Hi Fans, I am just cleaning out my files. So I am posting some stories that I was working on but wasn’t happy with. But since I am not writing for a while I figured what the heck. They may be a little rough but I hope you enjoy them. Blacknite13                                       

 

 

MRS. CONFEDERATE: SLAVE TV

 

 

                                                                        By

 

 

                                                               Blacknite13

 

 

 

 

 

            Ashlyn Hamilton couldn’t believe what she was watching. A young blonde coed was bound to a pole and her cheerleader costume was being cut of piece by piece. The blonde housewife clicked off her computer and slumped back. She had heard rumors about SLAVE TV. It was a popular Internet show where the master would tie up and rape a different woman each weekend. Then according to rumor the lady was sold into white slavery.

            “I have to put a end to this villainy.” Ashlyn said to herself.

            Ashlyn looked like your typical housewife actually she didn’t. The fact was she was babe. Bright blue eyes, small round nose and high cheekbones gave her the looks of a model. Long thigh blonde hair surrounded her stunning beauty. While most wives on her street were a little overweight. Ashlyn had huge round tits that didn’t sag, a narrow waist, perfectly shaped hips, an ass that was rock hard and legs that were a mile long. It wasn’t just her looks and body that made her different wives. She was secretly the super heroine Mrs. Confederate.

            The stunning blonde stood up and paced around her den that looked out over her well-tended flower garden. She turned and studied her nails, thinking it was time for a manicure.

            “He obviously has a studio set up somewhere.” Mrs. Confederate muttered to herself,  “The obvious place would be Sugar Town. King Pimp might have a hand in it because the show seemed well produced. But none of the girls had tuned up at the Palace.

The Palace was the pimp’s massive four-story brothel. For the right price you could fulfill any of your sexual or bondage fantasies. He even had several prostitutes who could past for one of the many super heroines in the city.

“Hubby is on a business trip.” Ashlyn said,  “So I can go poke around Sugar Town. Unfortunately Nan is at Cheer camp so I will be flying solo.”

The tall blonde went into her bedroom and donned her new costume. It was still a short tight dress that showed off her wonderful curves. But it only had one strap so one of her shoulders were left uncovered. A red choker held up her cape. Ashlyn wound the laces of her sandals up her lower leg and tied it off.  The young housewife pulled on a long trench coat, before climbing into her SUV. She drove off into the night.

An hour later, Mrs. Confederate put on her mask and trotted off. The blonde heroine patrolled the dark streets and back alleys. She tracked down some of her best snitches and slapped around a couple of pimps.  While they all knew about the show, they had no idea where the studio was. The shapely heroine was about to give up when she spotted a black van slowly cruising down the street. Mrs. Confederate frowned and ran after the van. She smiled to herself when the van pulled into a dark alley. The blonde heroine watched two young girls, obviously college coeds. She knew that some of the girls from college would foolishly come down to the Sugar Town on a dare or part of some incitation into a sorority.   

Mrs. Confederate watched to men slip out the van and move to the end of the alley. The blonde heroine could see the two creeps planned on grabbing the two silly girls.

“Well the night won’t be a total loss.” Mrs. Confederate said as she ran over to the alley. She used the darkness to slip into the alley and come up behind the two men.

“Looking a good time, boys!” Mrs. Confederate laughed as she grabbed them by the back of their jackets and flung back into the alley. The tall heroine watched them fall to the ground and waited. As one started to get her, she leapt up and hit him with a powerful roundhouse kick. The creep flipped onto his back and moaned. By this time the other guy was on his feet.

“BITCH!” He yelled and swung his fist.

Mrs. Confederate easily blocked the punch and slammed her own fist into his gut. She smiled as he grabbed his gut and bent over. The young heroine brought a Karate chop down on his neck. She laughed as he crumpled to the ground. The shapely beauty heard the footsteps behind her, spun and lashed out her foot. The kick hit the other man in the stomach and sent him flying into some trashcans. He groaned but didn’t get up.

“Well, that wasn’t much of a workout.’ Mrs. Confederate laughed. “Fun but that’s about it.”

