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Subject: {ASSM} STORY: The Slave Farm Part I (BDSM)
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THE SLAVE FARM
by Maliia Kanaulahu
(From Maliia.com, original bdsm stories, photos, videos.  Its like no
other site on Earth)

 Its a nice sunny day, Maliia and I are out for a drive.  I'm driving
and she is sitting next to me as we ride along in the country.  We are
chatting and my right hand is in her pussy fingering her firm clit,
while she uses her hand to finger my pussy.  It's a great day in the
country the sun is shining and all. Then all of the sudden the car
starts acting up and finally sputters to a stop.  Before we get out of
the car our lips meet in a long french kiss probing each others mouths
with our tongues. So it is not a complete loss...

We get out and are looking under the hood. Really dumb as neither of
us know what to do. Then  we see another car coming.  It stops and a
young looking girl offers to help.  She says she lives just up the
road. She offers to take us to her house. There we can  call a tow
truck to tow our car.  We accept the offer and climb into her car . 
After several miles we turn into a long winding driveway and end up in
front of a very large house set far into the woods.  There is also a
large barn at the rear of the house.  She invites us in to wait for
the wrecker.  She offers us a drink of cold lemonade as it is quite
warm outside  and we accept her offer.  The cold drink quenches our
thirst.  Then suddenly the world around us becomes blurry and black. 
We pass out!!  The drinks were drugged.

 When I awake, I am naked, hanging from hooks by my wrists, with my
feet spread wide apart.  My little rings, I have small tasteful rings
in my labia and nipples, hang down exposed. A heavy leather collar has
been secured around my necks. This collars has several large rings
placed around the circumference.  A large ball gag is in my mouth
stretching my lips painfully wide. Waist cincher belts have been
tightened on to shrink my small waists  even smaller.  The belts also
have rings attached.

 As our eyes meet, I see you are similarly imprisoned. We both look
around the room and see their are several other naked females walking
or sitting in the large room.  They all have collars, waist belts, and
cuffs on similar to ours.  Sitting leisurely at the far end of the
room is a very beautiful woman dressed all in black leather.  She has
6" heels, a skirt, and a bra all of black leather. She has long
flowing black hair. All the black causes her white skin to shone like
a neon light. When she sees us move she smiles and leisurely
approaches us. She walks around us admiring and feeling the private
parts or our  bodies.  She orders two of the other girls to kneel
between our spread legs and lick our now wet pussies.  When  the girls
have licked us to a couple of cums, she proceeds to inform us that now
we are hers.  She is MISTRESS TONYA and she owns this farm.  We are
now her property and will be trained to serve her needs.  All the
girls here are owned by her and they obey her every wishes. Eventually
sh tell us, we too will come to love her.  We are encouraged to cum
quickly as it may be a long while before we are allowed that pleasure
again.  When we both cum again in the faces of our cunt lickers she
orders them to stop! We sag in our restraints.  The slaves now clean
up our spendings, and return to their corner to watch us.

 Mistress Tonya then walks back over to us. She holds up two large
conical butt plugs before our eyes. for us.  They are really quite
large. They have very long thick strands of hair sticking out of the
ends.  She walks around to our rears and pushes these plugs into our
poor little ass holes. Then she inflates them to secure the things in 
our butts. Now we both have a tail.  She walks back in front of us and
looks at our small nipple rings.  She yanks them out and brutally
installs larger heavier rings in our poor now sore nipples..  She
bends down and looks at our clit rings.  She pulls them out and sticks
larger heavier rings there as well.  She then reaches up to your face
with her slim right hand. She grabs your chin and admires your cute
face.  She seems interested in your nose. Then taking a thick sharp
needle and holding your cheeks secure,  she proceeds to pierce your
nose cartilage inside  the openings.  You try to murmur and move but
she has done this before. Leisurely she leaves the needle in thenewly
bored opening and goes for something. She returns and places a large
ring in your nose. It hangs down over your upper lip and in front of
your mouth.  She then comes to me. It is worse as I know what is
coming and try to twist away. Nothing helps, she does the same thing
to my.  Through tear stained eyes I see her standing there admiring
her handy work

She then tells us, she has one more procedure for us.  She picks up an
iron rod from a smoking braiser and comes over to me. It is a 
branding iron. Smiling into my eyes she  brands her initials into my
right ass cheek. It hurts like hell and now I am balling. After she is
done with you I see she had placed  a big `MT ` on each of our right
but cheeks.  She then goes back to the braiser and returns with
another iron.. as we hang there exhausted she brands a big  #'36' into
smooth white flesh of our left ass cheeks.  We try to squirm and but
the bonds hold. We scream, but the gags prevent even that.  We get the
same number, she informs us because she intends to keep us bound to
together as a matched pair.

End Part 1

Part II to be posted soon, or to read it now, go to maliia.com
(http://www.maliia.com) where the full story is always available along
with hundreds of other original stories, photos, videos and real
experiences of bdsm, fetish, watersports and hot asian sluts.   Don't
worry, its not a pay site or a scam either.  Just a real Hawaiian
slavegirl and nothing is taboo.

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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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