Catching The tail end of Munday…
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Catching The tail end of Munday…
I normally don’t post images of myself but I’m feeling pretty today.
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Consequences... closed RP with @theamazonofwar
The first sensation she experienced was discomfort and pain, her entire body was sore. The second sensation was that she could not move, her legs were spread widely apart and secured there by some device that she couldn’t see, something was pressed into her abdomen bending her forward and she couldn’t straighten up. And there was something holding her around the neck and wrists in that position.
The third sensation was an unpleasant combination of nausea, a dry mouth and a splitting headache that made her not want to open her heavy lidded eyes.
Flashes of memory strobed through her mind as she tried to recall exactly what had led her to this point. Flirting her way into the private back room of a seedy club while she had been looking for a good lay, meeting the infamous and beautiful dark skinned Amazon, gang boss of the criminal underworld of Monument City. What followed was a whirlwind of scenes that her brain refused to fully process, drugs and alcohol and rough mind shattering sex that she didn’t fully remember.
She didn’t know that her drug fueled marathon fucking had lasted nearly three days before she had finally blacked out. Didn’t know that she had begged for every degrading and depraved act of debauchery to be done to her at the hands and cock of the powerful crime lord. Didn’t know that she had signed a slave contract, had begged to in fact, that made her the property of the Amazon.
Slowly and with effort she opened her eyes, eyes caked with dried cum and squinted around the dimly lit room, she let out a groan as she felt the stinging welts from whippings on her body, felt the weights attached to her pierced nipples swinging and pulling her breasts painfully towards the cold cement floor beneath her. Another image flashed through her mind, that of a massive cock and huge balls swinging between the powerfully muscled thighs of Shera the Amazon
“Hey boss!” A male voice called out, “looks like your new plaything is awake, want me to clean her up for you?”
Dawn Sandoval was covered in cum and filth and held in a set of stocks, unable to resist her captors.
"There is a reason why you have lasted longer than most of my men, Joe, and that is because you have stopped your stupidity in time, do not break your record, do not touch my property" sometimes Shera felt that she was surrounded by idiots, she had given his subordinate a simple order, to warn her when Dawn woke up, there was no chance in hell that she would leave a fine piece of meat in the hands of idiots like her subordinates.
At least not for now.
When Joe opened the metal door to the small room, Shera's breath caught in her throat, it was not the first time that she visited her conquests, seeing them destroyed and ruined always made her feel alive, seeing strong and untamed women being turned into broken toys was the best feeling in the world, what she felt when she saw Dawn was the same.
Only multiplied by ten.
The flirtatious, sexy, daring and perverted woman was gone, in her place an almost lifeless doll was lying on the cold ground, tied up and covered with dirt, the sight made the blood begin to pump in the Amazon's body , and she could feel his cock getting hard, memories of the three day sex marathon flashing through Shera's mind.
She could remember every detail in great clarity.
But there were still things to do, with a loud sigh Shera forced herself to maintain control, she wanted nothing more than to fuck and destroy Dawn again, but she had not taken control of the underworld of Monument City being a sexually beast, clenching her fists, Shera calmed down and entered the room.
The room was just a small concrete warehouse, so she was soon in front of Dawn, Shera knelt and with her right hand grabbed the redhead's chin "Good morning beautiful, how are you feeling? We had a very crazy party eh" At this distance it was easy to smell Dawn, it was not only semen that she bathed in those days of sex.
It took a minute until Shera felt that Dawn gained enough consciousness to continue "You must be confused, I'll be brief, we spent three days fucking and doing things that surely you never did before, very dirty and depraved things, then you passed out and spent a day here" Shera stopped to lick Dawn's cheek.
"You have been unconscious most of the day, I must say you were right Dawn, you know how to have a good time, but I know you must feel like shit, so let's get something to eat, ok" carefully, Shera took out a small key and began to untie Dawn from the restraints, when the redhead was free, Shera gently grabbed her arm and began to guide her to the exit.
When both left the room, the sight of a huge warehouse full of boxes and machinery greeted them, with some men stopping as they did to see Dawn's naked body, both women arrived at what looked like a makeshift kitchen, with care Shera put Dawn in a chair and began to cook.
"By the way Dawn, you signed a slavery contract with me, you belong to me now, if you want to see a copy of the contract it should be on the table next to you" There was no juvility, nervousness, lust or pride in Shera's words, the phrase was said by chance that someone talks about the weather.
