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Kristen thinks about meteor showers.

They came a few times a year. She lies on her bed, wondering what would be a great story to feature them in. She closes her eyes, her hands wandering her body. She flits from idea to idea, none of them is that exciting except…

What if there’s a slave fair beneath them, drifts through her mind.

She gasps at the idea and sits up in her stuffy bedroom. That sounds fun, but who should she right in it? Maybe her cousin Eric. He’s the son of her mother’s sister. And that means the girl he’s selling at the fair is his bratty sister Jenny.

Kristen has never liked Jenny. The girl is a loud and obnoxious brat.

Kristen smiles, eager to have Eric sell off that brat. And, of course, Eric is selling her off to buy his own slave. An older woman. A MILF. No, two MILFs. So he needs someone to buy from. Like a man traveling with his wife and his wife’s sister.

A man who wants a fresh hole to fuck. Who wants an underage slave?

Kristen has found her story.

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Gilbert Ham

I drove the RV through Kansas.

The road trip was a great idea. I was forty-five and had retired young. I got lucky, and now I want to travel the country. My wife, Delilah, was on board. Her younger sister Jezebel was also keen to come along. She was a fun gal, why not?

So we had set off, working our way out of Florida with a goal to drive everywhere. When you didn’t have to worry about work, well, it gave you a freedom that you enjoyed. We were heading toward the next dumb tourist trap, the largest ball of twine in the world.

The USA was full of little things like that. They were meaningless, and yet they were fun to see.

My wife was leaned back in the bucket seat beside mine, her feet on the dashboard. She read from her Kindle. My wife loved her books, but there was limited space in an RV. The Kindle changed that. She could read a book while we were on the long stretches and then buy a new one when she was done.

She looked good in her jeans and a T-shirt from the Strategic Air Command Museum we visited last week in Nebraska. She sipped the screen on her Kindle, turning the page. I yawned and stretched as I drove. I was thinking about lunch right now.

A diner. A piece of Americana.

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Gilbert Ham is heading to Paradise on Mount Rainier for the yearly sex slave fair. It’s held during the shooting stars. It’s dark as he drives the road to the slave fair, his two sex slaves wearing their best gear.

The first streak of the shooting stars flashes across the sky and vanishes behind the imposing Mount Rainier. He’s impressed, and so is his wife. They’ve traveled all the way from Florida to attend this fair.

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Gilbert Ham

I bet Jericho, Kansas, would have a good diner. The sun shone brightly. It—

—was so dark on this road. But that let the first shooting star stand out. My wife gasped at the sight of it as she sat in the bucket seat. It was worth the drive from Florida just for the sight of the streak of light. Another appeared and vanished behind the looming Mount Rainier.

It was so close as I drove the RV up the winding road. The mountain was closed at night, but the Park Rangers let us in when I mentioned the slave fair. It was an open secret. A place where masters and slaves came from all across the country.

My wife quivered in the bucket seat. She wore her best leather corset. It lifted Delilah’s tits into a pair of jiggling mounds. Her nipple rings gleamed in the flash of light from the shooting stars. More trails of fire burned across the sky for a second before vanishing.

“Wow,” said Delilah. “Master… Wow!”

I smiled at her. I was here to sell my wife’s younger sister, my other sex slave. And maybe my wife.

“Ooh, ooh, let me see,” cooed Jezebel. She leaned forward, wearing a matching corset. She had a collar about her neck. I had both their leashes, but not attached. I tried that once, but they would just get caught on things inside the RV. “Wow, that’s so amazing!”

“Yeah,” I said.

“Ooh, ooh, this is the perfect place to be sold, Master,” Jezebel said.

“Master will definitely find a buyer for you,” said Delilah. “He’ll get himself a nice, young, tight sex slave. Some underage pussy.”

“It’ll be expensive,” I muttered. I didn’t have the money to afford one on my own. I would have to sell at least one of my slaves. I was lucky to have gotten my wife and her sister for free. I had trained them myself. “I might have to sell you.”

“If you have to, Master,” Delilah said without a hint of concern. She was a good slave. She understood her place was to be sold.

A pity we never had a daughter. Oh, we had a son, but he was such a disappointment. If we had a daughter, well, I could have just claimed her underage pussy at fourteen. Jezebel, too, only had a son. He was away at college. I had bred her at eighteen. Now she was thirty-nine, almost forty. A MILF.

They both were.

I didn’t want to sell my wife. I had married her, but she was familiar. I needed a young slave. A virgin would be the best, but one of those would be so expensive. I couldn’t see any way to get an underage virgin without selling Delilah.

