Slave | Slavery
The Blowjob Competition
Your locked up against a chair. Leather restraints on your wrists, holding you comfortably in place. Your legs, strapped wide. Naked and vulnerable as a slave girl kneels between your legs, her lips resting against your cock. Waiting for the command of her Mistress to start sucking your cock, eager to prove she gives the very best blowjob. Her Mistress is the other part of the team, whispering in your ear, seeing how quickly she can make you pop.
Office Sex Slave
Pick a picture. Any picture, with a face and a slutty pose. No exposed tits, pussy or ass though. Keep it in front of you and remember... you aren't allowed to look anywhere else.
Orgasmic Command
Feeling denied? Don't worry honey, you do get to cum tonight. Just so long as you cum how and when I say so. If you cannot cum exactly on my command - that's ok! Keep in mind that this is a training series, and it wouldn't be training if you were already perfect. Don't worry, you WILL be perfect, it might just take some special conditioning... Schedule Tomorrow, you return to the frustrations of "Orgasmic Denial". Overmorrow, you will continue on to "Orgasmic Intensity"...
Wedding Night Surprise
Oh Honey... I'm so glad we are finally wed. We can finally have that wedding night we've been talking about, that you have been saving yourself for. There's just this one thing... I'm not really a virgin. Or religious. In fact, I'm a dominatrix, and I've decided to turn you into my perfect slave.
Wash finds religion
I've always been a fan of firefly, and I was always hoping Saffron would take things a bit... further with some of the crew. Here Saffron makes her way to the front of the ship, to take over Wash's mind and make him pilot the ship where she wants to go.
The Links Of My Chain Induction
You see your slave here before you, kneeling at your feet, naked, save for your collar around her neck. A slave now seeking up with pleading eyes, hoping to meet your gaze, as you begin to fondle the links of their chain. Her soft voice drifting to your ears on begging words, desiring for you to sink deeper, to make them yours. And as you look down, down at your adoring slave, your eyes catch upon hers, sliding into their very heart and soul.
Master, I love you, I need you, I crave you...
Let me follow you wherever you lead.
Do what you will with me.
Please.
I need your dominance, your hand on my neck.
Please, I need you...
Listen to my need for you.