After a long day at work he arrived home, Mistress was waiting for him. She watched as he made them dinner and as he served Her and took his place on the floor to eat at Her feet. When they were done he gathered the plates and did the dishes, all under Her watchful eye. He sat at his computer and soon lost himself in an on line game. "You haven't heard a wor...
The handle going down and the door opening softly was sudden, he had heard no sound of approaching footsteps, it increased still, his level of now abject fear and yet it combined with the maddening tingle in his sex to make him feel weak and submissive. The first touch was soft, gentle almost, the blindfold sliding over his face into position, the tie beh...
**Disclaimer: I am aware that leaving someone in a position like this while unsupervised is dangerous. This is erotic fiction. It's a fantasy. It doesn't have to follow the rules of reality.** * He'd tied her in a painful position, and he knew it by her tortured gaze. He'd set her, pussy first, upon a thin triangle shaped bar that had been raised higher th...
Now Violet faced the lifeguard station, hands bound above her, oiled from heard to toe. Buckets of cold water made a semicircle around her. He reached to the front of her to pull her hips and legs out and back. Her arms stretched against the bonds. A cold dildo slid passed into her pussy until the flat base pressed against her bald lips, like a baby sucking...
He was new to Pittsburgh, from the West Coast. Making a brand new start, without his family dropping in unannounced. But sadly, without his lover, who'd left him rather than leaving the coast. At the mysterious advice of a friend from the internet, he'd come to Boyce Park the day he got to Pittsburgh. Left everything parked, and his phone not working to come...
This story is fiction and is written for my pleasure and any comments or suggestions that anyone would like to make. Any suggestions email through the link below. I adore the feel of leather, rubber, pvc and anything silky so it was no surprise to me that at an early age I liked the feel of certain female clothing. I am a perfectly straight male but my fant...
It had been a long, productive week of meetings and Paul was exhausted. He debated flying home on the red-eye, but the suite was already paid for so he decided to relax and spend one more night. Besides, he had barely had any chance to play this week. He opened a beer and walked over to the suitcase sitting in the corner. Opening it, he carefully laid the co...
Throughout the day I visited Ella in her cage every hour, as I had told her I would. With every visit she became a little more agitated as I entered the library, both anticipating and dreading the arousal and denial to come. On each visit she became inflamed quicker and more intensely, so that of necessity each visit became shorter: I had no intention of spo...
I rolled my eyes as my parents dropped me off in front of the green house. I made my way pass the white picket fence and up to the door, knocking. I barely gave the massive man a glance as he let me in. My short blonde hair hangs in my blue eyes. As I size up the towering bear of a man. The threat of military school if this doesn't work hangs over me like th...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...