Heather felt a tingle of excitement run through her body as she looked over the items arranged neatly on her bed. Firstly there was the clothing. From an adult store in the city she had purchased a French Maid's outfit, short, black and lacy and, for added fun, it would expose her delightfully pert breasts. To enhance the look she had stockings and a suspend...
After a long week of work John had gone to bed early Friday night planning on sleeping in on Saturday and having a nice relaxing weekend. Unbeknownst to John his wife Kelly had other ideas. "Hey...what's going on?" John asked. He had just woken up and found himself naked and tied in the center of the bed. He strained against the ropes. "Kelly? Kelly? What...
I walked home, heels clicking on the pavement, feeling full of life. What had I done? Something completely out of the ordinary, and it had left me feeling, well, amazing. The world seemed brighter, sharper, louder—Like I had been looking at the world through dirty sunglasses, and now I'd taken them off. I got back to my flat and climbed the stairs; let mysel...
The day had finally arrived. She sat, in her car, outside her Master's house, wondering if she could go through with it. She was so scared that she wouldn’t be able to please Him, that she’d disappoint Him. She took a few calming breaths and thought back over all of the emails, conversations and phone calls. Through all of them, He'd pushed her, made her mor...
Professor Munroe was fucked. He just didn't know it yet. Lucille (that sweet little blond freshman he just couldn't resist) had decided it was time to make a few changes in their clandestine relationship. Not only that but she had taken some precautions just in case he protested (precautions of the most discriminating kind). Earlier that week Lucille had lef...
**This story is based on my fantasies. I would love for them to come true one day. I am a rather shy and submissive guy, so placing an ad or responding to an ad in a magazine or phone meeting line is almost unheard of for me, but I decided to place an ad in a magazine and on a BDSM phone meeting line. I said that I was looking for a strict but kind Mistres...
It was another typical Saturday afternoon for early fall. The day was cool and crisp, but brightened with the constant sunshine. Cindy was sitting at the table, sipping from a wine cooler, contemplating what to do for the evening. She hadn't had a date since Nate and her broke up and was tired of sitting in her own self-pity, and she wasn't in the mood for t...
Author's Note: This is the second part of a multi-part story. It is probably better if you read the first part before this one. Don't read if you are uncomfortable with bondage or gentle femdom ***** I slept well. So well in fact I woke up to find I was simply in Fidelity's bed and not tied up. I got up and walked into the note. She left me a note telling...
I'm dressing "hot" tonight. That's what I do when I'm going out for a night of fun. A short, tight skirt that exposes a lot of leg and shows off my butt, a blouse that is either so tight my breasts are about to burst out or so loose and slinky that it tempts a man to sneak a peek, and, of course, stockings and high ... I mean HIGH ... heels—what more could a...
A true story - I am the main character and all the various activities described were undertaken with my consent...no harm came to me in any way... ***** The date was fixed. The room was booked – neither of the willing parties could accommodate, a not unusual event in the world these two inhabited from time to time. The morning of their meet had now arriv...