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Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Personal Investment | Seized Asset [Explicit]


Some things are given, others must be taken
(Very Explicit Content Below)









“Look at me,” His whispered words held a dangerous edge to them. . . an edge I knew all too well by this point.  “Look. At. Me. You belong to me.” I wanted to advert my eyes but his hand wouldn’t let me look away. Instead a mixture of fear, anticipation and desire swirled within my thoughts, blending them into a whirlwind of conflict.  

“What would your father think of you now?” he growled.  “Would he be proud? Would he want to see what’s become of his son?  How would he feel knowing you are on my leash?” I blushed, imagining if my family and friends could see me exposed in such a manner.  “Do you think your father would overlook me now? Perhaps he would rethink his decision to groom his son to take over the company. Maybe when he sees you on your knees before me he will see the error of his ways.”

I tried to give him a look of defiance but I couldn’t hide the longing in my eyes.  He loved to see the storm of emotion dueling within me. The anger was there, but it was dampened by all the conditioning and corruption that he had subjected me to.  On my soft, glowing face, dressed in the flimsiest of lingerie, my ivory-smooth flesh on display for him - my anger looked like desire.

He smiled for a moment, proud of his work.  A few steps brought him behind me, carefully undoing the slinky material clinging to my form.  I bit my lip as I felt his hand on my skin, slowly exploring - searching for more changes.

“Supple, nubile, vibrant,” he growled in my ear.  “Nothing of Eli remains now. Only softness, pliancy.  A fresh canvas for me to work my art. What shall I make you?”  I finally moaned, the sensitivity of his touch too stimulating to ignore.  His fingers played lightly against my folds like a musician with a piano. “To think, we once compared the size of our cocks.  We chased pussy, sometimes fucking the same girls.” the amusement in his voice implied more than he could have said - he had robbed me of something that I had taken such pride in.  In its place, the best pussy money could buy. “What would I have given to fuck such a perfect piece of ass?” he mused as his fingers teased me. “Well, almost perfect. . . soon you will be.”

I couldn’t hide my whimpers as his fingers stimulated my pussy . . . the void between my legs where my manhood should have been.  Once I struggled against his touch, but now something inside me craved it. He had trained me so thoroughly to be this docile plaything - a living toy for his whims.  

“Oh the shapes I can make with you,” he mused as his hands manipulated my body.  “Should you have thicker hips? A larger bust? I want you to be unmistakably feminine when they finally see you.  A body of a trophy wife that only dreams of fucking her husband and looking pretty for him.” He contorted my body, bending and twisting me like a rubberband, putting me in position he wanted to take me in.  It only took a moment but soon I felt the velvety thickness of his manhood invade my pussy. It was nothing new, yet it still felt like bliss. “You always moan like a whore when I fuck you. You can’t resist anymore.  That’s good - it means you are finally learning your place.” I couldn’t deny him - I was too weak to struggle, to overwhelmed with need to curse him. The way my pussy milked this massive prick revealed the truth - I was addicted now.  

I could say he forced me - but that was in the beginning.  I had given him all the keys to my submission. He gained my trust until I could do nothing but obey his whims.  He had taken my share of the company away from me, then taken my manhood just to prove that he was the superior one.  This was his vengeance and I was his pawn.

“I will never tire of fucking you, ruining your body for my pleasure” he growled as he savaged my fuckhole.  “I want to remind you that you are nothing compare to me. I’ll use every bit of fortune I will take from your family to keep you youthful and fuckable.  A highly enhanced fuckdoll that will fuck how I want to fuck, suck how I want to be sucked and beg for more when I’m done with her. Everyone will know what a proper slut I married.  Then I’ll let them see your talents first hand.” My contorted body spent, he finally unchained my bar from the ceiling, leaving my pussy dripping with his seed. There was no modesty at this point, but the shame and humiliation was as pungent as the sex in the air.  This man was gloating over me and I had no will to fight back. Instead, I was on my knees waiting for him to use me as he wished. He has sapped me of any will to rebel.

He teased me with his still-hard cock, bobbing it in front of my face, waiting for me to respond.  “Don’t act like you don’t want it. We both know you can’t resist.” I poked my lip out but my eyes followed the thick, throbbing thing as he shook in front of me.  Those same urges he trained into me started to build, demanding that I reach out and grab it. He saw the worship in my eyes as I watched, waiting me out. Just as he said, my resistance crumbled as I started to bathe his cock with my tongue.  “That’s a good slut, show your master how happy you are to serve him.” My eyes locked with his as he let me savor the masculine taste of him. “I think you need to look a little less natural. I want to see the look of a vacant bimbo staring at me when you suck me off.  I will have the doctors inflate your breasts until they are too big for the small frame. They will look perfect when I cum on them every morning before breakfast.”