“Ooh, I can’t wait to be sold,” moaned Jezebel. “I’m so fucking wet, Master! Ooh, my cunt is so juicy! I hope he has a big dick, but even if it’s small… No, no, if it’s small, that’s even more humiliating. To go from your big dick to a little cock… Oh, the humiliation!”

It hadn’t been hard to convince my wife’s eighteen-year-old sister to become my sex slave twenty-one years ago. Not hard at all.

The lights kept streaking across the sky as I made the last turn to reach Paradise. Cars were parked along the side of the road. Ahead, there were tents laid out in a parking lot. The natural beauty of the mountain loomed around us. The fair itself was lit by stands of fairy lights, leaving it dark and ethereal.

A place where anything could happen.

My dick was so hard. I watched a man lead two young women passed. They were nineteen or twenty, their asses tight and tits firm. Not a hint of sag. I shuddered at the sight of them, their nipples pierced. They wore leather boots and had butt plug tails.

“Fuck,” I groaned, my cock so hard. This wave of horniness swept through me. I would find what I was looking for in there, but… “Bend over, Delilah!”

“Yes, Master!” my wife moaned and shifted on the bucket seat. She turned about, aiming her plump rump at me. Her butt-cheeks jiggled. “Ooh, ooh, use me!”

I needed to take the edge off. If I was this horny, I would buy the first thing I saw. I wouldn’t shop and try to get my value or find the perfect slut to buy. It was like the saying, “Never grocery shop when you are hungry.”

So, “Never trade sex slaves when you are horny.”

I unzipped my leather pants. I pulled out my cock and rose. The RV was tall enough I could stand between the two bucket chairs and fuck my wife. She whimpered, her pussy trimmed. I wanted her to have hair. MILFs should have bush.

My cock nuzzled through her curls to her pussy. This might be the last time I fucked my wife. I buried my cock into her pussy. She moaned in delight. Her head tossed as her hot cunt clamped down on my rod. It was incredible.

“Shit,” I moaned. “You’re so wet.”

“Master!” my slave-wife cooed like a whore. “I’m your slave-wife. Use me. Fuck me. Sell me! I don’t care. I’m yours!”

I smiled at her words. Mine. I could sell her off for a young, tight slut. I gripped her hips and savored her pussy around my cock. One more fuck before I sold her. I drew back my rod, my slave-wife moaning like a whore.

I buried back into her pussy. My nuts slapped into her bush. She whimpered as I thrust away at her. I fucked into her cunt with hard thrusts. The meteors streaked across the sky as I buried into her cunt with hard strokes.

I fucked her with passion. With force. She gasped as I did that. She rocked back and forth as I buried into her twat again and again. Her pussy clamped down on me. She held me tight with that hot snatch. I loved it.

I savored every second of fucking her twat. I pounded her with such passion. I thrust into her cunt over and over again. I loved the feel of her snatch. It was so good to fuck into her. I loved how she squealed in delight.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she whimpered. “Oh, oh, that’s so good. Pound me! Fuck me so hard!”

I pounded her so hard. I fucked her with all that I had. It was just so amazing to thrust into her twat like that. She clamped her cunt down on my dick. It was a wonderful treat to bury into her hard and fast. I loved how she gripped my dick.

“Oh, my, yes!” she moaned.

“Fuck my sister!” gasped Jezebel. “Fuck that slut! She’s your slave! Oh, oh, sell us for some young pussy! Dump us for some tight, young, underage snatch!”

“Yes!” squealed Delilah, her cunt clamping down on my rod.

I fucked my slave-wife hard. I buried into her snatch with everything that I had. She wiggled her hips back and forth. She stirred herself around me. I loved every second of it. I pounded her with passion, reveling in this heat.

She squeezed down on me. She held me tight with that hot cunt. I groaned, fucking into her cunt with everything that I had. She felt incredible around my dick. It was a wild moment to fuck her like this. I pounded her hard.

Fast.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she moaned. “Shit, shit, that’s good! Master! Fuck your whore one last time! Yes, yes, replace me with a young lust!”

Her words were so exciting. I would trade her up for a young whore. I pounded her with all that I had. It was just so good to fuck her like this. I buried into her with all that I had. She clamped her cunt down on me.

I buried into her over and over again. I fucked her hard and fast. It was just so delicious to have her cunt massaging my rod. I slammed into her snatch with such force. The need to cum in my slave-wife swelled and swelled.

Her moans echoed through the RV. Her pussy massaged me. I rose toward the moment when I would just explode into her cunt. I would flood her with all that I had. I pounded her so hard. So fast. I slammed into her cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes, Master!” she squealed.