For Shera there was nothing extraordinary about her statement, Dawn was not the first woman she bought after all.
Shera was right of course, she did indeed feel like shit. Coming down from a fantastic high like she had been on and the aching muscles in her jaw and throat, and especially between her legs, had her feeling weak and as Shera led her through the warehouse she found herself clinging to the Amazon’s strong arm. She sank into the chair that she had been offered and quickly drank the entire glass of water that had been placed by her.
She was sober now and quickly beginning to recall the events of the past three days as she watched the gorgeous Amazon begin to cook for her. The mention of signing a slave contract brought her around more fully than the stench of dried cum and piss that clung to her nude body like a miasma shroud. She poured herself a cup of strong coffee and sipped it as she flipped through the two page contract.
The contents within were indeed among the hottest and most arousing she had ever read. But she found herself not weeping and pleading in shock and dismay at the fact that she had willingly signed her life and rights away to a crime lord, instead she chuckled to herself.
“Not to put a damper on things Shera,” she said cautiously raising a finger, “but this contract, incredibly hot though it may be, will never hold up in court, it’s simply not valid or legal.” She took a sip of her coffee and picked up a pen, setting to work circling things within the contract, underlining other things.
“Now I’m by no means a lawyer, but I covered the Irons case exhaustively and extensively for the university newspaper.” It had been all over the local news, a fraternity president at the university who had gotten young women intoxicated and forced them to sign similar contracts, then held it over them and denied them consent on the grounds that due to the contract that he owned them.
It was a scandal that resulted in a long drawn out trial and a life sentence. Dawn had no regrets or shame in the fact that she had signed such a contract herself to Shera. Had found the very idea exciting and sexually arousing.
“Now, the ruling in that case said that the contracts were worthless and invalid because there were no protections for the ‘slaves’ in question built in, safe words, etc but more importantly, that due to being intoxicated, they were not legally capable of making such an informed decision to sign in the first place.” She watched Shera’s reaction and twirled the pen between her fingers.
“So bring me a fresh copy of this contract, we’ll make a few edits to it, adding the necessary concessions and protections and so forth so that if it ever comes under scrutiny from the law, we’re covered on that ground, and then I’ll gladly sign it, while sober this time, with witnesses so that it’s actually valid.” She paused for a moment, “have you got a Notary on your payroll? We’ll need one.”
She looked into Shera’s eyes and licked her lips hungrily, already picturing the incredible sex that would follow the actual signing of a real contract. “By the way, if you have other contracts like this one, you might want to revisit those as well, just to keep such a magnificent body like yours and that heavenly large cock out of prison where it would be wasted.”
Consequences... closed RP with @theamazonofwar
The first sensation she experienced was discomfort and pain, her entire body was sore. The second sensation was that she could not move, her legs were spread widely apart and secured there by some device that she couldn’t see, something was pressed into her abdomen bending her forward and she couldn’t straighten up. And there was something holding her around the neck and wrists in that position.
The third sensation was an unpleasant combination of nausea, a dry mouth and a splitting headache that made her not want to open her heavy lidded eyes.
Flashes of memory strobed through her mind as she tried to recall exactly what had led her to this point. Flirting her way into the private back room of a seedy club while she had been looking for a good lay, meeting the infamous and beautiful dark skinned Amazon, gang boss of the criminal underworld of Monument City. What followed was a whirlwind of scenes that her brain refused to fully process, drugs and alcohol and rough mind shattering sex that she didn’t fully remember.
She didn’t know that her drug fueled marathon fucking had lasted nearly three days before she had finally blacked out. Didn’t know that she had begged for every degrading and depraved act of debauchery to be done to her at the hands and cock of the powerful crime lord. Didn’t know that she had signed a slave contract, had begged to in fact, that made her the property of the Amazon.
Slowly and with effort she opened her eyes, eyes caked with dried cum and squinted around the dimly lit room, she let out a groan as she felt the stinging welts from whippings on her body, felt the weights attached to her pierced nipples swinging and pulling her breasts painfully towards the cold cement floor beneath her. Another image flashed through her mind, that of a massive cock and huge balls swinging between the powerfully muscled thighs of Shera the Amazon
“Hey boss!” A male voice called out, “looks like your new plaything is awake, want me to clean her up for you?”
Dawn Sandoval was covered in cum and filth and held in a set of stocks, unable to resist her captors.