Almost dinnertime... but not yet I kneel pretty. Head up high and proud. Smiling and batting my eyelashes at any Mistress who looks at me. Shoulders back even though my wrists are shackled close to my collar. Back straight, Tits out. A coy "Mona Lisa" half-smile on my face when I don't know if any Mistress is watching or not. I scratch my nose and hope a Mi...
She dressed as he had directed. Black latex corset, which cupped her breasts accentuating their firmness, short latex skirt, stockings and ballet shoes each piece carefully chosen and worn to please him. She crawled to him, her ass and legs high, showing the line of the pointed boots. She had yet to master walking in them, but he enjoyed the slow progress...
Monday The morning arrived much too quickly when I woke up Joan was awake looking at me expectantly. I reached over and unbuckled the gag so I could remove it. "Master give me your cock PLEASE." I rolled her onto her stomach and slid into position so she could get my cock into her mouth, and she went right to work sucking me off. I was getting used to hav...
The half an hour drive felt like it was an eternity with thoughts of his daughter continually dancing around in his head. She wouldn't stop and each time he closed his eyes he could see her swaying backside or long slender legs. The cute way she smiled so innocently kept his cock stirring. He didn't get another erection but it was a constant threat making it...
He watched her squirm as he slowly inserted the cold katana into her. He could feel her warmth and pleasure at what he was doing as he moved it slowly out again, never going in too far. She screamed in pleasure and he smiled before the illusion broke. He sighed at the loud beeping sound behind him. Grabbing the large spatula and opened the oven. He pulled...
(A companion story to Careful What You Ask For) Lorna often told Steve that many of her best ideas came to her during her orgasm. She had supported leukaemia research ever since one of her best friends at ballet school, Cheryl Greenwood, had died of the disease aged only seventeen. Every year since then she had done some kind of fund raising activity. She...
Author's note (IMPORTANT): This is a story set in modern times and does not include any supernatural/fantastic element. Rather, technology available nowadays (basically what's in your phone) is used to create the illusion of a supernatural power, for the benefit of the main character. How exactly this is achieved will become clear as the plot unfolds. SUMM...
Or maybe a dance fully dressed and made up for ballet. Stretched and rehearsed to dance any male pride away. This is the fifth chapter of my wife's execution of the punishment poem I submitted to her suggesting ways to atone for my inability to control my orgasm. Please read the earlier chapters for the full poem and the humiliations I have been forced to e...
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Last night I had this crazy dream that I was in prison and you were there. It was actually you and me and everyone we ever met. We were all in prison together. The prison wasn't like a normal prison. It was more like a giant kindergarten. Every other wall in the common areas were painted a vibrant indigo or Halloween orange. Cells were a solid robin's egg...