The tall heroine walked over to the van and looked inside the open side door. It was empty except for a mattress and a black gym bag. She opened the bag and studied the typical contents. Handcuffs, rope, duct tape, bottle of chloroform, wads of cloth and a ballgag. But two items caught her eye. A phone walkie and a card with the words: SLAVE TV 1313 East Lane. Space 66. Needs at least one blonde for tonight’s show. Pays extra for big tits and good looks.

 “Bingo!” smiled Mrs. Confederate, “Thanks boys. Looks like your ride is here.”

The blonde heroine spotted the red lights of a police car pulling into the alley. She ran off into night.

A short time later, Mrs. Confederate was standing outside one of the many warehouses on the Eastside in Sugar Town. Every heroine in town knew this area. Most nastier crimes when on down here. Inside any of the big warehouses could house a slave training school, slave quarters for slaves waiting to shipped out, most of the hard core porn movies were shot in one of these huge buildings. It was only logical that Slave TV would be set up here. The blonde heroine crept up the door and snuck in. It looked like any other normal TV set except for the padded table with strapped, a pole with chains bolted to it, the padded bench with leather shackles and wood X. There were piles of ropes, chains and leather stripes. The back wall was covered with whips, riding crops, dildos and other bondage toys. There was camera set up and a crane camera sitting by it.

An average looking man was standing by an elaborate set of computers. He looked like just another guy. Nicely cut hair, wire rimmed glasses, flannel shirt, jeans and sneakers. The man turned and almost stumbled back.

“Mrs. Confederate!” He gasped. “HOW?”

“I ran into your catchers.” Mrs. Confederate said, “Not very smart of to write down your address.”

“Look. I can explain. I am not a bad guy. My name is Bob. I mean how many bad guys have the name Bob…”

“Save it foul fiend! You have kidnapped, raped and sold your last young girl into slavery! Well BOB! The party is over. I am canceling SLAVE TV!”

Mrs. Confederate moved toward Bob, flinging the microphone out the way. The long arm of the crane swung around a complete circle. The heavy metal mike smacked the tall heroine in the back of the head.

“UGH!” Mrs. Confederate grunted as she fell forward onto the floor. Her head was spinning like a top. She tried to get up but then slumped.

Bob studied the fallen heroine and carefully walked over. He nudged her with the toe of his sneaker. His first thought was to run for the door but then his eyes fell on the rope.

“Why not?” Bob smiled as he grabbed a coil of rope.

Bob pulled her hands back and tied her wrists together. He tied her elbows together and then wrapped more rope around her waist and upper chest.  He grabbed her by the hair and was surprised how soft and silky it felt. Bob pushed a bright red ballgag into her mouth and pulled it tight.

“Mmmmmph!” Mrs. Confederate moaned and quickly realized she was tightly bound. She pulled and twisted but the ropes held her tight. She grunted as her captor rolled her onto her back. The bound heroine glared at the smiling man.

“Well, looks like I am going to have my best show ever.” Bob smiled, “I have never had a heroine on before. While you were sleeping I sent out e-mails to all my regular guys and Super Pimp. I betting I get millions of hits tonight. Here is the best part. You are going play the perfect slave. You will call me master. I tell you to bend over and you will bend over. I tell you to spread your legs. You spread them.

“MMMMMMMPH!” The bound heroine screamed through her gag.

“Listen Bitch! I am calling the shots! You are going to play nice because if you don’t I will yank off your mask on camera.”

“MMMPH!” Mrs. Confederate sobbed.

“You will play the nice little slave or I will expose you. Now I am guessing that your little sidekick Southern Girl is a very close friend maybe even a relative. Think what will happen to her when I pull off the mask.”

  Mrs. Confederate would do anything to protect her daughter.  She looked into Bob’s smiling face and knew she had no choice but to do as he said. The bound beauty tugged one last time at the ropes and then nodded her head.

“A wise decision.” Bob smiled as he reached down and tweaked one of her tits.

The bound beauty could only lie there and let this creep played with her tit.  She moaned as his hand ran down to her crotch and cupped it. The blonde beauty sobbed as he fingers began to stroke her pussy.