Her pussy went wild around my cock.

“Replace me!” she howled as her cunt suckled at me.

“I fucking will, whore!” I growled and buried my cock to the hilt in her. “Shit!”
I erupted.

I fired my cum into my wife’s spasming snatch. She rippled around my dick. I loved the way she spasmed about me. It was an incredible moment. I loved the way her twat convulsed about me as I filled her with my spunk.

I dumped blast after blast of my cum into her cunt. I filled her to the brim with my jizz. She whimpered as I fired my final load of spunk into her cunt. Soon, I would have a tight, young snatch spasming around my cock.

“Yes!” I roared and fired that last time into my wife’s cunt. “Shit, shit, let’s go!”

“Yes, Master!” she whimpered.

I ripped my cock out of her cunt and shuddered, cum dripping out of her snatch. I reached for the leash as she turned around. I clipped it onto her collar with a click. She shuddered in delight as—

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Kristen pauses in her writing and shakes her head. She’s found a better way to write the scene.

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Gilbert Ham

I grabbed the leash. It was a special type with two different clips. I attached one to each of my slave-wife’s thick nipple rings. I gave a tug. Delilah moaned like a whore in heat as her breasts stretched for a moment.

I smiled and turned to find Jezebel holding her leash out for me, purring, “Sell us, Master! Dispose of your worthless slaves and buy some young, hot thing to use!”

Her pussy dripped juices. Her cream gleamed on her thighs. I took the leash from her and clipped both ends onto her nipple rings. I gave a sharp tug. She squealed like a sow in heat, nearly cumming from it. I smiled and marched out of the RV with my two slaves trailing behind me.

The meteor shower burned hot above. The streaks blazed across the sky and winked out. Mount Rainier loomed. The air hummed with excitement as I joined the throng of men leading their sex slaves to be sold.

I was glad that I had emptied my balls, because there were some hotties around. Beauties of all shapes and hues. College-aged girls who were ready to be taken hard. I would have bought that nineteen-year-old blonde or that twenty-year-old redhead if I hadn’t fucked my wife, but…

I wanted a fourteen-year-old virgin. A pure, underage girl.

All these slaves were young enough, but none were virgins. They had all been used by their masters. Trained. Broken in. Where was the fun in that? I moved through the tents, staring at the wares for offer. Others were, too. Some men were buying their first slave. A good, tame starter slave. Others were trading.

I moved through the stalls. I didn’t want to have to settle on a young slave who wasn’t a virgin, but as I moved through the fair, it was becoming less and less likely that I would find the right one. That was depressing. That blonde did await. Or the redhead. I could afford either one with cash and trading Jezebel. I could keep Delilah, but…

“Don’t settle, Master,” my slave-wife cooed. “Don’t settle. She’s here. You can find her!”

“Right,” I said, nodding.

It grew darker as we moved into the fringes of the fair. The meteor shower slowed, too. Only a few streaks of fire painted the night sky. It was getting later and later. Already, some people were packing up for the night.

I moved through these stalls. It was sad here. Older slaves. Used ones. Tattooed. Pierced. Run through by dozens of men. Not the best pickings. I hurried past them, thinking I would never find what I was looking for.

Then, the last stall. A cheap tent with a teenage boy sitting in a T-shirt. He was playing on his Switch, his face illuminated by whatever game he played. He flicked his eyes up and grinned at the women I had.

“MILFs?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said, frowning at him. “You’re looking to buy.”

“To trade,” he said and thumbed over his shoulder. Behind him, a girl was bound and gagged. She squirmed in her restraints. She had red pigtails and a freckled face, her green eyes looking furious. She squirmed, naked, her body petite. “My bratty sister. She’s such a fucking cunt. I am glad to be rid of her. My parents will be so happy she’s gone.”

The girl squirmed more in the ropes. Seeing her bound had my dick hard.

“Is she a virgin?” my wife asked. “My Master is only inserted in a virgin. Underage.”

“She’s fourteen,” the kid said. “You’re not going to get fresher than that. And she’s cherry. I made sure.”

I was shocked she hadn’t been bought. “If she’s really a virgin,” I said. “I’ll give you this one.” I tugged on Jezebel’s leash and yanked her forward. She gasped in delight. “She’s thirty-nine. A MILF. Tight pussy. Pierced clit as well as nipples. She’s a fucking whore.”

“Can I test her out?” the boy asked. He rose to his feet, his eyes burning hot. He turned off his switch.

“Fuck her cunt?” I asked. “Sure. If I can get your sister to suck my dick. That’ll keep her virgin.”

