It is meant to be read by adults. Children under the age of 18, please leave. All the characters in this story are of my own imagination, and not real in any sense of the word.
Any similarities to that of living people is pure coincidence. Tiny Tina and her equally short boyfriend Don, become live in slaves to a strong and aggressive married couple. Read how they humiliate Don while using Tina for their pleasure.
Read on — and I hope you enjoy this story. It didn't always start that way. My name is slut now but it used to be Don. My girlfriend is called Pet, but her real name is Tina. We wanted to take in the sites, all the local attractions and even some of the more neighborhood places that are not in the AAA tour guide book.
One of those quaint places was a leather and latex sex bar. But it was true. We met this guy at our hotel pool. He seemed innocent enough, and gave us directions to this bar. He gave us the password to use at the door, and he told us to wear dark clothes, so we didn't stick out.
His name was Reggie, and he just couldn't keep his eyes off Tina's 32 DD breasts while she was in her wet swimsuit. Tina's nickname was Tiny Tina — she was just that — she weighed in at 94 pounds, and 10 of those were in her tits. She was only 4' 11" tall, dark brown hair, and a nice tan body.
Her green eyes were in striking contrast to her dark skin, and they sparkled when she was happy. We went to this bar, and saw all the guys in leather. The women walking around with next to nothing on — some were dominant and some were in cuffs and thus submissive.
Lots of action and stares from the bigger guys. Tina can attract men the way a dart board attracts darts. Each is looking to score — and get the bull's eye. I tried to keep next to her so they knew she was taken. But being 5' 6" tall and pounds myself, I wouldn't be much of a deterrent to keep the bully guys away.
But believe it or not, other than a few cat calls, and an occasional guy pinching her ass, we didn't get hassled as much as I thought we might when I entered. But the scenes in each room were very erotic. Guys whipping women, bound men being led around on a leash, strong aggressive women even having 10 inch phallic symbols protruding from their crotch. This was the weird side of NY, and we took it all in. My favorite was the woman in leather — leading a guy around to fuck her other slave, who was bound to a wooden X-Frame.
This guy had a huge hard on — and he used it only when his Mistress gave him permission. The girl on the X-Frame was held in place while he rammed his tool into her ass.
All the while the two of them were getting whipped by the leather Mistress. Tina's favorite scene gave me shivers. She liked the one that had two guys and a girl. The dominant guy had the submissive one on his knees on stage — while he sucked on the Master's prick.
The woman on stage was letting the Master grope her where he wanted. Finally the Master took his cock and slipped it into the woman's pussy while the slave licked her ass cheeks. When we returned to our hotel we had the best sex ever.
I was harder than I have been in weeks, and she was so very wet — so turned on — it was simply amazing. We never saw the guy at the pool again and we had to return home, but he had given Tina his email address, and she sent him a wonderful letter from us both. She told him how much it turned us on to see that — and how good of sex we had after. We stayed in contact a little over the next few months, and we talked a bit about doing something like this again — but NY was so far away, and there wasn't a place like that around here.
He was local to us. She told him everything about us — our likes, and dislikes. She told him about how she was so turned on being submissive — but that I was too nice to be a Dominant Master. He inquired about me — my size, strengths and weaknesses. She even sent him a few photos of us both. That got him hooked right then. She was asked to meet — he had learned a lot about us — and she had learned a few things about him.
This couple liked to take the dominant side of sex. His name was Kyle, and his wife was Bonnie. By the time I found out what she had been doing — we were walking up the sidewalk of their expensive house. I was lured there by Tina — she said that this was a surprise party for one of her bosses at the hospital she worked at.
I just assumed he was a doctor or administrator when I dressed and followed the directions to their house. Tina told me on the sidewalk "Don, I have a confession to make — We're not going to a birthday party — we're meeting a guy and his wife. I have been talking to him online, and he wanted to meet us both.
I have seen pictures of his wife; I think you will like her. Why did you lie to get me here? What is going on? Haven't you ever heard of meeting someone in a public place and getting to see that they are not evil before you go to their house? He is a Dominant Master, and his wife is a Dominant Mistress. Since you never play the role of Master very well, I was -- -- um, unsatisfied. I thought that since you and I both like to please people — we would be a sure thing for being sex slaves once in awhile.
I told him all about our sex life — and he thought he could help us out. They will do everything for you. All you have to do is obey. I know you'll do anything for my pussy! I wanted to leave; I wanted to take her with me. I was angry that she would do this and not tell me. I knew that I wasn't playing the bedroom games very well, but it was just a game — so what if I sucked at it. Tina rang the doorbell, while I was tugging on her arm pulling her away. Before I could get her off the front porch, the door opened up and a woman in a red cotton dress stood in the entranceway.
She was blonde, but a very tall blonde. At 5' 11" she was wrapped in a pound hourglass figure. She was very striking — but didn't appear to be the dominant woman I just pictured moments ago in my erotic mind. Tina seemed at ease right away saying, "Oh, you look just like the photo you sent. Her head was even with the woman's large breasts. The blonde was in 3 inch heels and towered over us both. The woman introduced herself to me "Hello Don, my name is Bonnie. I have heard a lot about you from your enchanted girlfriend.
We entered a large family room with a black leather couch and two white leather recliner chairs. It was dominated by a deep fireplace in the left corner of the room. From the other corner Kyle strolled over to us both. Stretching out his hand he offered a handshake. His hands were huge.
The muscles on his arms were not small either, but by being eight inches taller than me and 75 pounds heavier — I was easily intimidated by him.
We talked a little while — about simple subjects — never really bringing up the reason we were here. Until finally Kyle asked Tina if she had remembered to bring the stuff she was suppose to bring. Curiosity got to me — but she answered "Yes, it is in a sports bag in the car" Kyle had a way to ask me to get the bag that left me only one choice — Obey him.
Our fuzzy cuffs, her 9 inch pink dildo, some rope, a few bras, panties and a brand new pack of cotton panties — in a size that wasn't hers? I brought the bag back into their house, only to find that Kyle and Tina were no longer in the room.
Bonnie said that they had gone to another room — we would be interviewed to see if we are really compatible — our separate answers would be compared, and if they please them — we would be allowed to stay the weekend. She told my husband a few things about you both — but we want to know from you if you can be submissive and obey the way we want you to.
She told me we were going to a party — then told me the reason we are here is to be checked out by you both as potential sex slaves? She wanted to meet my husband by herself. She wanted to find out about submissive erotic sex — without you.