetic. Since he knew his parents had a M/s relationship.<br><br>Sitting up he continued to drive him cock in and out of her tight ass as he began to slap her asscheeks firmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Instituted Slavery (Acid Lips and Pockets)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 00:16:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She groaned as he pushed in deep on her ass. She screamed as he started to ram her harshly and without any break. Blood coming out of her ass she proved she was never been fucked before. She moaned at him and groaned at him, "Please sir... fuck me harder oh god.... I am about to break apart it hurts so much". She groaned as she begins to feel the pain slowly turn into pleasure. Grabbing the edge of the bed she moaned and groaned feeling her pussy begin to quiver as her orgasm was slowly building. Moaning she smiled and tried to push back but in her position she could not move that much. Moaning out loud she smiled and tried to relax as he fucked her senseless.
			</dd>
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