“You like that?” Bob smirked as he continued to rub her crotch. He watched the heroine squirm around and moan. He increased his rubbing and laughed as she began squirm even more.

“Mmmmmmmph!” Mrs. Confederate sobbed as she felt her crotch began to get hot and wet. She couldn’t believe this bastard was arousing her. The bound heroine moaned as her pussy began to throb in the most wonderful way. Mrs. Confederate began to twist around, pulling and twisting against her bonds, as her body got hornier and hornier.

“Oh yeah, you are so liking this.” Bob laughed as her pushed his fingers through the thin fabric of her panties.

“MMMMMMMMPH!” Mrs. Confederate squealed as her body filled with burning lust.

“Oh this is going to be my best show ever.” Bob laughed as he made his captive climax.

“UGHHHHHHHH!” Mrs. Confederate screamed as she came. The bound beauty slumped when the finger stopped stroking her pussy.

“That just a taste of things to come….Not just you coming but other fun things. I can’t wait to see what my cock will do to you.”

The bound heroine whimpered as her captor pulled her up and forced her onto the set. He looked around, trying to decide where to start with the heroine. He smiled and pushed her down to her knees.

“Yes, on your knees. Close up on your face and then pan out.” He smiled. “Mmmm. We need to add something to your new look. Something to make you look more submissive. Ah!”

Bob went to the wall, took down a red leather collar with spikes and a red leather leash.  He came back to his kneeling, bound heroine.

Mrs. Confederate could only kneel there as he buckled the collar around her slender neck and snapped on the leash. She looked up when Bob tugged on the leash.

“Now slave, “ Bob said, “You stay right there while I set up the camera. I want get your best side and fortunately you won’t need makeup. I know some women who would kill for those cheekbones and lips. We got about an hour before show time so just relax and safe you energy. You going to need it.”

The blonde heroine glumly knelt there with her chin on her chest while Bob ran around getting the main camera and six other smaller cameras set up. She glumly watched him type away on the computer, knowing he was booting up his site to broadcast the show. Mrs. Confederate was minutes away from becoming the next big Internet porn star.

Bob changed into his show costume, a long black robe with a red robe. He adjusted the robe, typed away on the computer, smiled at the screen and then walked back to his captive.

Mrs. Confederate licked her lips after he took off her gag as she looked up at her captor.

“Bob, it is not too late.” Mrs. Confederate said, “Let me go…”

Bob clamp his hand over her mouth and held up his finger.

“We are beyond that. Now before we start.” Bob smiled, “Let’s get into our rolls. I am…”

“The master.” Mrs. Confederate muttered.

“I need you to more speak clearly and look into the camera.”

“You are the master!” She spat.

“Watch the attitude.” Bob snapped as he put his fingers on her mask.

“YES MASTER! YES MASTER!” She cried.

“Excellent. So you are the?”

“The slave.”

“Excellent. Keep the scared defeated look. It works. Showtime!” Bob smiled as he put on a black and red mask.

The blonde captive whimpered as she realized the cameras had started filming and the world was see Mrs. Confederate collared and on her knees.

“WELCOME TO SLAVE TV WITH OUR VERY SPECIAL SLAVE….MRS. CONFEDERATE!!!!

The bound beauty glumly sat there as she looked into the camera.

“Say a hello to our viewers, slave!”

“Hello.”

“You better do than that bitch!’ Bob yelled as she whipped his riding crop across her ass.

Mrs. Confederate glared but stopped when he reached down and tapped her mask. She swallowed her pride and looked into the camera.

“Welcome to our show!” Mrs. Confederate whined.

“Are you going to be a good little slut tonight, slave.”

“Yes master.”

“Let’s find out, slut.” Bob laughed as he pulled open his robe. “Wrap those ruby red lips around my cock!”

“Yes, master.” Mrs. Confederate sighed as she stared at the cock. The bound beauty closed her eyes and waited as second. After a moment, She licked her lips and opened her mouth as she leaned forward.

“Wow!” Bob laughed as he watched her gulp down his cock.

