"Take it slut, it's just a little weight." Mistress Regina clipped the labia clamp onto her slave, making her whimper as the metal edges bit soft and red flesh. Her slave, Eloise, had been put on an extreme 3-day sexual exercise, but she had not yet been allowed to cum. Regina knew it was driving her girl mad, but she didn't really care. She'd been dumb enou...
Lisa struggled against the uncomfortable position, but it was no use. Her head was stuck through one hole in the pillory, and her hands through two others. She was standing, and her ankles were trapped as well, leaving her forcibly immobile in a bent-over position. Worse, her ankles were trapped painfully far apart and forward, which meant that her hips and...
Anastasia Pears waited patiently. She was 47 years old woman. She had curvy figure, generous D-cupped breasts, long dark brown hair. She was of average height. She was what one would considered attractive MILF. She wore black latex catsuit and black latex tight-high boots. The bell rang. She opened door and let in her guest, Elena Matthey and closed door b...
If you’ve read “The Nude Triptych”, you will recall that I left Kath’s gorgeous house with the promise that, next time I visited her, she would let me see inside her secret room. For days I was consumed with curiosity about it and could hardly wait before going around to see her again, but I knew I’d have to wait until Roger was away for a day or so; Kath is...
This story is about how Gail became the seductress she is. I really encourage you to read my first story "GTO" to understand fully who Gail is as I spent much more time on her background there. This story takes place at the beginning of summer between her Junior and Senior year of high school. ***** HHHmmmm, there I was. Laying on in a grassy field near...
I awakened Saturday morning alone in bed, glanced at the clock and was shocked to see it was after ten. My ankle cuff was still attached to the foot of the bed. I had to pee. "Mistress Kelly!" I called. I soon heard footsteps. "Good morning, sleepyhead." I expected Kelly, of course, so was somewhat surprised to see Sam, naked, except for the ever-present co...
I followed the mistress into the low stone room, behind me followed the slavegirl.. Dressed in an extremely tight & small French maid outfit, made out of some artificial fabric that looked & felt like a cross between silk & plastic. About her hung the pleasing odour of sexual need & her slippery inner thighs squelched as she trotted after us. Her ankles were...
See Part 1 if you want the background to this story. Otherwise, this mostly works as a standalone story. ***** We had our story. Oh, did we have our story. As the crowd filed out, Jovie climbed down from the stage and walked over to me on wobbly legs. I wasn't sure exactly what to say to her and was embarrassed that I'd made her volunteer, so I just got do...
Amber paid the driver and watched with some apprehension as the taxi slowly rolled away. A light snow was falling and it quickly lost itself in the dark New York night. She looked again at the scrap of paper clutched in her hand and then at the dreary façade of number 204. There had been no mistake, as bad as it looked this was the place she was supposed to...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* *.*.* "Again, Mr. Sullivan, your name is not on the lease. Your name is not on ANY the paperwork with Prescott P...