Slave of the Outcast
Copyright© 2011 by sonyaesperanto
Chapter 14
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 14 - A boy from Manchester returns to his hometown, after his mom inherits his grandparents' second house. The boy does not know that the past will soon come back to haunt him, in ways he never dreamed of.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Consensual Blackmail Slavery Heterosexual BDSM FemaleDom Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture Oral Sex Anal Sex Sex Toys
Charles managed to get back his home without waking up his mother. He quickly crept up into his bedroom. Once he was inside his bedroom, he set his alarm clock up. His life changed tonight. He was no longer a free man. Tonight he began his new life as a slave. As Ivy's slave.
While Charles was laying on his bed, under the blanket, he thought of Ivy and that entire night. He hated the fact that he was her slave and how she won against him.
If only I listened to Brady. If only I did not go near that cliff's edge, Charles telling himself.
Before Charles knew it, he grabbed some tissue off his tissue box and started masturbating over his own bed. A part of him liked the fact that Ivy was his Mistress and he was her slave. He was masturbating, stroking his cock over some tissue papers, fantasizing on how she had humiliated and used him tonight.
He was remembering how she was making him lick her foot, her ass and how she tied him up. He even imagined her doing this to him right there in public. In front of a crowd at a diner's. Inside his mom's own shop, while customers were just standing there and watching Ivy degrading him like this.
Eventually Charles masturbated until he jacked off too much and had to wipe his cock clean. He had already cummed enough back at Ivy's. Five minutes after cleaning himself up, he went to bed. Two minutes after his head hit the pillow, he just fell asleep. Once asleep, his mind started dreaming. He was dreaming of the many different ways that he was going to be humiliated. By Ivy.
Back at Ivy's
Ivy was inside Megan's bedroom. Megan's bedroom was just as large as Ivy's. Ivy, Megan and Katherine were sat in front of the large near cinema-sized screen. The bedroom lights were off. It was already 2AM in the morning and all three girls were watching The Exorcist, which was the highest grossing horror film on cinema record.
"So you understand this Megan. He is not just my slave. I actually still have feelings for that guy. He is an asshole but he is my asshole. He is my personal slave. You know what that means. He caters to my personal needs. If I shared him with you, or let anyone else touch him, it would be like I am sharing my underwear with you. Or sharing the same condom as you. I am sure you understand that. I mean you wouldn't want us to share the same tissue paper or the same toilet paper that one of us had just sued to wipe our own ass, do you!!" Ivy making her point.
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