Mrs. Confederate miserably swallowed the shaft, pushing it deep into her mouth. The blonde heroine tightened her lips and began to suck. She was soon working on the cock with full enthusiasm. Mrs. Confederate sucked on the shaft with loud slurps and grunts. She had to force herself to stop gulping on the cock.

“Hey!” Bob laughed, “Don’t stop now! I was just starting to enjoy it. I mean it slave, SUCK!”

Mrs. Confederate grunted and started to suck. She pumped the cock deep into her throat and held it there. The bound heroine caressed the pole filling with her mouth.

“OHHHHHHHH!” Bob sighed, “That’s the ticket. You may want to switch to camera four to get a good close up this.”

Bob watched the blonde move her lips up and down his pole, grunting and panting as she did. He wanted to rip top and grab her huge tits but forced himself to wait. He wanted her on the table when exposed those babies.

“Mmmmm!’ Mrs. Confederate sighed as she sucked the cock, enjoying the taste and feel of a cock into her mouth. She increased her suction and felt it swell, making he spread her lips wider.

“OH! OH!” Bob gasped, “Oh here it comes!”

“UGHHHHH!” The blonde beauty sobbed as her mouth filled with his. She gulped it down and was reward with another mouthful. Mrs. Confederate hated herself for enjoying the taste of his sperm.  When the cock left her mouth, she ran her tongue around her lips and licked in the last of the cum.

“Definitely the money shot!” Bob laughed as he used the leash to pull his slave to her feet. He kept tugging on the leash as he led her over to the padded table. He touched a button on the table and it rose up into a standing position.

“Against table bitch!” Bob snapped, “Don’t make me ask twice!”

“Yes master.” Mrs. Confederate sobbed as she moved her back against the table; She just stood there as Bob locked her ankles to the leather straps.

“Just stay right where you are.” Bob grinned as he clicked open his knife.

“Please don’t cut me.” Mrs. Confederate gasped.

“Slave, your tits are too tasty to cut. Suck on but not cut. Just relax.”

Bob skillfully cut the ropes binding her off, grabbed her slender wrists and pulled them up. He quickly strapped to the top the table. Her slowly ran his hands down her soft arms down to her face and wrapped his fingers around her head.

“MMMMMOPH!” Mrs. Confederate gasped when he suddenly kissed her full tongue. He wagged his tongue around her mouth, while sucking on her soft lips.

Bob kissed her long and hard. He dropped his hands to her tits and cupped them. She began to caress them while he continued to full tongue her.

“Mmmmmm!” Mrs. Confederate moaned as she forced to kiss him. She tried to ignore the strong fingers mashing her tits around. The bound beauty squirmed around as her body began to respond his fondling.

Bob stopped his molesting and pulled out his knife again. He slipped the knife under her shoulder strap and cut with a quick flick.

“Please no.” Mrs. Confederate sobbed as he slit the front of her costume, making slip off her body and fall to the floor. Now only a strapless white bra and thong covered her full rich body. The bound heroine gasped as her bra was cut off and her large round mounds spilled out. Three more cuts uncovered her golden pussy.

“Well, I bet we are all happy to know you are a natural blonde.” Bob smirked as he cupped her crotch. “You liked this the first time, you are going to love it a second time. Oooooo, someone is still wet.”

“Ugggggh!” The blonde gasped as he worked his finger into her wet cunt. Her body began to throb from the finger fucking. It got hotter when her began to suck one tit while fondling the other. It seconds she was panting in heated lust.

Bob worked his fingers around, trying to find her sweet spot. He chewed on her nipple while tweaking her other tit. He sighed in delight from the taste of her sweet flesh. He squeezed the silky skin between his fingers. Bob ran his tongue over the twin mounds and then licked up to her neck.

Mrs. Confederate feebly tugged at the straps as the hot wet mouth kissed and licked her face and neck. She whimpered when he began to chew on her ear. The whole time the fingers twirled around her pussy. Then she gasped when they hit her G spot.

“UGHHHHH!” Mrs. Confederate squealed in horror and delight.

“Oh baby,” Bob muttered as she chewed on her ear, “You got me all hot and bothered. Time for you and me to get busy!”

