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Training the old fashioned way. (Hosted externally)
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They just don't train slaves like they used to..not even in Khabadammi!
Really? Why that almost sounds like a criticism, but this seems like at least a reasonable start. Sure, the bitch will take a few more weeks, another 200 tastes of the lash, but she still has potential!

Patience and a good whip (plus stout shackles) is all that is really required to properly train a broken, obedient slave, even in these disturbing modern times!
 
Really? Why that almost sounds like a criticism, but this seems like at least a reasonable start. Sure, the bitch will take a few more weeks, another 200 tastes of the lash, but she still has potential!

Patience and a good whip (plus stout shackles) is all that is really required to properly train a broken, obedient slave, even in these disturbing modern times!
Can they be trained to do house work?
 
The Kabaddi Team (Hosted externally}
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Here we are in the delightful Khabadammi town of Mudhala on the North East coast where the World Kabaddi Championships are being held. Although the game is the national sport of Bangladesh any Khabaddian follower of the sport will tell you that the game originated here in Khabadammi over 2 000 years ago. These days the losing finalists are not impaled and paraded through town as was the custom until 1963 when foreign teams refused to participate, except for the Germans who hadn’t read the small print and eventually lost on penalties.
The current Scottish side are managed by Gareth Northgate, an ex English football manager who was recently sent into exile in Scotland. He pleaded for the death penalty but was dragged in chains screaming until he was north of the border where he was dumped. He swore allegiance to the newly appointed Queen of Scotland, Nicola the first, and worked his way to become manager of the Scottish Kabaddi team. Despite his efforts the team did manage to get to the World Championships where they faced a must win game against the Democratic Republic of Congo. Gareth decided extra training sessions were in order on one of the sunny beaches, Unfortunately the girls took advantage of the sun and stripped of for a bit of a tan. They were soon picked up by the Morality Police and escorted to the nearest nick where they were given something of a tanning. I’ve no idea what happened to Gareth.
 
New Arrivals (Hosted externally)
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Here we are back in Khabadammi in the courtyard of the palace of Jemilla Al-Khatib where some newly bought sex slaves are being processed. All the slaves are hungry and thirsty after a long journey and their needs are soon attended to. There's always extra helpings for the less well endowed slaves who clearly need some body building proteins inside them.
 
Delightful pic! I have often wished for such a devise.......a couple of times, makeshift options provided fun for all! At a birthday party, one of my fellow male slaves enjoyed an evening on a St. Andrew’s Cross and a female submissive (a dedicated lesbian) was given the task of replacing this impailer....she did a remarkable job.
Before I got a St. Abndrews cross, I had 4 eye screws mounted on the wall
 
The Bed Warmer (Hosted externally)
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Winter is drawing in in Khabadami and disaster has struck in the Salek household. The dried camel dung boiler has creaked and groaned to a weary end despite Husni al-Salek’s best efforts with his hammer, prayers and curses. His wife has sent him off to buy a new boiler and arrange for fitting before the World Cup starts. Husni sets off with his orders ringing in his ears but stops off at the Crucified Infidel where he had more than one or two glasses of Raki to keep out the chill wind. He was reminiscing about the good old days with the landlord who happened to mention the new Sex Slave Warehouse that had recently opened. That set Husni thinking. He pictured himself in bed with his wife on the window side to keep the draught out and a young virgin to play with on the other side.

So here we are at the Warehouse where Husni is viewing some new arrivals. The sales assistant Adeeba is extolling the virtues of the slaves on offer.

Adeeba. “Now this most beautiful slave is most assuredly a virgin sir. She is From UddersFelt in the Countess of Yorkshire in the Kingdom of the United Charlies. And believe me good sir a virgin from UddersFelt is rarer than a chicken’s teeth.”

Husni. “I think you mean Huddersfield?”

Adeeba. “I am not not knowing who the field belongs to good sir but I can assure you that she will happily replace your old boiler and keep you warm at night. And she comes with two most glorious tits that you can exercise until your goats come home.”

Husni. “10% off for cash?”

Adeeba. “I think we have a deal sir.”
 
The Bed Warmer (Hosted externally)
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So here we are at the Warehouse where Husni is viewing some new arrivals. The sales assistant Adeeba is extolling the virtues of the slaves on offer.

Adeeba. “Now this most beautiful slave is most assuredly a virgin sir. She is From UddersFelt in the Countess of Yorkshire in the Kingdom of the United Charlies. And believe me good sir a virgin from UddersFelt is rarer than a chicken’s teeth.”

Husni. “I think you mean Huddersfield?”

Adeeba. “I am not not knowing who the field belongs to good sir but I can assure you that she will happily replace your old boiler...
One wonders what Adeeba means with '...but I can assure you that she will happily replace your old broiler'...
 
The Indoor Picnic (Hosted externally)
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Not a good day for slaves anywhere in Khabadami. It was raining on the King’s birthday! That would often mean a good whipping for the slaves. Not that it changed the weather but it made the King feel better about things. The weather wasn’t too good down on Djamila’s milk farm either. She’d planned on a nice picnic with her autistic friend Farah when the heavens opened up. They decided that the milking shed was nice and warm and dry and a good place to have lunch.

Farah. “It is pouring from Heaven. Just listen to it.”

Djamila. “Yes indeed and in Czechoslovakia they say it is raining wheelbarrows!”

Farah. “Oh no!! those poor people. Thank Allah (PBUH) that we do not live in Czechoslovakia my dear friend.”

Djamila. “And in Denmark it rains shoemakers apprentices.”

Farah. “Oh I do hope those little apprentices do not get hurt. I must write to the King of Denmark and ask him to do something.”

Djamila. “In Norway it is female trolls and in Finland it is old grandmas.”

Farah. “Well those female trolls most certainly deserve it but it is very sad for those old grandmas.”

Farah was a big lover of cats and dogs so Djamila didn’t tell her what it rained in England. Instead she asked how she was enjoying her glass of warm milk.

Pic especially for @montycrusto who became a God-Emperor today.

Astrid is a French autistic girl who works in the criminal records department in the TV series Astrid -Murder in Paris. My favourite series.
 
The Indoor Picnic (Hosted externally)
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Not a good day for slaves anywhere in Khabadami. It was raining on the King’s birthday! That would often mean a good whipping for the slaves. Not that it changed the weather but it made the King feel better about things. The weather wasn’t too good down on Djamila’s milk farm either. She’d planned on a nice picnic with her autistic friend Farah when the heavens opened up. They decided that the milking shed was nice and warm and dry and a good place to have lunch.

Farah. “It is pouring from Heaven. Just listen to it.”

Djamila. “Yes indeed and in Czechoslovakia they say it is raining wheelbarrows!”

Farah. “Oh no!! those poor people. Thank Allah (PBUH) that we do not live in Czechoslovakia my dear friend.”

Djamila. “And in Denmark it rains shoemakers apprentices.”

Farah. “Oh I do hope those little apprentices do not get hurt. I must write to the King of Denmark and ask him to do something.”

Djamila. “In Norway it is female trolls and in Finland it is old grandmas.”

Farah. “Well those female trolls most certainly deserve it but it is very sad for those old grandmas.”

Farah was a big lover of cats and dogs so Djamila didn’t tell her what it rained in England. Instead she asked how she was enjoying her glass of warm milk.

Pic especially for @montycrusto who became a God-Emperor today.

Astrid is a French autistic girl who works in the criminal records department in the TV series Astrid -Murder in Paris. My favourite series.
fantastic!!!
 
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