WARNING, do not repeat any of the acts I describe here. They were stupid and dangerous and could have resulted in serious injury or death. This is a true personal account of how I got involved with BDSM and electric play as an ignorant person blind to the potential deadliness of my homemade toys. This story is not encouragement to try anything it describes a...
"It's funny how clothes set the mood," my Owner has mused, and he's right: When I am dressed according to his specifications, I feel more like my true self, his property, his "living fuck doll," as he once said to fluster me. He always instructs me in how to dress for him, but this time I was given a choice. I was to meet him wearing either fishnet pantyhose...
Emily met Hayden six months ago. He noticed her staring at him in a park as she walked her Jack Russell puppy. She couldn't help it. He was tall, with shoulder-length dark hair. He was dressed in dark clothes. She had never seen anyone like him in her little, conservative town; she knew he must be new. She stared at him with a mix of shock and fascination....
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (22 min/mp3) * * * * * Ally had done some mildly crazy things in her time, most of them related to BDSM. This is a story about one of those events. As a lifelong sub, she was always pushing her own sexual limits. Always looking for that next zenith of pleasure and satisfaction that comes with partaking in certain risky ven...
Part 1: Between each round of floggings, just when the sting was becoming unbearable, Louise would pause to caress his ass, seeming to check her handiwork. Each time she rubbed her hand across his ass she gave some sound of approval and a few light spanks. This time she added, "I'm keeping your ass nice and warm. That must feel so good. I know it does to m...
Note: The following is an "edge play" fantasy, which means things like infection and accidentally severed veins and arteries do not happen, and the characters magically heal just like they do in action films. NOT SSC and NOT intended as a description of BDSM lifestyle. ***** The door opened and Hugo looked up from the screen of his notebook, which display...
"Accept your punishment without a sound, bitch, or it'll get much worse." I growled. This sub's insolence was becoming more than tiresome. She had started out with so much promise. I had met her on an online chat site for BDSM practitioners in our city. She approached me in a respectful manner and told me she was looking for a new Master. When I asked why s...
"Why are we here?" I asked curiously. The place was truly disgusting. Gretchen smiled at me. "Well, you know Adonis-Lloyd wanted some rock, and so we came here after the club...you were out of it, honey." I went into the bathroom briefly, and the toilet was backed up and the tub was filled with excess feces...because no one had called a plumber! When I ca...
This chapter is available in two different versions. The one here in "BDSM" and one in "Loving Wives," which is not quite as rough. Carol chose. You choose. --------------------------------------- Carol lay in a heap, her body nestled in the crook of Mike Burke's knees, her right arm draped over his pistoning butt, her head on the arm of the love-seat, and...
The whip laid into Valerie's back with a vengeance. Blood flipped off the end of the whip to create a splatter pattern on he wall behind the creature wielding the instrument of torture. More blood streamed down the nearly dead woman's back from the open wounds on her back; more appearing each time the savage whip laid into her with a loud crack. "Say it!" t...