John's Slavery - Page 24

daredaredare · 09-18-2008, 01:03 PM

John was a seventeen year old male, with relatively long brown hair, and a slight build to him. He had friends, just like anyone else. He smoked a little pot, drank a little, just like every other teenager. What made him different is, he had an intense desire to be owned. To be humiliated. To be told what a bad little slave he is. He shared this desire with a few girls he had hooked up with, but it never got taken further then tying each other up. Honestly, he wasn't sure how far he would take it in real life, it never really occurred to him that one day he could actually be a 24/7 slave. But he woke up one day free, and that night, he fell asleep naked and in handcuffs, next to his new master, a girl he barely knew before that day.

It started just like any other day. John woke up, got dressed, and went to school. In school he chilled out and pretended to pay attention in class. Then at lunch a girl sat next to him to talk to some of her friends at his table named Marie. Marie was about 5'3, with nice tits and an even nicer ass. Their school had a uniform, and her skirt was always extremely short, and it showed off her long legs. She was skinny, but not too skinny, just perfect.

She tapped Johns shoulder and started to talk to only him "Hey john, you look damn cute today."

John was confused, and amazed. This hot girl was randomly complimenting him, when he barely knew her. He thought of how to respond, and decided to take a risk "Thanks, you look hot, just like you do everyday"

"Do you really mean that?" she asked in an innocent way.

"Of course."

".... Thats perfect." She grinned almost mischievously, "Want to meet up after school?"

"Yeah sure, what do you wanna do?"

"You'll see." She laughed. She told john to call her when he got to his car after school. She then tore a bit of paper, took out a pen, and wrote her number on it. She then slipped the paper deep into John's pocket. As she pulled her hand out, she slowed it down and lightly grazed over John's slightly erect dick. She smiled afterward as if nothing happened. Did she even mean to do that? Did she even know she did? Did she notice that John was getting turned on by her?

"You better call me, John" She said, and she got up and sat with someone else.

As she walked away, John watched her perfect ass and thought of just how much he wanted her.

09-18-2008, 01:03 PM	#1
daredaredare Senior Member Join Date: Sep 2007 Posts: 199	John's Slavery John was a seventeen year old male, with relatively long brown hair, and a slight build to him. He had friends, just like anyone else. He smoked a little pot, drank a little, just like every other teenager. What made him different is, he had an intense desire to be owned. To be humiliated. To be told what a bad little slave he is. He shared this desire with a few girls he had hooked up with, but it never got taken further then tying each other up. Honestly, he wasn't sure how far he would take it in real life, it never really occurred to him that one day he could actually be a 24/7 slave. But he woke up one day free, and that night, he fell asleep naked and in handcuffs, next to his new master, a girl he barely knew before that day. It started just like any other day. John woke up, got dressed, and went to school. In school he chilled out and pretended to pay attention in class. Then at lunch a girl sat next to him to talk to some of her friends at his table named Marie. Marie was about 5'3, with nice tits and an even nicer ass. Their school had a uniform, and her skirt was always extremely short, and it showed off her long legs. She was skinny, but not too skinny, just perfect. She tapped Johns shoulder and started to talk to only him "Hey john, you look damn cute today." John was confused, and amazed. This hot girl was randomly complimenting him, when he barely knew her. He thought of how to respond, and decided to take a risk "Thanks, you look hot, just like you do everyday" "Do you really mean that?" she asked in an innocent way. "Of course." ".... Thats perfect." She grinned almost mischievously, "Want to meet up after school?" "Yeah sure, what do you wanna do?" "You'll see." She laughed. She told john to call her when he got to his car after school. She then tore a bit of paper, took out a pen, and wrote her number on it. She then slipped the paper deep into John's pocket. As she pulled her hand out, she slowed it down and lightly grazed over John's slightly erect dick. She smiled afterward as if nothing happened. Did she even mean to do that? Did she even know she did? Did she notice that John was getting turned on by her? "You better call me, John" She said, and she got up and sat with someone else. As she walked away, John watched her perfect ass and thought of just how much he wanted her.