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Archive name: sexslave.txt (Mdom/F, teens, bd, TV-parody)
Authors name: Niggardly (Address withheld by request)
Story title : My Sex Slave

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An erotic episode of the WB television series "Gilmore 
Girls" based loosely on the 2002 fall season shortly 
after Rory dumps Dean, her old boyfriend, and hooks up 
with Jess her new boyfriend. (Written for fun, not 
profit, no infringement intended, it's just a parody, 
nothing more.)
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My Sex Slave (Mdom/F, teens, bdsm, anal, TV-parody) 
By Niggardly (Address withheld by request)

***

It wasn't more than 6-weeks after breaking up with Dean 
that Jess and I first made love. He was incredible, and I 
just couldn't help myself.

My name is Rory Gilmore, and I live in a small town 
called Stars Hollow with my single mom. She had me when 
she was 17 and has always warned me about sex with boys 
and what it could lead to. But in this day and age, I 
figure any girl that gets pregnant is just stupid, what 
with all the contraceptives there are on the market.

Anyway, I found that I just couldn't get enough of Jess. 
We'd do it just about anywhere we could (Mostly in the 
back seat of his "new" old car).

So when Jess first suggested that I be his sex slave, I 
thought that it would be fun, I was pretty much open to 
anything and I loved him so, but I didn't know how 
serious he was about it. 

He made the suggestion pretty casually. We were having a 
bite at Luke's Diner (a local place that my mom and I 
always have breakfast at, and it belongs to Jess's uncle 
Luke. Jess asked how I felt about giving myself to a man 
to be used only for his sexual pleasure. Jess is a very 
exciting and interesting guy, and it seemed like it might 
be fun to completely submit to his every desire.

So I thought about our nights in bed, feeling his truly 
enormous cock stretching me so nicely to the limit and 
said, "Sure, sounds good to me."

"I don't think you understand," he said seriously. "I 
mean, completely give in to everything I want. Basically, 
to be my sex slave." 

This caught me a little off guard; this is not what a 
woman is supposed to do. We're supposed to be assertive 
and stick up for our rights, not to be a man's sex, or 
any other kind of slave. 

I paused while thinking about at. Looking into his dark 
eyes, I saw that he was extremely serious about this. He 
stared intensely at me, sensing my indecision. Jess is 
the most wonderful man I know, but my pride prevented me 
from going along with him. I averted my eyes, looking for 
Luke to give me some water.

***

The subject was dropped for the time being, but I could 
tell that Jess would bring it up again. When we made love 
that night in the back seat of his car, he seemed to have 
a fire in his eyes, and I felt an overwhelming desire to 
be taken hard. I think he sensed this, and it was with 
reckless abandon that we went at it. If anyone had been 
around they would have known what was going on by the 
violent rocking motions of Jess's car.

He had planted a seed, one that was to grow in the coming 
days. I struggled with my dilemma; unable to reconcile my 
physical urges with what I thought was "right." Here I 
was, a 4.0 student at a top preparatory school, on my way 
to a limitless future. I knew that I was going to Harvard 
in a year, so why would I debase myself this way? 

Finally, I could stand it no more. I called Jess that 
night and asked him to come over. "Why?" he asked. I 
wasn't sure if I should tell him about my decision or 
not. I decided to give him a hint just to excite him as 
much as I was already. "Because, master, I need you." He 
hung up immediately, leaving me wondering what he was 
thinking.

Fifteen minutes later my doorbell rang. I opened the 
door, and Jess asked what had taken me so long. I 
apologized, but he just walked by me, thankfully my 
mother was working with a wedding party and hadn't 
planned on coming home till late.

"Rory, do you know what this involves? You must give in 
to anything I wish. You must never disobey me. Your body 
and sole will be mine, and I will use them as I see fit. 
Do you understand?"

Looking down, with my hands behind my back, I responded 
meekly in the affirmative. 

"I don't know if I believe you Rory," he said. "I'm going 
to test you. Go upstairs into your mother's bedroom and 
take off your clothes. I will be up in a little while."

This was a new Jess. Normally he was soft spoken and 
gentle. He'd never forced himself on me, though I could 
tell that he sometimes wanted to. He seemed to love 
foreplay as much as I did, and here he was gruffly 
telling me to strip and wait in my mother's room. I went 
upstairs, undressed, and sat down on the bed to wait for 
him. God, what if my mom came home right now?!

Twenty minutes later Jess came up, carrying some rope. He 
took off his clothes. I love watching his nakedness 
emerge as one piece of clothing after another and dropped 
away. His body was so sexy, so masculine that it made my 
heart race.

Naked, he sat down on a chair and looked at me. "Well, 
what are you waiting for? Get over here and suck my 
cock!" 

I crawled over to him and knelt in front of him. He was 
already harder than I had ever seen him. I took his 
wonderful penis in my hand, not even able to touch my 
thumb and forefinger as I wrapped them around the huge 
thing. Then I leaned down and I put my mouth around him, 
prepared to give him a blowjob as I had done several 
times before.