“Right, right,” said the boy. “If you can get her to do it. She’s a hellcat.”

I nodded and moved to the girl. Jezebel bent over the table. The boy rushed past me to fuck her hard. I let him have her. Jezebel was eager for it. I moved to the girl. She squirmed there, her eyes glaring up at me.

“Man, you’re brother’s a horny prick, isn’t he?” I asked and took off her gag.

“He’s a fucking asshole!” she hissed. “He tied me up. Look, I’m all bound. My titties are out. I hate him!”

“Well, he’s allowed to do that,” I said and helped her sit up so she knelt. Her hands were bound behind her, her legs tight together. More ropes wrapped her torso, pinning her arms to her side. They framed her budding breasts. “You’re a woman, after all. You were made to be a slave. It’s the way of things, and the law agrees.”

She shot me a look.

“But don’t worry,” I said and unzipped my leather pants. “You suck my cock nice a good, and I’ll make sure you never have to be around your brother again.”

“Yes, yes, yes, MILF pussy!” her brother groaned as he fucked Jezebel in the background.

“No,” she hissed. “I won’t do it.”

I grabbed her nipple and pinched.

She gasped in pain. As she did, I thrust my cock, still sticky with my slave-wife’s pussy cream, into her mouth. The girl’s green eyes bulged as she had my cock rammed past her lips. She glared at me, her tongue stroking around the edge.

“Taste good, right?” I said, yanking on my slave-wife’s leash.

She gasped and stumbled closer. She stood over us and moaned, “That’s right. My Master’s cock fucked me so hard. Mmm, my pussy tastes good. And you’re a little slut. You’re a woman, so you were made to suck dick. You’re loving it already. Wait until he cums I your mouth. You’ll treasure it.”

The girl whimpered around my cock, but she suckled. She nursed on me. It felt so good to have her doing that. I groaned in delight as she worked her mouth up and down my dick. It was a sweet thing to have her suckling on me.

“That’s it,” I growled. “Damn, you’re good at that, you know? Just a natural-born cocksucker. That’s it. Nurse on my dick.”

She did suckle. She couldn’t help herself. She glared angrily up at me, but that just made the blowjob even more amazing. I groaned as she swirled her tongue around my dick. I shuddered at that pleasure shooting down me.

“Oh, oh, fuck, yes!” the brother gasped as he pounded Jezebel.

“Fuck me with that big, young, virile cock,” Jezebel cooed like a whore. “Oh, oh, you’ll soon own my cunt! You want me, don’t you?”

“Fuck, yes!” the boy groaned.

I smiled as I wanted his sister. She was just what I was looking for. Young. Virginal. Malleable. Yes, she had spunk. She would be SAM. A Smart-Ass Masochist. A brat that would want to be punished before being fucked hard.

I could not wait to pop her cherry. The need to cum swelled as she suckled with angry passion on my dick. Her tongue stroked around my rod. I loved the way she blew me. It was an incredible moment. I rose and rose toward that moment.

“Fuck!” the boy gasped, cumming first.

“Oh, Master, yes!” Jezebel squealed. Feeling cum spurting into her cunt always set off the slut. “Be my Master!”

The boy’s sister suckled hard on my dick. She nursed on me with all that she had. It was a beautiful thing. I groaned, rising and rising toward that moment when I would cum. My nuts twitched. I couldn’t hold back. Not with that underage slut sucking on my dick while she squirmed, bound.

“Fuck!” I growled and erupted.

I spurted my cum into her mouth. She gasped, her eyes so wide. She gulped down my cum.

I filled the underage slave’s mouth with my spunk. The rapture shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I grunted. I loved cumming into her mouth. The rapture surged through me. It was an incredible moment.

“Damn, damn, damn!” I grunted. “That’s fucking it. Gulp down my cum, whore!”

She did gulp down my cum. She swallowed every last drop of my jizz. The rapture slammed through me. It was so good. I groaned, savoring this moment. It was glorious. I spurted everything that I had into her mouth.

“Yes,” I groaned as she suckled down the last of my cum. “Damn, that was good.”

I ripped my cock out of her mouth. She swallowed while my wife said, “Mmm, isn’t that good, slave?”

“No,” the redhead whimpered, her cheeks burning bright. She squirmed in her ropes, the bounds creaking about her pale-white face.

I turned to the boy. He had pulled out of Jezebel, a huge smile on his face. “So, good trade. My slave of yours.”

