(story continues from True Dreams Part 4: Going once, going twice…?) Part 5: The Negotiation My supposedly new “master” Master Greg released me from my restraints and quickly dressed me with a skirt and tank top and put the latex hood back on my head and guided me out of the room and we went up a flight of stairs and then walked outside and then I was placed back into a vehicle. ...
Part 1: Vacation My name is Alice. I come from a somewhat well-off family and just finished my 2nd year of college. I decided to take a break over the summer and maybe do some traveling. Being a Korean but born and raised in the States, I was thinking of visiting Korea since I have never been there. I had plenty of time to think about it so I decided to sleep on it. ...
(story continues from True Dreams Part 1: Vacation) Part 2: Too Good to be True When I woke up the next day, I laid in bed replaying all that had happened the night before. Just the thought of have strangers forcefully do whatever they want with my body was thrilling and at the same time, I felt like such a cheap slut. I’ve never let anyone get in my pants so easily but just the other night I let myself get mindlessly fucked by 2 complete strangers. I don’t even have the slightest idea how they look. After daydreaming for about an hour, the cell phone Lexington gave me starting to ring. I answered the phone. “Hello?” I asked. ...
(story continues from True Dreams Part 2: Too Good to be True) Part 3: Freedom…? It was the 4th night and I was placed back in my prison cell from another day of being raped. I silently laid in bed and let tears gently fall down my face. My pussy has been ravaged, my ass violated, my throat choked, my breasts slapped, my body beat and bruised. Strangers have been fucking my brains out without a day of rest. I was trying to get some sleep but then I heard someone coming. ...
(story continues from True Dreams Part 3: Freedom…?) Part 4: Going once, going twice… It was a quarter ‘til 5:00 p.m. I was waiting in anticipation outside my hotel hoping that the limo doesn’t arrive. I wish this was all just a bad nightmare but it was all too real. Every passing minute was just killing me. All I kept thinking about is what the fuck is going to happen to me. ...