1. My Sexy Slave Girl: Chapter 2: Control


    Date: 12/28/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Male Domination, Teen, Non-consensual sex, Slavery, Spanking, Author: michael99, Source: sexstories.com

    I woke up early that day. A fresh cup of coffee was waiting for me on the bed-side table. So Korin must be awake already. Following my usual habit I exercised for around 30 minutes. Then I decided to go check on Korin. She was cooking something on the pan when I got to the kitchen. As usual, she was wearing a tight blue denim shorts and a plain white t-shirt. The way she was bending over the frying pan, her beautiful bottom was presented to view. I stood behind her and appreciated the view for several seconds. “Good Morning” I told. Korin was startled and the spatula fell from her hand. Clearly she was not aware that I was standing behind her all this time. She turned around and wished good morning with a slight bow of head. “The breakfast will be ready in a few minutes. Would master like anything in the meantime?.” “What are you cooking? Smells like bacon to me.” “Yes master. I am cooking bacon and eggs. Would master like any other item?.” I was slightly annoyed by her inability to make even the smallest of decisions. Even for the tiniest details like items of breakfast or how strong the coffee should be, she will enquire your decision. I was aware that it was a side effect of how the corporations manipulated their genes. I nodded my head no and took a seat on the counter stool. She served me bacon and eggs along with orange juice within a few minutes. “We are going out after breakfast” I told her while having the delicious bacon. “Where would master like to go?.” “We will ...
    go to a shopping mall or something. I will go to more places once Ashley comes back. I need you to drive me. Do you have the keys to Ash’s Audi?.” She nodded yes. “Wear something nice. If you don’t have anything nice, take Ash’s. I don’t want you to look like a slave girl in public. Oh, and put some make up over your ‘K’ tattoo”. “But master we are not allowed to hide it. I could get arrested for doing so” she protested. I just gave her ‘I will handle it’ gesture. Frankly speaking I wanted Korin to look like my girlfriend while we were outside. As an American I was not ready for the Public judging me as a slave owner. But I was more than comfortable to take advantage of them indoors, as I surprised myself the previous days. Mind is an ironic thing isn’t it. Our drive to the shopping mall was uneventful. Korin was driving the car and I was riding shotgun. If I was driving, she could have blown me simultaneously. Remi did it for me in U.S once. I must say it was pretty wild. Since this was a different country, I didn’t want to take any risk by driving under pleasure here. After parking the car we started wandering inside the mall. Since she put make up on her tattoo, nobody could tell she was a slave. Also Korin was wearing Ash’s branded clothing as I suggested. Slaves very rarely wear expensive branded cloths. For everyone’s eyes we were probably a rich American boy and his Russian girlfriend. I took her to an expensive multi-branded apparel outlet. I decided to buy her a dress ...
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