“Wow, wow, wow,” said the boy. He slapped his hand down on Jezebel’s ass. “She’s good, but she’s a MILF. That’s a virgin. Fourteen. You’ll be fucking her for the rest of your life, enjoying her tight cunt. How long until she’s a hag? No, no, I need more.”

I glanced at my slave-wife.

Delilah smiled at me. “I’m yours to sell or trade, Master.”

“Both?” I asked.

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My cousin is thrilled to have two MILFs and agrees at once.

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Eric Kemp

I grinned as the guy walked off with my sister bound and over his shoulder. I never had to see that brat again. It was great. And I had two MILF-sluts. Tomorrow at school, my friends would be so jealous as I paraded these sluts around.

“So, you two are sisters, right?” I asked.

“We are, Master,” Jezebel said, her cunt dripping with my cum. She had a pierced clit and bald twat.

“Then you, eat your sister’s cunt!” I growled, snapping my fingers.

“Gladly, Master,” she said and dropped to her knees. She had a wedding ring on. Damn, this slut was that guy’s wife. He traded up, but… MILFs, man. Fucking MILF sisters. What an idiot. I was glad I held back. I almost did it just for Jezebel. If I hadn’t fucked her first…

“Eat my cunt, Delilah,” Jezebel cooed, sitting on the table by my Switch. “Feast on me.”

I didn’t have a Switch 2, but I had two MILF sisters for my sex slaves. I grinned as I watched the brunette nuzzle into her sister’s sloppy cunt and start feasting. I dropped down behind Delilah, my wet cock slapping down on her rump. I could fuck her in the ass because I owned her.

I grinned and slid my dick into her butt-crack. She moaned and kept feasting on her sister’s sloppy snatch. Jezebel cooed, her hands kneading her big, soft titties. Her black hair framed her gorgeous face. She nodded to me.

I found my sex slave’s asshole and thrust against her backdoor.

“Yes!” she moaned into her sister’s cunt.

The MILF-slave’s asshole stretched slowly over my cock. I shuddered, so glad to enjoy my first time with anal. Her backdoor opened wider and wider until I popped into her asshole. Her velvety sheath devoured my cock.

She moaned like a whore as I sank into her bowels. She loved being buggered. I savored buggering her. That velvety hole massaged my cock. I bottomed to in her. I loved having my cock all the way in the slut. She squeezed down on me, whimpering like a whore.

It was wonderful to fuck her like this. To pound her like a delicious slut. She clamped her anal sheath down on me. I groaned, slamming into her bowels. It was such a wonderful moment to fuck into her bowels.

I pounded her hard. Fast. My nuts slapped into her taint as she moaned into her sister’s cunt. Jezebel smiled at me, her big boobs bounced and jiggled. It was so hot to watch. I grinned at her, slamming deep and hard into that asshole.

“Oh, oh, Master, fuck my asshole!” moaned Delilah. “You own me now! I’m yours!”

“We’re yours!” moaned her sister. “Ooh, ooh, lick our new Master’s cum out of my pussy. Oh, oh, we love you, Master!’

“Love you!” Delilah groaned, clamping her asshole down on my dick. She held me tight with their bowels. It was incredible. “Yes, yes, we’re yours!”

I loved hearing her say that as I fucked her asshole hard and fast. I pounded her bowels with all that I had. It was just such a great moment. I slammed into her anal sheath again and again. I fucked her with all that I had.

She gripped me with that wonderful and velvety hold. I grunted, hurling toward the moment when I would cum. I would have a huge climax. I loved fucking her anal sheath. Her butt-cheeks jiggled. I had my own MILF to fuck.

“I own you both!” I groaned, the reality settling in. “I really own you two sluts!”

“That’s right, Master!” gasped Delilah as I buggered her. “We’re your MILF-slaves!”

I smiled from ear to ear as I fucked that married slut. I savored the fact that she was another man’s wife, but I owned her. I grunted, pounding her as fast as I could. The need to cum built and built with my every thrust into her asshole.

Her sister trembled. Jezebel moaned, her big boobs swaying. She closed her eyes, clearly hurtling toward her climax. That was so hot. I loved every second of this. I buried my cock into that tight asshole, so ready to erupt.

“Yes!” Jezebel squealed, throwing back her head.

I gasped as I realized she came on her sister’s face. Delilah drowned in Jezebel’s incestuous cream. I slammed into the MILF’s asshole, reveling in that. My sex slave moaned, feasting on her sister’s cumming cunt. The pressure swelled in my nuts.

“Master!” gasped Delilah.

Her asshole spasmed around my cock.

I grunted, fucking away at her spasming bowels. She came. My MILF-slave climaxed just from being ass-fucked. I grinned from ear to ear, feeling like such a stud. I slammed to the hilt in her spasming bowels.

