Megan was sitting in her living room watching TV. The show date room where contests searches the rooms of the people they wanted to date was on. The show was about a woman looking for the perfect Slave girl. Megan Laughed at the show. "How fake. They really want us to buy into the fact that she a real domme. Please! What you think Tiffany?" Asked Megan....
The postman dropped the package through my letter box on a Wednesday morning. It had arrived just as Samantha had said it would when we last exchanged emails the day before. I picked it up, checked that the postmark read Ealing Broadway, as Sam had said it would, then dashed upstairs with it. With trembling fingers I ripped open the plain brown packet and o...
Author's note: It was the night before Christmas Eve, Sarah Garner-Eriksson spends the night alone because her wife and Mistress Rebecca Eriksson-Garner has to work. She goes out and encounters the scare of her life. This story also deals with the aftermath of an attack. I have to add a warning about a great deal of mush ahead as well as some maintenance spa...
This story is a slower burner than the first two chapters. It shifts the plot in response to some personal comments to the author, so less 'wam bam' more 'thank you ma'am'. lol. So, at the end of Part 2 of this story, Clarissa had released Jessica from the humiliating ritual she claimed the group had enforced upon her. IN this chapter, Clarissa recounts the...
It was a cold winter's evening. A Wednesday, seven fourteen. I was curled up on the sofa, my chocolates on the armrest and my hot chocolate on the coffee table, pulled up to be within easy reach. I was getting right into my latest Maeve Binchy novel and as I reached for my third and absolute last until tomorrow chocolate the front door bell rang. The outside...
Author's note: This is part of a series of stories about Jacqueline DeNorlan, a famous sculptor and part-time security expert and her submissive, a young Assistant District Attorney named Victoria Lerner. This story takes place a few months before the events in my story "Get A Room", also published here at literotica. As always I crave feedback via the CONT...
One night, Sophia visited Phoebe for dinner and a catch-up. As the evening turned to night and the red wine flowed unabated, they lost track of time. Finally, during a rare lull in the conversation, Sophia looked at the clock. "Oh my lord, look at the time! I should get going and let you get to bed." She stood up and took two wobbly steps on her high heels,...
As Jen stood there, her body stretched between floor and ceiling, she realised that Mistress' earlier actions had been merely preparation for what she was undergoing now. She had never been bound before this afternoon but now her body was already accustomed to the experience it was going through. She could feel the strain in her muscles, from her splayed leg...
Hey, this took a while huh. Will be posting an update on my profile. As usual, lemme know if you have any comments/criticism, I'd love to hear it. Otherwise, enjoy. ***** Unsurprisingly, Abigail was not able to sleep well her first night in the cage. She had to constantly adjust position else her arms, which were duct taped tightly behind her, would begi...
Chapter Two I sat in front of my dressing table mirror and thought about the evening ahead of me. I was so excited, I really wanted this to be an incredible evening, and hopefully the start of a long delicious affair. It was after all the realisation of all my deepest most secret desires, somehow come true, I wasn't going to mess it up. I looked at myself i...