A little about myself: I was born in 1969 to a woman who was seventeen at the time. My father has been in and out of my life and absent for the last twenty years. I have three step-siblings, all from different Fathers. I lost my virginity and got pregnant all at the same time during a U2 concert in 1987. My first husband, Gerry, who was a friend of my older brother, lifted my skirt and fucked me to the rhythm of the music...

The coast off of the North African Ottoman provinces of Algiers, Tunis, Tripoli, and Morocco in 1803 was as dangerous a place as anywhere on earth. It was known as the Barbary Coast and was a very lucrative business for Pirates. Capturing merchant ships and enslaving or ransoming their crews provided the rulers of these nations with wealth and naval power. Although the majority of pirates in history have been men, there w...

I just returned from a year at college and a year of study abroad. I’m Joey, twenty years old and had a nineteen-year-old French girlfriend, Yvonne. I hadn’t seen my family in almost two years. My folks have separated, and my eighteen-year-old sister Karen and I were to spend the summer with Mom. My girlfriend Yvonne would spend two weeks with me in a few weeks, and I was looking forward to her visit! As it turned out, ho...

The boss I rang the doorbell at three o'clock in the afternoon. Shortly afterward, a voice sounded from the intercom: "Yes...?" "Hello boss, it's me, Lukas Hartmann," I said. "Come on up, third floor." The door opener buzzed and I climbed the stairs. I felt uneasy. She opened the door. "Lukas, come in." She closed the door behind me and then walked ahead into the large eat-in kitchen. Her clothes irritated me. I knew her...

My property’s orgasms belong to me. It’s that simple. She relinquished that power the moment you consented to this Master/slave dynamic. I edge her for days just to make her squirt halfway across the room. I force her into an endless string of orgasms because wearing her out makes me smile and she loves it. Seeing her motionless and babbling gibberish brings me joy. I admit this power corrupts me. I stumble through the st...

I will have harmony in the harem. The girls know this from the day they arrive. I know better than to require perfect pitch. There will always be competition, petty jealousy and idle bitchiness when sex slaves are held in close quarters. Where punishments are plentiful and favours are few, some competition is inevitable. But every girl within these stone walls must cooperate smoothly, whatever her personal relationships,...

I rolled over and opened my eyes, expecting to see Daddy's handsome, restful face, but I snapped awake when I saw that resting on his pillow instead was the thick, wooden frat paddle. I blinked awake and ran my hand over its smooth surface. Daddy rarely used it on me and I did a quick memory scan to try to find some infraction that would warrant punishment with it. I felt I had been good lately. I had done my chores and m...

The year was 1888. My name was Sebastian but I was now called Sissy since I was taken a slave. My father’s merchant ship was captured and sunk by the pirate crew of the Black Bess. I alone was saved for Captain Booth's pleasure. He was an escaped convict from the prison island of Australia. He was a huge beast of a black man, dark ebony skin stretched tight over enormous muscles that bulged everywhere. He towered over eve...

When the doorbell rang, I was in a bra and panties on all fours in the kitchen, scrubbing the floor. The young delivery man's eyes dilated slightly when I opened the door, but all he said was, "Delivery for Krystenah." The box under his arm was small and square, but I jumped up in excitement. I am a sucker for packages and presents. I took the box in both hands after he told me to have a good one and looked down my body a...

There was a slight knock on the partially open door before his secretary pushed the door open and entered carrying a gift. “This was delivered for you, Mr. Hart,” she said with a smirk on her face. She placed it on his desk and left his office. Nate, born Nathaniel Philip Hart IV, was a prominent, third generation, attorney. Very stoic, confident and conservative in his double breasted suit and monogrammed cuffed shirt. T...