It is Saturday night at the casino, and as you will find out, Pam has plans for me. I hope you all enjoy this as much as I did. Once again, if you are not into female domination stories...read something else. I was sitting in the tub while the hot water jets soothed my body. My legs were shaved smooth, and Pam was in the shower. The humiliation I went th...
Chapter 7 Phallus in Wonderland The only explanation for this was that the robot knew how to send images to my optic nerves, substituting her own images for what my eyes actually processed. She also was able to directly stimulate the Nucleus Accumbens, which is the pleasure center of the brain! The fact that every square inch of my skin was now stimulated...
Have you ever had a job interview that really made you overly nervous? A job that you weren't even sure was meant for you, maybe even seemed out of character for you? Well that is the position I was last week. I had a run of really bad luck lately and as a result I was looking at losing not only my car, but also my house. So, I needed money coming in fast...
Drake helped the other personal and house slaves clean up. His leash bounced against his chest, a reminder of Mistress Raell's order for him to come upstairs after the dining room was clean. The captured slaves were cut free and shepherded down to the Cave. Drake noticed most of the house slaves snuck scraps of the dinner food, which had consisted of a roast...
MISTRESS DAHLIA AND EMPRESS OPHIRA -- ASIAN DOUBLE DOMMES BREAK IN A NEWBIE SUB IN THE RAPTURE DUNGEON BASED (HOWEVER LOOSELY) ON A TRUE STORY AND WRITTEN BY THE MAN WHO LIVED IT! "An angsty, limit-testing, ball-torture and mind-fuck session with tease and denial and lots of clamps?" Franky gulped. The words has just spilled out of his mouth in a nervo...
Still kneeling the beautiful Mistress Syn, Alpha slave and trainer for Master Blaze, raised her head. The nine kneeling beauties around her kept their eyes lowered while their backs were straight, tummies tucked in, breasts pushed forward and bottoms resting on their heels like proper slaves. Eva noticed something in Syn's outfit then that she had not noti...
The same day that Ria Ortega boarded a plane to head to Argentina, Jarvis Cleethorpe was rushing down a hall in the Langley, Virginia headquarters of the Central Intelligence Agency. He had a meeting with the man known simply as "Black Oak," the man who was in charge of a number of projects at the CIA, including the one to identify and eliminate the South Am...
This was a day in which Lisa was truly privileged. It wasn't often she was permitted, let alone invited, to watch television with her mistress, but on this day Madam Colette granted Lisa the privilege of kneeling in front of the screen—naked as always, except for her slave-collar, as clothes were such an unnecessary luxury—while her mistress searched for the...
"Mr. Duchene, I read the stuff you post online, you like Muslim female domination, and you have a thing for Indian girls, well, I'm here to make your life sweet hell, now, get on your knees," Mistress Fatima Bhatti said haughtily, and the Indian Muslim dominatrix smirked at the big and tall young black man who stood before her. He'd just come into the house,...
Anne pulled me towards a door at the back of the club that I somehow hadn't noticed earlier. It was big, black and lacking a handle. A woman in her forties, tall and broad shouldered, wearing a leather vest and black jeans, was leaning against the wall next to it. The short, cropped hair together with her outfit just screamed "dyke" at me, and the critical l...