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Yeahme
1 hour ago
Straight Male, 65
0 miles · Edinburgh

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My True Odyssey Of Slavery And Submission 4

My True story of how my life as a slave started

In all my wildest dreams, I could not have imagined that pain could bring so much pleasure! I had always thought that the two sensations were separate and apart – one could not lead to the other. But I was so wrong. Over the years to come, I would experience much worse pain which would lead to euphoric pleasure but for now, I could only remember what it felt like when Panek’s cock stretched my ass as he fucked me. However...

My True Odyssey Of Slavery And Submission 3

My True story of how my life as a slave started

I was completely in love! Me, a simple young Polish girl was infatuated with an older sophisticated and, in my eyes, perfect man. The age difference did not bother me (he was almost 50 to my 22) – in fact I had always been attracted to older men. I just wanted more and more of Him - Renaud - all the time!We met a few more times in that empty and secluded bar over the next few months – He didn’t want to risk meeting too of...

My True Odyssey Of Slavery And Submission 2

My True story of how my life as a slave started

Was It was a test? It had to be a test. Why else would he leave me here, spreadeagled and naked on the cold tiled floor? He wanted to see if I would do as I was told. My head was spinning with emotions but the rest of my body knew exactly what it thought of the situation. I was incredibly aroused. Slipping my fingers between my legs, they came up soaking wet. This only added to my confusion. Why was I so aroused? Was it t...

My True Odyssey of Slavery and Submission

My true story of how my life as a slave started

    It was 2003 – with the promise of a bright new millennium- and I felt my life was going nowhere. I was 22 and although I was working in my home country, Poland was not yet in the European Union with the opportunities that this afforded. I wanted, no, I needed to escape! My job was boring, but not as mind-numbingly boring as my love life. I had a boyfriend that seemed to only care about his own gratification and put no...