Passing the Baton 2; Lila's Story
Copyright© 2010 by Polecat
Chapter 1: Marching orders
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 1: Marching orders - Did anyone wonder what happened to Lila? This is her story. Please read "Passing the Baton" first, or it will make no sense. Warning: Very dark but romantic story and contains snuff. You've been warned.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Reluctant BiSexual Heterosexual BDSM DomSub MaleDom Rough Sadistic Torture Snuff Interracial White Female Oral Sex Anal Sex Fisting Slow Caution
Lila watched, on her knees, the limo taking her former master, Juggy, and his new slave away. Her eyes, clouded by tears, lost sight of the car long before it disappeared behind a curve on the road. Kneeling by the side of her new master, she tried to gather her strength to face the, hopefully, short weeks that remained in her young life. Al-Mansour's voice brought her back to reality.
"Strip, slave, and kneel before me."
Lila, obediently, removed her former master's livery and knelt nude before the gross, obese form of Al-Mansour; she tried to keep her eyes fixed on the grass in front of her, but tears kept obscuring her sight. Try as she might, she could not keep them from overflowing her eyelids and flowing down her face.
"Do you know what will happen to you?" Al-Mansour asked.
"I shall be tortured and, eventually, killed," she stammered.
The sheik rubbed his oily face, "Hmmm; you are well trained, it seems."
"Let's see how well," he said, excited.
Lila lifted her eyes to see his new master's face, "Yes sir?"
He claps his hands. Immediately a beautiful, plump girl, clad in his dark yellow livery, ran out of the house and knelt at his feet. He addressed her:
"Aisha: Show Lila the way to the basement," he paused, "on the way, make love to her; give her a nice, orgasm."
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