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Her site is not free
"Amy" <coolbaby1978@hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:a3d8b2ff.0412030224.1e7b1638@posting.google.com...
> THE SLAVE FARM
> by Maliia Kanaulahu
> (From Maliia.com, original bdsm stories, photos, videos. Its like no
> other site on Earth)
>
> Its a nice sunny day, Maliia and I are out for a drive. I'm driving
> and she is sitting next to me as we ride along in the country. We are
> chatting and my right hand is in her pussy fingering her firm clit,
> while she uses her hand to finger my pussy. It's a great day in the
> country the sun is shining and all. Then all of the sudden the car
> starts acting up and finally sputters to a stop. Before we get out of
> the car our lips meet in a long french kiss probing each others mouths
> with our tongues. So it is not a complete loss...
>
> We get out and are looking under the hood. Really dumb as neither of
> us know what to do. Then we see another car coming. It stops and a
> young looking girl offers to help. She says she lives just up the
> road. She offers to take us to her house. There we can call a tow
> truck to tow our car. We accept the offer and climb into her car .
> After several miles we turn into a long winding driveway and end up in
> front of a very large house set far into the woods. There is also a
> large barn at the rear of the house. She invites us in to wait for
> the wrecker. She offers us a drink of cold lemonade as it is quite
> warm outside and we accept her offer. The cold drink quenches our
> thirst. Then suddenly the world around us becomes blurry and black.
> We pass out!! The drinks were drugged.
>
> When I awake, I am naked, hanging from hooks by my wrists, with my
> feet spread wide apart. My little rings, I have small tasteful rings
> in my labia and nipples, hang down exposed. A heavy leather collar has
> been secured around my necks. This collars has several large rings
> placed around the circumference. A large ball gag is in my mouth
> stretching my lips painfully wide. Waist cincher belts have been
> tightened on to shrink my small waists even smaller. The belts also
> have rings attached.
>
> As our eyes meet, I see you are similarly imprisoned. We both look
> around the room and see their are several other naked females walking
> or sitting in the large room. They all have collars, waist belts, and
> cuffs on similar to ours. Sitting leisurely at the far end of the
> room is a very beautiful woman dressed all in black leather. She has
> 6" heels, a skirt, and a bra all of black leather. She has long
> flowing black hair. All the black causes her white skin to shone like
> a neon light. When she sees us move she smiles and leisurely
> approaches us. She walks around us admiring and feeling the private
> parts or our bodies. She orders two of the other girls to kneel
> between our spread legs and lick our now wet pussies. When the girls
> have licked us to a couple of cums, she proceeds to inform us that now
> we are hers. She is MISTRESS TONYA and she owns this farm. We are
> now her property and will be trained to serve her needs. All the
> girls here are owned by her and they obey her every wishes. Eventually
> sh tell us, we too will come to love her. We are encouraged to cum
> quickly as it may be a long while before we are allowed that pleasure
> again. When we both cum again in the faces of our cunt lickers she
> orders them to stop! We sag in our restraints. The slaves now clean
> up our spendings, and return to their corner to watch us.
>
> Mistress Tonya then walks back over to us. She holds up two large
> conical butt plugs before our eyes. for us. They are really quite
> large. They have very long thick strands of hair sticking out of the
> ends. She walks around to our rears and pushes these plugs into our
> poor little ass holes. Then she inflates them to secure the things in
> our butts. Now we both have a tail. She walks back in front of us and
> looks at our small nipple rings. She yanks them out and brutally
> installs larger heavier rings in our poor now sore nipples.. She
> bends down and looks at our clit rings. She pulls them out and sticks
> larger heavier rings there as well. She then reaches up to your face
> with her slim right hand. She grabs your chin and admires your cute
> face. She seems interested in your nose. Then taking a thick sharp
> needle and holding your cheeks secure, she proceeds to pierce your
> nose cartilage inside the openings. You try to murmur and move but
> she has done this before. Leisurely she leaves the needle in thenewly
> bored opening and goes for something. She returns and places a large
> ring in your nose. It hangs down over your upper lip and in front of
> your mouth. She then comes to me. It is worse as I know what is
> coming and try to twist away. Nothing helps, she does the same thing
> to my. Through tear stained eyes I see her standing there admiring
> her handy work
>
> She then tells us, she has one more procedure for us. She picks up an
> iron rod from a smoking braiser and comes over to me. It is a
> branding iron. Smiling into my eyes she brands her initials into my
> right ass cheek. It hurts like hell and now I am balling. After she is
> done with you I see she had placed a big 'MT ' on each of our right
> but cheeks. She then goes back to the braiser and returns with
> another iron.. as we hang there exhausted she brands a big #'36' into
> smooth white flesh of our left ass cheeks. We try to squirm and but
> the bonds hold. We scream, but the gags prevent even that. We get the
> same number, she informs us because she intends to keep us bound to
> together as a matched pair.
>
> End Part 1
>
> Part II to be posted soon, or to read it now, go to maliia.com
> (http://www.maliia.com) where the full story is always available along
> with hundreds of other original stories, photos, videos and real
> experiences of bdsm, fetish, watersports and hot asian sluts. Don't
> worry, its not a pay site or a scam either. Just a real Hawaiian
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