My only response were mewing kisses to the tip of his prick, my mind too far gone with thoughts of pleasuring him.  Him. The creator of my torment. “Here, slut, why don’t you let me help you.” He had obviously grown tired of my careful devotion and shoved his dick past my lips.  For a moment, he held my head in place, thrusting his shaft deep down my throat. He grinned as he heard me gagging, drool hanging from my pouty lips. Instinctively I breathed through my nose as I accepted his cock, sucking my gift with an unstated hunger.  “Once you are complete, we will fly to your father’s home and he will see what we have been up to all these months. I’ll show him everything we have worked so hard on and then I’ll take my place as head of the family. You’ll be by my side of course. . . but on your knees where you belong.”

I couldn’t stop this fate he had for me.  But at the moment, I did not care. He had trained his slut well.  His investment in me was sound.

Saturday, August 3, 2013

"Enthusiasm" or "Brass Ring" [Explicit]

Click image above to go to blog post and caption!


Show your spirit. . . . for my new experiment.


Monday, September 26, 2011

"Party Favor!" or "Taking Care Of The Boys"





Posted at Rachel's Haven for Sissytiff September 2011

This poor girl forgot that you can't trust your friends when you are messing with magic spells.  But in the end they had to pay as well. . . in this case with their wallets.  I think she's the winner in every way.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

"All In The Family" or "Finding Salvation"




Made for Sammy, one of the new girls at the Haven. She enjoys being made into a submissive little thing and I found this picture to be highly erotic. I tried to feed off the energy of the image.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

"Teaching Assistant Sissy" or "TAS"


I've been in a mood to do something that was nasty and truly smutty and doing something for Smitty always gives me that chance.  Smitty likes things to go beyond the usual and I tried to create something that could easily slip into his "Smitty-verse".  Well all you future sissies, this is a reminder that you have a lot of homework to do.  I expect you to practice hard!

Friday, February 11, 2011

[Classic Caption] "Sex Star Games' or "Press Start and Select Body" [June 2008]


Every often I want to push myself with a unique concept.  While it's not totally new, at the time few had done something like this on the haven. The box art was a real challenge, I wasn't really comfortable with photoshop yet and I had to be very careful with the graphics.  Looking at it now I bet I could make better box art.   I do remember working on the story and really going for something that really gets the blood pumping.  I knew the pictures were great, but I wanted the story to push it over the edge.  While I lot of people liked it (It's one of the most viewed captions I've ever done on Rachel's Haven.), I never did find out if the person I made it for liked it; disappeared.    Too bad, they missed out.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

"Selfish Prick" or "I Trusted You"

I Can't Believe You Would Do This. . . Keep It up, Please!


Jennifer loves to be dominated, but I wanted to write this from the perspective of some one struggling with their emerging desires.  Enslaved by their lust, they can't say no.  What they don't know is that there own lustful desires are like a siren song to anything with a prick.  So perhaps she wanted it all along?  Perhaps she needed someone to take charge and show her what she always wanted?  Even as she pleads with him and tries to understand why, part of her is still urging him on, begging for more.  She trusted him and he did what they both needed to do.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

[Specialty Cap] "Give In To Nature" or "Pride"

"I Know My Duty. . ."

I know some of you girls have a need. . . a need to serve.  A need to obey, a desire to give pleasure.  Those who submit find happiness in servitude.  It's who they are after all.

I made this for someone who has such a desire.  Mei over at Bubblepop's Electric Thoughts can bring out a need in wanting a little plaything at your side ready to provide service.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

[Sammie Star Part 2] "Like A Good Neighbor" or "You're In Good Hands"





As promised, the second part of the Sammie Star story.  I'm still debating writing a part 3. What do you think?  I personally think Sammie's Neighbor is in really good hands. . . and mouth. . . and. . well, you get the idea.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

"Curious" or "Scientific Progress"





Just dropping off another caption series for Sasha over at tgcomix.com!  Absolutely lovely girl who's got a very good mix of captions along with her own adventures in crossdressing.  Got to say II also enjoy reading her twitter feed.

I've wondered what it would feel like to be driven purely by hormonal and carnal desires.  What if you couldn't resist?  What if the only way you could satisfy your hunger was to act like a wanton slut?  I know this is a fantasy for some, but i would love to see how I could use such a trait to my advantage.  I'm sure it would lower your inhibitions so I would imagine I myself would be prone doing a lot of nasty things.  Perhaps I would get off on exhibitionism and would be daring with partners.  Perhaps I could use this to push them and our sex to new heights.  I have to wonder because I for one believe that just because you love sex doesn't make you weak, it just means you know what you want.


Ah, introspection!  I just love it.  I'll be posting more captions soon, dolls!  Until next time!

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

"Whatever It Takes" or "Always Leave a Big Tip"










Here's a nice little series I worked on for JPL over at Rachel's Haven.  I love a sexy and steamy story and our new waitress is all of that.  I'm sure she's always going to earn a big tip.

Special thanks to Mei, Lucus and Deseriee for leaving comments recently.
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