Erupted.

“Fuck!” I groaned, dumping my load into Delilah. “You’re mine!”

“Yours, Master!” both sisters squealed together.

I grunted, spurting my cum into that hot asshole. Delilah’s bowels rippled around my erupting dick. I pumped my load into her bowels as the ecstasy shot through me. It was just incredible to cum like this. The pleasure slammed through me.

Stars burst across my vision. I groaned as the slut’s asshole milked my cock. I reveled in owning the MILF. She moaned into her sister’s cunt. Her bowels worked out every drop of cum that I had in my balls.

“Shit!” I groaned.

“Oh, oh, Master!” whimpered Delilah as she milked my cock dry.

I fired a last blast of cum into her bowels. I panted as Jezebel purred in delight. She licked her lips, her big boobs jiggling in her corset. I had their leashes. I owned them. I smiled from ear to ear. I could get these two whores to do whatever I wanted.

This was the most fucking awesome day of my life.

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As my cousin Eric enjoys his two new MILFs, Gilbert is ready to break in my bratty cousin and turn that little cunt into his willing and eager sex slave.

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Gilbert Ham

I carried the bound girl through the camp, asking, “What’s your name?”

“Jenny,” she hissed. “And what’s yours, dick?”

“Gilbert,” I said. “But you’ll call me Master.”

“I won’t,” she said and squirmed.

SMACK!

She gasped as I smacked her naked ass. The stinging sound turned a few heads. Guys chuckled as I carried my bound virgin slave through the camp. My dick was so hard in my leather pants as she whimpered. I could tell she liked it.

“You will,” I promised her. “Trust me. Once you get a dick in you, you’ll be begging to serve. You’re a woman. It’s in your nature.”

“That’s… that’s…” she spluttered, but she didn’t have an argument. She knew it was true. I could smell the tart arousal of her pussy. I breathed in that musk. I had traded my wife and her slut-sister for this little whore. She smelled delicious.

A good trade.

“You can’t do this,” she hissed as I left the fair behind. Above, a lone shooting star blazed across the sky.

“Legally, I can,” I said. “You’re owned by me, Jenny. You’re my slave. You’ll see. You’ll like it.”

I walked toward my RV as she trembled in my arms. I kept one hand on her ass, rubbing her little tush. She was such a petite thing. That made my dick even harder. I would enjoy ramming my cock past her hymen and making her squeal.

I reached my RV and unlocked the side door. I climbed into the back. I would have to leave behind my wife and her sister’s stuff. They were packed. But, for now, I wanted to fuck this little slut. I carried her to the back and the large bed.

I threw her down on it, lying on her knees. She gasped, her face planting into the bed. Her ass was up in the air. In the light of the RV, I could see her red-furred muff. She had a trimmed twat, the curls beading with her juices.

“No, no,” she moaned. “You can’t!”

SMACK!

She gasped as I spanked her again. Her ass turned bright red. I loved the sight as I took off my leather vest. I dropped that on the floor. For being forty-five, I was in good shape. I hit the gym when I could. I unzipped my pants.

“I can,” I said. “I will. I own you, Jenny!” I cupped her furred muff. My fingers found the hot folds of her pussy. I pressed in and felt her hymen. “And you want this. You’re so wet.”

“N-no, I don’t want this!” she whimpered. “I’m not wet!”

“Oh?” I pulled my hand away, my fingers gleaming with her tart juices. I shoved them around her and pressed them against her mouth. She gasped as she tasted her cunt on my lips. Her eyes were so wide as she tasted her cunt on my digits. “What’s that, then? That’s your hot, virgin cunt aching for your Master’s cock to fuck it.”

She didn’t have an answer. I chuckled and shoved my leather pants off. My cock popped out. She had sucked me off with such passion. Now she wanted more. Her fingers curled and flexed. The ropes around her body creaked. My wife was happy being owned by a young man with her sister, and I was thrilled to have my virgin brat.

I pressed my cock into Jenny’s furred muff. I sank through her ticklish curls to the wet folds of her virgin pussy. She gasped as I rubbed my cock up and down her slit. I brushed her clit. She whimpered, her head pressed into the covers.

“Yeah, you want this badly, slut,” I growled.

“N-no, I don’t,” she protested, but there was no force in the word. “I’m not a… a… slave.”

“Sure you are,” I said. “You’re delicious, little underage slave. I’m going to pop your cherry and make you cum on my big dick. You’re going to love being my whore!”