Bob moved her cock between her spread legs and thrust up into her hot wet pussy. He grunted in delight as the tight cunt wrapped around his cock.

“AWWWWWWWW!” Mrs. Confederate screamed as the huge pole plowed into her tight pussy. She strained against the straps and sobbed as it buried itself in her body. The bound heroine barely felt his hands mashing her boobs together.

“OH YEAH!” Bob grunted as she began to fuck his captive with all he had. “Time to show you who the master is!”

The bound heroine screamed and panted as the cock began to fuck the living hell out of her. She closed her eyes and tried to stop her body from responding to the rape. Mrs. Confederate began to tremble with the sexual energy flooding her body. She rolled her head round and moaned in heated passion.

Bob mashed her tits around while he pounded his cock deep into her pussy and pulled back to until only his tip was resting inside. Then he began to fuck with all the passion he had.

“Oh my friendly viewers, I wish you could be fucking this bitch!” Bob laughed, “Everything you have heard about these bimbo heroines is true! Look at her face! This slut is really enjoying this!”

“AWWWW!” She screamed, “NO I AMMMMMMM!”

Mrs. Confederate climaxed so hard it shook her body. She flexed every muscle in her body trying to extend the sexual bliss.

Bob kept pounding his bound captive with animal like lust. He began to suck on her throat and then ran his tongue around her face. He took advantage of her gasping mouth and pushed his tongue in.

“Mmmmmmph!” Mrs. Confederate moaned as she sucked on the tongue twirling around in her mouth. She sighed as the cock pushed her closer and closer to another climax. The bound blonde let her lust take over and began to thrust against her captor. She gasped in delight as heated pleasure began fill her body.

“MPHHHHH!” Bob panted through his sloppy kiss while he continued to fuck his helpless captive. He couldn’t believe how tight this slut was. It was squeezed his cock like a tight clamp. He pushed to her tits around, feeling them swell and tighten into hard balls.

“AHHHHHHH!” Mrs. Confederate screamed as her body was rocked by a climax. She pushed herself onto her toes and strained against her bonds. The ravished heroine came again and screamed.

“YESSSSSS!” Bob yelled as he emptied his cock into her pussy. He pumped his shaft dry and pulled out.

“Oh, oh, oh.” Mrs. Confederate moaned as she slumped down. Her head was still spinning from the orgasms so she was too dazed to stop Bob from unbinding her from the table and bent her over the bench. The ravished heroine shook her head to clear it but couldn’t stop him from locking her ankles into the leather shackles.

Bob pulled her hands back and locked them into leather shackles. He grabbed her leash and pulled her head up.

“Get me hard, slave!’ Bob ordered.

“Yes, master.” Mrs. Confederate panted her body still hot from the rape. She licked her lips and the clamped her mouth around the cock. The bound beauty began to suck.

“Ahhhhh!” Bob groaned, “Someone is really into sucking cock.” 

 Mrs. Confederate barely heard his mocking words because she was too into the cock filling her mouth. She sucked and licked the shaft with loud moans and grunts. She tugged at her shackles but to escape but wishing she could wrap his hands around his cock.

“Okay boys and girls” Bob said. “I think I am hard enough for…”

Bob pulled his cock out and moved behind his panting captive.

“Oh, oh, please I…I…” Mrs. Confederate panted, “I can’t take anymore…”

“OH YOU WILL MY BIG TITTED SLAVE!”  Bob laughed, “ASK ME TO FUCK YOUR ASS! DO IT BITCH!”

“PLEASE FUCK MY ASS!” Mrs. Confederate sobbed, “OH MASTER FUCK MY ASS HARD!”

“ASS FUCKING TIME!” Bob yelled as he pushed his cock into her tight butt hole.

“AIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Mrs. Confederate screamed as her ass was forced to accept the hard pole.

The bound heroine screamed and sobbed as a huge cock raped her cherry ass.  The bucked around, fighting against her shackles. She gasped in horror as the pain fade and was replaced with deep growing pleasure.

“Oh you bitch!” Bob laughed, “You got such a great ass! I could fuck this all night! I will between blowjobs and fucking your pussy!”

