It was dark outside. I couldn't see a light in the limited view I had. A faint breeze stirred, cooling the already chill air around me, making me shiver slightly at the gooseflesh it caused. The tears that stained my cheeks caused me to feel cooler than I was, and the breeze accentuated my nakedness. The ropes around my wrists chaffed roughly as I hung suspe...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wrote this fantasy for a friend of mine from an X-Files chat room somewhere back in 1999-2001--we have since lost touch. She gave me a few elements to put into the story and this is what I created. In Part 1 she experiences the beauty and power of nature and takes advantage of its erotic potential. In Part 2 she meets the man of her dreams....
I have now lived with Mistress Sara and Master Tom for over two years. They are great Masters to serve. We have interacted with other "families" and I have found them less then satisfactory compared to my own. Mistress Sara is a lovely woman, beyond words lovely. She is extremely strict and I have walked crooked for a day or so after not following orders, bu...
After nearly an hour of packing I was finally ready to go. I sat in my chair, relaxing for a moment as I watched her sleep. The heat from the coffee warming my hands and throat, as I slowly sipped it. I was up earlier than normal, as I had planned a day for us. During last night's required journal reading I had learned she still had an unfulfilled fantasy....
I woke up, groggy, foggy, tired after only a couple hours of sleep. I turned to look at the clock and my arm caught, snapping my eyes wide open. There was a moment of instant panic, adrenaline-fueled wakefulness where I froze and then bucked against the restraints. I had lost both wrists, both ankles, and was tied on my belly to the four-poster with somethin...
Hollywood is a city of secrets; behind its romantic façade they lie in the shadows awaiting the moment to spring out and wreck the lives of those who hid them. Which means that actresses with unconventional personal lives have to be very, very discreet – especially if they have young children and a reputation for wholesomeness to protect. It wasn't for tha...
It's Sunday on the California Big Sur coast; Spring time. Foggy and cold on the coast and you can see the sunlight breaking through the fog in the distance. We've know each other for years, or at least it seems that way. Occasional fuck buddies. Close, but for some reason we never seemed to want much more. You enjoy a little light bondage, and I enjoy bindin...
She comes home from work on the chilly November evening to find him packing an overnight bag for the both of them. She looks to him and he smiles at her."We are going to go camping tonight" As he looks to her he can see exhaustion on her face from a long day at work. He stops packing the bag and walks over to her. "You look beat my pet would you like to nap...
Author's Comment: This story was written for my Puppy who calls me her Sir. I am keeping the title for the Owner in the story even though I've gotten comments expressing confusion about her gender. I am sure there are other women out there would enjoy being called Sir if some beautiful young thing whimpered it the way my Puppy does. * I was standing by the...
Chapter Two. The Picnic. On the weekend before Your return, You had written an email to Your boy containing very mysterious and interesting instructions: "I have a task for you, kgotso. I will be returning to you next weekend. Tomorrow morning, you are to go for a walk in the woods behind the house. You may bring our dog with you for company. I enjoy seein...