But this time, after only a minute or so, I felt his 
hands on the back of my head, forcing my mouth down on 
him. When his cock hit the back of my throat, I gagged, 
but this did not deter him, he just grabbed a fist full 
of my hair and began fucking my mouth faster and faster. 

Tears formed in my eyes as my throat was stretched, I 
chocked some more, he was so big and long, I could hardly 
breathe. I tried to pretend in my mind that I was 
swallowing a large piece of food, and this seemed to help 
a bit. Then Jess started forcing my head up and down on 
his dick faster, in and out, in and out, down my throat. 
I gagged several more times, and tears were now running 
down my cheeks, but he did seem not care. Well, I 
thought, this is what I asked for.

All of a sudden he stopped and told me to go over to the 
bed and get on my knees and bend as far down as I could. 
He pushed me even further so that my breasts were mashed 
against my lower thighs. Then I felt him tie a rope 
behind my legs and over my back, in essence hog-tying me. 
The coarse rope bit into my skin, and I started to worry 
if I had gotten in over my head. He then demanded that I 
put my hands behind my head. He tied them securely in 
place, leaving me immobile with only two strands of rope.

I heard him go to the bathroom, then return. I heard the 
cap of something being taken off, then a delay, then 
something was thrown to the floor.

I waited there, tied, on the bed, wondering what he was 
going to do and nearly shaking from fear, and strangely 
enough, arousal.

"Well, Rory, this should tell us how serious you are," 
Jess said. 

I didn't know what he meant until I felt his huge cock 
between the cheeks of my ass. I had never taken a cock 
there, and he knew it. Jess had been my first boy and he 
knew that I thought this kind of thing was perverted. He 
had asked me several times, but I had always rebuffed 
him. Now I silently waited for what I knew I could not 
stop.

The discrepancy in sizes made it difficult for him. He 
grabbed my hips and pulled me to him, but I was too 
tight. He slapped my ass a few times, telling me to 
relax. I did my best, and with a sudden lunge he forced 
about an inch into my anus. 

I cried out in the most severe pain of my life and was 
rewarded with another lunge of his cock. I begged him to 
stop, knowing that he wouldn't, and also knowing that I 
didn't really want him to. He forced more and more of 
himself into me until finally he was as far in as he 
could go. I felt unbelievably full, and the stinging pain 
was making me see stars.

Jess began thrusting right away, but my tightness 
prevented him from moving too quickly. But slowly the 
pain receded, leaving a dull throbbing discomfort.

He used his hands to force my hips back and forth on his 
erect penis, moving ever faster as my tight butt-hole 
loosened it more and more. Soon he was thrusting at will, 
and I could see the true meaning of being used by a man. 
He was doing what he wanted to me. 

It pleased him because it was so tight. Though I derived 
very little physical pleasure from my anal deflowering, 
the submissiveness of it turned me on incredibly. I 
squeezed his penis with all my might with my muscles, 
making him moan in appreciation. I could now control how 
tight I was, and took full advantage of my newfound 
talent.

It didn't take much longer for my contractions to push 
him over the edge. Jess thrust his penis deep inside me 
and held it there. I could feel it pushing against the 
depths of my rectum, then suddenly, I could feel the 
contractions of his cock throbbing inside me, emptying 
himself in me. He remained hard for several minutes 
afterwards, then slowly pulled from my grip. The friction 
was painful.

Then Jess got up and went downstairs, leaving me tied on 
my bed. His semen dripped from my open hole onto my 
mother's bedspread. I started to wonder here Jess was. He 
wouldn't leave me like this for my mother to find me. God 
I hoped not!

After a while he returned. His dick was limp, but he told 
me to take it in my mouth. I was grossed out but did as 
he said. I could taste his cum and my ass on it, both 
were dried on his cock. I had to really force myself to 
do it. 

Jess got hard quickly and decided to fuck my ass again. I 
was still pretty loose, but the tissue was sore and the 
friction was difficult to take.

After he came a second time he stuck a wad of tissue 
paper up my butt and again forced me to clean him with my 
mouth. When he was done he untied me and carried me 
downstairs to my room, then he left. On the way out he 
said that I hadn't performed badly, considering that it 
was only my first night.

I pulled the blankets up over my naked body and fell 
asleep, exhausted. I awoke the next morning and groaned 
when I realized I still had tissue paper in my sore ass. 
I tenderly removed it, thinking about the previous 
night's events.

Then I heard the door open and my mom's face appeared 
around the edge, "Hi honey, did you have a good night 
last night?"

"Um, yeah, I did," I responded cautiously.

"Well sweetie, you'll have to do some more of the same 
tonight because I'm going to be tied up with the Pierce 
Wedding until late tonight. That okay with you?"

"Um, sure mom, that's fine." 

And I thought to myself, "I think I'll be tied up tonight 
too!"

END

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