I had expressed to my Dom my desire to be pierced. I had told him that I love the way it makes me feel. We agreed that I was to have my wrists pierced with dermal clamps, and they would be my day cuffs, since I could not wear my leather cuffs out in public. These would serve as a permanent reminder that I was a slave, owned by him. A sub could not ask for mo...
I love reading stories about women who are slaves, since I have been one myself for the past two years. I am a 30 year old woman. I am also a teacher at our local college. The pressure of my job caused me to lose many friends and divorce my husband. I talked to my friend Claire, who is two years older than me. She is also a teacher at my college. I asked he...
"Mm-hmm, ah-hah. yeah." sir droned into the headset of an old rotary phone, twiddling the coiled chord around his fingers. His desk was an anachronistic potpourri of memorabilia, a globe and an inkwell beside a rosewood drawer that hid a liquor cabinet. "If it's any lower than point oh eight, it isn't a felony." There was a bump and a tinkling of porcelai...
I hadn't heard from you for a few weeks and I was missing you like crazy, and out of the blue you texted me, asking how I was etc. We texted throughout the day talking about anything and everything and it weren't long before our usual flirty texts started. You asked me what I was thinking and I replied back saying "I was thinking about seeing you and getting...
It started with an innocent weekend trip to New York. I was planning an exploration into the realm of BDSM with a girlfriend. We had been planning the trip for almost two months and now here I was landing at the John F. Kennedy airport. Her friend met me and took me to her. Turns out, he was her slave in real-time, unknown to me. He picked her up at her hou...
She screamed, knowing it to be a futile effort. He had her. She wanted this, but she also wanted the struggle. So she let the rope rub her wrists raw and she vainly tried to free herself from the bed. He stood just above the bed watching her struggle. He smiled, he loved this as much as she did. He was a foreman on the controversial tunnel project and alwa...
Picture the scene. Son is at work - 10 until 3pm Daughter is at audition 10 until 4pm we have the house to ourselves ... We are downstairs, Master is reading the posts on the computer, and I am sitting by his side. After a while he starts to tease me. I am getting really ready for some play. He tells me that he wants me naked - I strip as quickly as poss...
As I lay in bed, I think of you. It is not long before I am rather horny. Yes, I am sick but we both know that being sick does not keep me from being horny. Since my being alone in the house is a rarity now, I decide to take advantage of this fact. I slip out of the bed, take my glass dildo from the drawer, remove my red tank top, and peel off my black panti...
My name is Annabelle Mitchell. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, wealthy Irishwoman attending State University. Currently, I live in a mansion and I am served by my very willing slave, Wanda Sullivan, a big Black woman who used to be a Professor of Literature at the school before she found her true calling. She wanted to be my servant. More...
Master, Yes... sir.... I have missed you. You ask if I have longed for you while I am at home with my husband. You have told me to share with you what I am doing and thinking. So I send you this mail to share with you what is going on in my life. Most days he is at work. But days are the longest when he is at home. When I am at home with him, I secretly l...