Slavery Stories

I was listening to the radio and heard that song from the Beach Boys. Somehow, I don't think my take is quite their take. The title says it. I thought I would give my rather perverted twist to this somewhat overdone genre.

Irene is cursed to obey everyone who orders her to do something...including her little brother.

A Story in DB_Story's Sequels Universe
Based on a Usenet story from 2002, this is a very different offering from my usual fare, and do mind all the codes here because I mean every one of them! A man purchases a robot programmed for BDSM, and gets everything he ordered '" and more! This is written as a parallel story to the original, as told from the robot's POV. See Author's Note introduction for more details, including links to the original story posting that inspired this one.

Jim has lived alone for many years. For more years than he cares to remember. The past is closed to him, too painful for him to go there. Then a friend from that time contacts him and asks for a favour. Could Jim take someone in for him? Jim is reluctant, but his friend is desperate, so Jim agrees. Then she arrives.

Amanda is in love with Jenny. Both are in a troubled family. Amanda’s mom is dead, and her father owes a lot of money to a bookie. Jenny's Dad is an alcoholic and a pervert. Amanda will do anything to protect them both.

A tale of a young son who wants to fuck his mother but ends up enslaving her and finally getting her pregnant.

At 14, Danny should have aged out to a work program in the 1870s from Eli Phillips's Iowa farm orphanage, but Eli takes too much sexual pleasure from the boy. While Eli is absent, his wife, Sarah, sells Danny to male brothel suppliers Meachem and Grant to take Danny west. Danny's goal is California, so he willingly goes with them and serves the men they sell his body to. Landing in Colorado, he's short of his goal, wanting to go to the coast and a man who will love and protect him.

My wife had a dream. THE DREAM. A dream that caused a change in our very lives and introduced me to BDSM unlike anything I’d ever imagined, once we began living it. Who knew that humiliation and denial could take so many shapes or that it could be a 24/7 lifestyle choice? Who knew that it could turn a sexy yet repressed, lazy, bitchy female into a wanton slut! Certainly not our family both immediate and extended...