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Trading Spaces Part I – The Uses of STB (Somidoben Trisopherous Benoline) As if you where tuning a dial on a television, we are going to tune this story’s narration into the mind of a certain Michael Senatin residing in Intercourse, Pennsylvania as he reads the ingredients and instructions on a new bottle of special something he recently bought to spice up his life…. INGERDIENTS*: water, sorbitol, PVP, propylene glycol, carbomer, keratin amino acids, aloe extract, tea tree extract, thriethanolamine, isosteareth-20, terasodium EDTA, fragrance, blue1, yellow 5.ACTIVE INGREDIENTS_: 1% Somidoben Trisopherous Benoline_ ...

As long as Shelly could remember, their family has had a twisted little Christmas tradition that any clothes or such that you got, you had to model them to the rest of the family. At least, that is what she had told Eric. At first, when Eric was dating Shelly, the garments were mild, such as a t-shirt with snoopy dressed as Santa or a pair of red plaid polyester dress pants. However, after they got married three years ago, the ‘wearable’ gifts he got more crass and risqué, such as a pair of Spongebob Squarepants boxers with his long nose centered over a certain area. Last year was even worse. ...

Author's Note: Triplets expecting to be sex slaves find out what slavery really is. Chapter 1: Introduction It was a mild Monday morning in November when Racheal and her slave/assistant Jasmine went to visit Mr. & Mrs. Schwartz at their hotel in downtown Miami to discuss the training of the triplets they had found to become proper slaves. Racheal was dressed in a white leather pants suit and 5’ heels, while Jasmine was in a light blue dress with matching heels and her slave collar locked securely around her neck as always. Her dress was low cut showing off her new 42DD breasts. As she sat down in the living room, with Jasmine on the floor beside her, Mrs. Schwartz said “I am Allyson and this is my husband David”. “Nice to meet you, Racheal responded and this is Jasmine my slave and assistant.” Allyson commented that jasmine was very lovely and well trained. They discussed the triplets, two sisters and a brother, that the Schwartz’s had found living in a trailer park alone in Alabama, that were interested in becoming slaves for money of course. She confirmed that they were over 21 and would supply proof and the three had signed personal service contracts for three years and would be compensated generously. She said the three were novices, but needed the money and were willing to become slaves. Racheal laughed at that statement, and responded, they have no clue do they? Not really, but they will be ready in four weeks once they recover from their breast augmentation surgery and pass a physical and the money is placed in escrow accounts. The male is very effeminate, except for his 11" penis, and is also having implants and will be trained as a she-male. I don’t expect any problems from him, but his sisters are head strong and only care about getting the money but will need serious training. The girls, Bonnie and Barbara will be serving me as my slaves while the male, Brandon will serve David. You have Carte Blanc to use what ever means to train them. All three will need to have hair removal and you will be given a list of what is to be pierced. Also a custom designed chastity belt will be supplied for Brandon. Racheal then suggested to Allyson that the girls be placed in control chastity belts that can be bought from her friend Shelia. “What is a control belt” she asked. Racheal told Jasmine to stand and lift her dress to show Allyson the belt. ...

Damn! Here she was, half done with her shift, then three days off, when Captain Rogers tells her that she has transport duty. Worse, it was an overnighter with a seven hour drive each way. Deputy Bryant would be in to go with her, he said. So Deputy Aimee Mills got the name and social security number of the prisoner. Leslie Adams, 4XA-72-X330, the print out said. She was serving time for credit card fraud, and needs to appear before Judge Hobbs here in Lee County by tomorrow for the same. Well, at least she’s not violent, she thought as she got the keys to the unmarked transport car. She waited about half an hour, and got a call from Capt. Rogers saying that Dep. Bryant couldn’t make it in, and would she be willing to make the pick up on her own. Deputy Mills agreed, and hit the road for Jackson County Jail. She had to pick her up by midnight, or Jackson Co. would have to release her. That meant she had to share a hotel room with the perp on the way back. She arrived just after 11pm. Deputy Mills retrieved the belly chain and leg irons from the trunk, tossed them over her shoulder and walked in. She greeted the desk Sergeant and identified herself. “I’m here to pick up,” she double-checked the printout, “Leslie Adams.” ...

Eden was invited to come over to visit her new friend Ann. She arrives early in the afternoon and finds the key under the mat like Ann had told her and lets her self in. Ann has a beautiful home. Eden sets about exploring, knowing that Ann would not be home from work for several hours. The two girls had made a date to go shopping that evening so she has plenty of time. This is her first time here so she was understandably curious. ...

He lay there helpless in the dark. The dim lights and sounds emanating from the other room however reminded him that he wasn’t alone. He was being left to suffer the cruel psychological torture that only sexual deprivation could provide him. He longed for release. He longed for satisfaction. He longed to cry out to his mistress. But a mouthful of rubber kept him from doing anything but wait. “You should put the belt on,” she whispered with a devilish grin. The last day of her period was keeping them from enjoying a playful romp, but she wanted to make sure that he was horny for her tomorrow. She was ready for a spin in the sheets right now but he would have no part of it. A day of frustration for him meant some added insurance for her and her needs. Besides, he liked it even though he wouldn’t admit it. ...

It was mid-May in northern Arizona, and final exams were over at last. Jenny knew that she had done well; studying is easy when you don’t have a social life. She entered the Student Union and looked around until she spotted her best friend Toni waving to attract her attention. Toni rejoiced, “Free at last! What have you got planned for the summer, Jen?” “Nothing much now. I had hoped to work with Professor Slovak on his biodegradable plastic project, but the grant didn’t go through. I promised my father that I’d visit him in Chicago, but I’m going to put that off as long as possible. How about you?” ...

It all started as results of an on-line ad that I placed on a B&D web site. In the ad there was a series of questions to fill out. One of the questions was about a B&D fantasy. I answered that it would be my ultimate fantasy to be forced into trying on a pair of high heel thigh high boots in a store. Then being forced to pay for them and wear them out of the store. All under the direction of my mistress. ...

Monica was enjoying a leisurely run, happily navigating the twists and turns presented by a trail someone had cut through a heavily wooded section of Baxter park. It was another beautiful Sunday in paradise. As she ran, Monica realized that moving to the south was one of the best decisions she’d ever made. While Monica’s friends and family were inside hiding from the blizzards up north, Monica was outside in shorts and a t-shirt, drinking in the bright warm sun. ...

Author's Note: This is just a small sampling of so many things we have done! Cindy and I have gotten a TON of e-mails from just posting a couple of stories here - thank you so much! (There ARE more stories on the way!) We have replied to most of the e-mails, mostly copy and paste but we personalize them as well. One thing that stands out is, in my copy and paste section, I mention that the 2 of us have gotten into playing “Truth Or Dare”. Seems like everyone wants to hear about that, so, here goes. I am going to keep these simple, as there are so many of them: ...