I have this fantasy... Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever learn how to be a good submissive. I know I'm getting better. And Sir often tells me that I do please him. I'm getting the little things like the fact that he doesn't like the casual ok and yeah. I almost always remember to use all right rather then ok. The yeah is giving me a little more trouble, espec...
i was His submissive, my name, isabella. He is my Master, His name, Master. Wwe met five years ago online, but Wwe have been intertwined for the past two years. i have been in training since six months after Oour first conversation. i am still in training. He has taught me many things over the years, but no lesson was more important than His most recent one....
How do you feel about wearing a dog collar, thick black leather with a heavy sliver buckle and some kinky straps across your chest and over your shoulders (a belt shirt shall we say...) Hmmmm a pair of black knee pads, black shorts like biking shorts? (But no ass padding!) This is what you are to wear to the costume party we are attending tonight...Me? I'm...
You may ask who I am, but I am afraid to tell you. For admitting it, saying it out loud, will change everything. My life is a lie. My world is an illusion. I am not like you. I am different. On the surface I seem like everyone else, but inside there is darkness, something I have tried to shut out. Only now I cannot go on living this lie. I cannot contain the...
By: Bookwolf and Bre Quintana Sintan! Ahzek's voice boomed her mind. Sintan moaned and rolled over in bed, scooping up her pillow and cuddling it a little bit longer. She wasn't ready to leave the lovely dream with her wrapping her arms around Ahzek's trim waist and her head resting on his taut stomach. Feeling his warm, strong arms around her. Safe. Si...
Alex drove Mia home. She got out of the car and came around to his window for a quick kiss. Alex handed her a small package and told her to open it when she was alone. Burning with curiosity she hurried inside and ran into her room, shutting and locking the door behind her. She ripped open the package and found a short note from Alex at the top, which she im...
Master's a Bastard Ms. Ponsonby grasped the counter with all her might, and bit her lower lip. Five harsh painful lines on her upper thighs, two on her back and three already on her bottom. And oh, she wanted to masturbate! Specs swung the rattan cane hard against her small but curvy buttocks. "How many is it?" "Oooh!" Ms. Ponsonby screamed. She reached...
I bit down hard on the leather covered bit, strapped almost cruelly tight in my mouth as a punishment for continuously trying to talk to Tel'estar, struggling to hold back the long deep moan of pleasure that would result in the vibrating crystal that was currently slowly stroking my swollen sex lips and throbbing nubbin being removed, and the strong intense...
Authors note: This little story is based on a series of true events. Of course I might have embellished things a tiny bit for artistic license. Names have been changed to protect the guilty parties, no one under eighteen, et cetera, et cetera. This is a follow up to I'M GETTING MARRIED IN THE MORNING. So you might wanna read that first, or not. Be gentle in...
This story was an assignment from my Master, my love, my Merlin. You enter the room to find me kneeling naked, thighs spread, hands resting upturned on them, by Your favorite chair. On the side table, there is a cigar resting in the sparkling clean ashtray, Your drink is waiting there for You too, just starting to condensate. You smile, You had instructed...