Viciously Immoral
by wrulf
Copyright© 2022 by wrulf
Fantasy Sex Story: A slave gets punished.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction BDSM Humiliation Gang Bang Anal Sex .
The white, dominant and 36-y/o Damien considered that the sexual incompatibility involved in his divorce to be unfortunate, though when buying Zarina - a blonde, 33-y/o slave - at an auction, the first thing he noticed about her was her large bust, with her proving to have a high tolerance for pain.
During her teenaged years, however, she’d rejected her father treating her like a princess. That’d resulted in her acquiring some depraved desires which Damien exploited since he belonged to a ‘Net-group, ‘KinkCentral.’
One Wednesday evening in June after he’d accessed it, he found a swarthy, young man’s nude picture and a message: - ‘I’m Abdul. I’m a single, 27-y/o immigrant from Saudi Arabia. I also am a SM/BD-expert and have a dungeon in my basement. I live in Cherry Grove and am looking for submissive females to abuse. Send replies to masterabdul@yahoo. com.’
‘Perfect,’ Damien thought while attaching her nude to his response: - ‘Hello. I’m Damien and this Zarina whom I own. She’s viciously immoral and needs you to punish her. I live 20 miles from you and would like to arrange a meeting for this Saturday afternoon.’
Abdul answered: - ‘I rarely compliment bitches but must say that Zarina’s quite sexy. Saturday afternoon at 3 would be fine. My address is 534 Blossom Lane.’
Damien then typed: - ‘We’ll be there.’
At 2:45, he commanded her to wear a short dress. boots, and a collar around her neck. They got in his and he drove to Abdul’s house.
‘I’m Damien and this is Zarina,’ he said.
‘I’m Abdul,’ the younger stud replied then asked, ‘How are you, fuck-hole?’
‘I’m good,’ Zarina responded.
‘Okay,’ Abdul said as he fastened a leash to the collar and towed her downstairs to his dimly-lit basement.
‘Are you ready for dehumanization?’ he questioned her.
‘Yes, I am,’ Zarina replied,
‘We’ll see. Undress,’ Abdul ordred.
She did, before he placed clamps on her nipples and twat-lips.
‘You’re decorating her with jewelry, are you?’ Damian smiled.
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