“OH! OH!  OH!” The bound beauty moaned as her body moved toward a climax.

Mrs. Confederate sucked her lips as she ran her tongue around her mouth. The bound heroine cried out as another orgasm hit her body. The beautiful blonde couldn’t believe he had made her come by raping her ass.

“That’s right whore!” Bob panted, “Keeping coming for me! AHHHHHH!”

“OH GOD! OH GOD!” Mrs. Confederate screamed as her ass was filled with cum making her climax again and again.

The ravished blonde was sobbing and panting in heated lust. She whimpered when the cock pulled out. When it came close to her mouth, she happily clamped her lips around.

“That’s right slave.” Bob smiled as he watched her suck his cock, “Suck away, we got three hours of show to fill.”

Mrs. Confederate sobbed but kept sucking the cock with happy moans.

 

 

THREE HOURS LATER…..

 

 

Mrs. Confederate knelt at Bob feet, looking up at him with big round eyes. Her hands were unbound and rested in her lap. Cum and sweat stained her entire body. Her long blonde hair was plastered around her head.

“Say it again for our viewers, slave.” Bob growled.

“I Mrs. Confederate will serve my master in every way. I will fuck and suck him willingly and happily. Take it up the ass and enjoy it. Oh, Master Bob I am yours, command me!”

“There you have it! It is not urban myth! These super heroines are just bimbos who just need a good fucking to put them in their place!”

Bob made his slave crawl around on her hands and feet as he led her around by his leash.

“Tune in next week! I promise another super guest slave!”

 

 

Nan waved goodbye to her friends and trotted toward the house. All the lights were out and the shapely nineteen year-old wondered where her mom was. The young coed had auburn hair that fell to her shoulders. Her body was not as voluptuous as her mother’s but the halter-top and tight cuts showed off her well-downed chest, narrow waist and tight round ass. The young coed opened the door and stepped in. Nan got three steps into her house when she was grabbed and a foul smelling cloth was pushed into her face.

“MMMMPHHHH!” Nan screamed into the cloth as she struggled around. In seconds she began to slump and drift into darkness.

Bob let her drop to the floor and knelt down. He grabbed the rope he had bought and began to tie the sleeping coed. He wrapped rope around her wrists, elbows, knees and ankles. He used more rope to criss-cross her big tits.

“What the..mphhh!” Nan gasped as a wad of cloth was pushed into her mouth. She tugged and pulled at the ropes trying to get free but couldn’t stop him from using a long strip of cloth to complete her gag.

“There.” Bob smiled as he cupped her tits, “All wrapped up and ready to go. Slave!”

Nan looked over and sobbed at the sight of her mother. The tall blonde came out her bedroom. She was wearing a red silk camisole top, red leather micro-mini skirt with zippers on the side. Her red garter belts holding up her matching fishnet stockings more than peeked out. Red go-go boots with four-inch heels matched her spiked collar perfectly.

“Yes master, “ Mrs. Confederate cooed, “I have it right here. Can I do anything else for you?”

Nan sobbed when she realized her mother was holding up her Southern Girl costume.

Bob saw she was horny again and grinned.

“I’ll fuck you when I….” Bob said, “No, let’s go into the bedroom. I am going to fuck you in your own bed.”

“OH THAT WILL BE FUN!” Mrs. Confederate squealed.

“MMMMPHHHH!” Nan screamed through her gag as Bob grabbed her legs and pulled into the bedroom.

“Don’t worry Southern Girl.” Bob smirked, “I am not going to fuck you…yet. No my sweet young thing. You will lose your virginity on SLAVE TV tonight in front of millions of viewers.

Nan pulled and twisted as she was dragged into her mother’s bedroom. She whimpered as her mother came up to Bob and wrapped her arms around his neck. The tall blonde kissed his face and neck.

“Ooooo, master.” She cooed while playfully chewing on her ear.

Bob looked down at the struggling coed and blew her a kiss.

“Enjoy the show. Because tonight you are going to be the show. Gonna make you are star just like mommy…then make you my slave…just like mommy.”