I gripped her hips and pushed against her slit. Her pussy lips parted. I hit her hymen. I smiled in delight, ready to pop my first cherry pussy. Her maidenhead stretched and stretched before my cock. She gasped and whimpered.

“Wait, wait,” she whimpered.

Her cherry popped.

“Holy crap!” Jenny squealed as my cock sank into her virgin hole.

Her deflowered pussy welcomed me in. Her silky tightness gripped me. I groaned in delight. I couldn’t remember a pussy this fucking amazing. She clamped down on me like a slick vice. I shuddered as she took more and more of my cock.

“Oh, my god!” she gasped. “Oh, my fricking god! You’re… That’s… Holy crap!”

I smiled as I bottomed out in her. I loved having all of my cock in her deflowered pussy. Her cunt clenched about me. She wiggled her hips and whimpered. I savored every second of this passion. She panted as I throbbed in her cunt. I let her get used to me.

“This is… You’re… I…” She trembled. “Holy crap, you’re in me!”

“Call me, ‘Master,’” I said and drew back my cock.

“Holy crap!” she squealed again as her pussy clamped down on my cock.

My shaft emerged streaked in frothy, pink juices. I savored the sight of her virginity on my dick. I slammed back into her cunt. She squealed, the ropes binding her body creeping. I smiled in delight as I pumped away at Jenny’s deflowered pussy.

She gasped and moaned as she squirmed there. She took her first cock and loved it. I could tell. She clenched down on my cock, making her hot pussy even tighter. I groaned at that silky friction massaging the crown of my dick.

“That’s the best pussy in the world!” I groaned. “Shit, yes, I got the best end of the deal!”

“Oh, oh, oh,” the girl whimpered. “My brother… Such a prick! An asshole! A dummy!”

I grinned and fucked the slut hard. Her pussy gripped my dick. I had no regrets at all. This was amazing. I slammed into her cunt over and over again, reveling in her hot pussy massaging my dick. I would have a huge orgasm.

“Fuck me,” she gasped. “Oh, oh, fuck me so hard!”

“Master!” I grunted. “Call me, ‘Master’!”

I pounded her cunt as she whimpered in delight. I churned her up, the need to erupt building and building in my nuts. They slapped into her furred muff. She whimpered, the ropes digging into her pale flesh. I loved the sight as I pounded her.

My hands slid around her. I slid up her belly, crossing the ropes binding her. I found her budding breasts. I rubbed as her nipples. She gasped in delight, her pussy gripping my rod. I pounded her as fast as I could as she moaned in delight.

Her moans grew louder and louder. I wanted to feel her cumming on my dick. My fingers grasped her nipples. I pinched them. Rolled those little pebbles between my thumb and forefinger. She squealed as I did that.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good!” she moaned. “Oh, wow!”

“Master!” I growled. “Fucking say it, slut!”

I hammered her harder now. She squealed again, her pussy melting around my dick. The need to cum swelled in me. I fucked the tightest pussy in the world. I was so ready to erupt into her cunt. I wanted to flood her with all that I had.

She squeezed down on me with that hot snatch. I rammed into her over and over again. I couldn’t last much longer. She buried her face into the bedding and moaned. My nuts tightened with my load of cum. I wanted to cum in her. Breed a daughter in her.

I buried into her, and her pussy went wild.

“Master!” she howled as she came on a cock for the first time.

I smiled from ear to ear as he deflowered pussy suckled at my dick. I fucked her cunt hard and fast, reveling in that wonderful cunt. She rippled around my cock as I fucked into her with such force. I savored every second of this.

“Master!” she squealed again, the words so beautiful.

I slammed into her cunt and growled, “Yes!”

I erupted.

I flooded my new sex slave’s cunt with my jizz. Pleasure slammed through me as I erupted again and again. I savored that amazing bliss. Rapture shot through me as I dumped my load into my new sex slave’s cunt.

“Oh, oh, Master!” she squealed, her pigtails spilling over the bedding. “Yes, yes, yes!”

Her pussy suckled at my dick. She milked my cock as I dumped everything that I had into her cunt. I loved this bliss. She felt incredible around my dick. I loved every second of this heat shooting through me. Her cunt milked me dry.

“Fuck!” I groaned, savoring her underage cunt rippling around me. “That’s good.”

I pumped a last blast of cum into her pussy. She rippled around me as I panted, savoring this delight. I panted, loving how she squirmed, all bound up. She was just so cute, her pussy rippling around me a few more times.

“Master,” she whimpered. “I… That was…”

“What you were made to enjoy, slut,” I growled and ripped my cock out of her cunt.

“Made to enjoy,” she whispered so faintly I almost didn’t hear her.

