Girl Sarah

I've always fantasized about being sold into slavery.

It may sound crazy to you, but it's my dream. The idea of being into the hands of a stranger, my will not being my own, being completely .......god, it's all I could ever want. Or so I thought

My name is Sarah. I'm a 19 year old college girl with short dirty blonde hair and large breasts. A bit on the petite and skinny side, but it allowed for men to control me in bed.

I always dated dominant men. Todd was the most dominant one I'd ever met. When we had sex, he would take complete control. It was when he wanted, how he wanted it, where he wanted it. It was whatever hole he wanted me in. It was whatever position he chose. If he wanted to watch me masterbate, I would obey. If he wanted to spank me, me, slap me, that was good. If he wanted me to call him daddy or do some other roleplay, he got it. If he wanted me to satisfy his friends, I did just that. In summary, I did what he wanted sexually, no questions asked. And I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

It turned out Todd was more dominant than I thought. After one particularly rough night where I was tied to his bed (even while I slept), I awoke not knowing where I was. When I regained composure. I realized I was still tied, but this time I was dangling from a wall. I could tell it was so I could be examined more easily. I was gagged and had a chain connecting my nipple rings. Other than that, I was naked. What could Todd have in mind today? I thought. Whatever it was, it was getting me hot.

From the other room, I could hear a couple voices. One was Todd, but the other I couldn't make out - not even the gender. Todd's voice was clear, though, and it almost sounded like they were talking about a price.

Todd entered the room, and my eyes filled with lust, waiting to fulfill his next pleasure. Without a word, he began to finger me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.

"Do you know that 'sold into slavery' fantasy you told me about?" I nodded. "It's about to come true."

My eyes shot open. Was he going to roleplay this with a friend of his?

"You think I'm talking about a roleplay." He knew me so well. "Oh no, little girl, it's all true. I have just negotiated a price. You've been sold into slavery. So....ready to meet your new owner?"