The clock said 8:oo P.M., Sunday evening. It was time to go. I checked the contents of my bag and made sure that I had everything that he had requested. In the soft leather bag, was a ball gag for my mouth, three butt plugs, small, medium and large, a dildo that resembled a large, fleshy penis, leather handcuffs, a French Maid's outfit, school girl skirt, th...
So I initially started off the same as 100's of stories on here about my first time and how I escalated from online play to actually meeting up with a guy. I didn't get very far and decided I would do something a little bit different and write about the true story of my second time first. If you like this then I am happy to write about my other experiences....
When I got to their house, only Pierre was home. He's the guy who likes to play master. He isn't into 24/7, rather equal day-to-day, but during the sessions he's a dominant top, loves flogging, rigging and pretty much everything BDSM tops would. And loves to see the excitement of the sub. We pretty much just said hi, happy to see each other, then he pushed...
The Master came home from the slave market carrying a small cage. He carried it with ease, as if it wasn't heavy. He took it into the most secure cell in the house. This cell was completely soundproof. It was solid steel all the way around, protected by three steel doors, each with a different locking mechanism. There were cameras linked to a main room whi...
I didn't get my threesome with Jake and Marcus after bedtime. It wasn't that my cousin and his buddy didn't recover themselves after the jerk-off we'd had before tea, it was just that by the time the three of us collapsed into Jake's bed, we'd had so much fun with Uncle Rob that we were all just too bloody knackered! It had started after I'd checked in with...
The following account of late 19th century sexual torment was taken from the journal of Daniel Nickels, the Captain of the brig Waccamaw during the Civil War. The journal was discovered hidden behind a wall during recent renovations at the Bellaire Plantation in Savannah, Georgia, where the Captain lived after the war. I surveyed the chamber for the upcomi...
I never knew his name; our hosts never told us. Neither did I know where they found him. He wasn't the first young man which the posse of imperious dominants had provided for the entertainment and he wouldn't be the last. The submissive character and accommodating nature of the sluts which brightened these parties always entranced me. They loved to serve; t...
It was a nice and sunny day, the kind of weather that you ride with the windows down and enjoy the weather and I was headed to the office. I was working with a job that covered a lot of area and I spent a lot of time on the road. I would always take a road that was hardly used but good traveling. This was just like the other days and I was going back to the...
I could tell I was bound at my wrists. I could tell I was on a bed with a pillow under my hips. I could feel the ball gag in my mouth. "Good, you are awake. I was getting to the point I was going to start without you." I felt the man get in bed with me and slide a very slick finger into my ass. I felt my cock twitch. I did not want it to do anything, I wa...
Just some time ago a Kathrine ran into me in the gym with Luke. She stood us side by side that day. She saw it, she saw that I was a physical copy of him. She compared, touched and laughed. Suggested what fun we could have with David (Lukes' partner) if we'd blindfold him, sad that there was no way she could have that fun with us now that she'd noticed. No...