My cum spilled out of her pussy as I stared at her tight tush. Her asshole peeked out between her butt-cheeks. My cock twitched. I had to break in my new slave with everything. I smiled and pressed my cock into her butt-crack.

“What?” she gasped in shock.

I reached down and grabbed her pigtails, holding them like handlebars as I drilled against her anal ring. “Who owns you, slut?”

“I mean…” She squirmed. “You do… Master.”

“So…?” I asked, thrusting harder against her asshole. “What’s the problem?”

“N-nothing, Master,” she whimpered, her anal ring widening and widening. “I… It’s… That’s… Holy crap!”

I popped into her asshole. Her velvety bowels devoured my cock. I loved the feel of it devouring me. I sank into her hot flesh. It felt so good around my rod. I enjoyed sinking into her velvety hole. I penetrated into her depths deeper and deeper.

“Oh, oh, Master!” she whimpered. “Master, that’s so good!”

“Yep,” I grunted as I bottomed out in her. “Damn, that’s very good. You’re going to cum hard, right, slut?”

“Yes, Master!” she whimpered.

I thrust in and out of her bowels. The velvety sheath gripped me. I gripped her pigtails and fucked her hard and fast. She gripped my cock with her tight asshole. I loved every second of fucking her. I thrust into her bowels with force.

She gasped and moaned as I plowed into her hard. The ropes about her body creaked. She was such a sexy slut. I grunted, fucking her with all that I had. She clamped her bowels down on my dick. The need to cum built and built.

“Oh, Master!” she moaned.

“You love it, don’t you, little whore?” I growled.

“Yes, Master,” my underage sex slave moaned. “Oh, oh, I love it!”

I grinned, the need to cum building and building at the tip of my cock. I hammered her anal sheath with all that I had. Her velvety bowels gripped my cock. She whimpered into the bedding. Her little body trembled as I hammered her.

“Master,” she groaned.

“Shit,” I growled.

I gripped her pigtails, hammering her bowels. I plunged into her anal sheath. I fucked her bowels with all that I had. It was just such a wonderful treat. She felt incredible around my cock. She moaned as I buggered her with everything that I had.

“Oh, oh, Master,” she whimpered.

“Yeah, you’re going to cum, right, whore?” I growled.

“Yes, Master!” Jenny gasped.

I smiled, fucking her hard. My nuts slapped into her taint. They brimmed with all the spunk that I had. I could not wait to unleash in her. This was an amazing trade. I didn’t miss my wife and her sister at all. Not when I had this sexy, young thing to fuck and love.

I pumped away at her asshole. I fucked into her bowels with hard thrusts. She gasped and moaned as I buried into her. It was so good to fuck her asshole. The slut was a natural. I gripped her pigtails as she gasped out in delight.

“Master!” she squealed.

Her asshole convulsed around my dick.

I grunted, savoring the warmth of her cunt rippling around my dick. It was just a wonderful sensation. She gasped and moaned as I pumped away at her. The need to cum shot to the tip of my dick. Her bowels massaged me.

“Fuck, slut!” I growled and plowed to the hilt in her underage asshole.

I erupted.

My cum spurted into her bowels.

I fired blast after blast of my cum into her bowels. It was incredible to dump my load into her anal sheath. She rippled around me. Her hot flesh suckled at my dick. I grunted with each eruption. The pleasure slammed through me.

“Master!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, Master!”

“Fucking little whore!” I growled. “You’re my brat!”

“Yours, Master!” she gasped, her anal sheath rippling around my cock.

I loved her milking my dick. I spurted all my cum into her twat. The pleasure slammed through my body. Stars danced across my vision. I savored this wonderful moment. She rippled around my cock. I grunted, dumping all my load into her bowels.

It was incredible.
“Shit,” I groaned as I fired everything that I had into her asshole. “Shit, that’s good!”

“Yes, Master,” she cooed and purred, her ropes creaking around her body.

I ripped out of her. I had to get her collar.

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Jenny Kemp

My plan to be a brat worked.

I tricked my brother into selling me off to a man. Now I would be a Master’s brat. I would tease him. Push the limits. Then he would fuck me so hard. Spank me. Discipline me. I would love it. I was so glad I was his.

Master came back with a collar just for me. His cum dripped out of my pussy and asshole. I loved this.

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Everyone is happy with their trades. Especially Jenny the Brat!

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Kristen came up with the idea of her cousin being sold off as a slave.

Panting, she lay on her bed thinking about what to write next. Wasn’t Mr. Steingard’s wife pregnant? Was there a story there?

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