My slave kneeled before me in the dark bedroom. I had just started to train him within the past month, and he learned quickly. He knew what I wanted when I fastened my white collar around his neck; he immediately fell to his knees. With his hands on his thighs and his eyes cast downward, he looked like a pious saint reciting a silent prayer. He was beautiful...
i threw my pencil down and sighed with frustration. A girl can only look at math problems for so long before she goes nuts. i had passed the six-hour mark a while ago, pushing to finish the chapter, and figured i was coming dangerously close to the point at which i’d lose it entirely. i brought it upon myself, of course. i’d been putting this off since Sep...
I waited on my knees with eyes downcast as Mistress calmly drank. I knew She was deep in thought about how I was to be punished for spilling Her tea as I gave it to Her... The last time Mistress punished me I thought it would never end. Of course, I deserved every second of it! I had been sloppy and disrespectful to Her, and for that there is no excuse. Af...
I have arrived at the usual address, an old Georgian building in Dublin to meet Madam for my monthly corrective therapy. I am so incredibly fortunate to have met her just when I needed her help most. I was getting out of control, my sexuality running rampant. I needed to be pulled back down and shown what I truly need to remain sexually grounded. Madam is v...
This story is based on the truth and real people. It all started in a routine sort of a way. Well, routine in a Literotica sort of way really! Let me explain. I am a lifetime fetishist. Male, 63, heavy build and hairy to gorilla standard. I experimented at an early age with wet clothing and kept at that converting to female attire through two marriages, tw...
Three years of an online friendship. Three years of blog posts and comments, instant messages, e-mails, postal mail, even small gifts exchanged. Three years of digital photos and Webcam images and the occasional physical photo to hold in my hands. Three years of the occasional telephone call and multiple Skype conversations. Three years of helping her to lea...
Nervous, I text the sudden change in plans. "I will be in the shower. The dog will let you in. Sit in the kitchen and I will tell you when I am ready." Already the lines of domination and submission blur. I hear him come in as I towel myself. My heart races. Carefully, I pull on the thigh-high black stockings with lace tops. I struggle to attach the garter...
The rough carpet scratches my knees as I patiently wait, hands clasped delicately in my naked lap. There is a slight chill in the air, which does nothing to set my senses at bay. Like a lover's hand, it caresses my spine and raises the hair on the nape of my neck. I dare not shiver; somehow, I intuitively know it would displease Him. "Ah, little one, I see...
So I'm sitting on the couch late Saturday night when those annoying 1-900 commercials start to come on. This one's different. A beautiful woman is all decked out in a short mini skirt made of leather with a whip slapping against the inside of her hand. She catches my attention quick, "Ohhh...Hi there, baby," she begins with that soft sexy voice. "If you're i...
She tries to keep her eyes on the ground, knowing she is being stared at. She tries to imagine what they are seeing, she looks down. She is wearing a mid-thigh length coat, so it almost seems like she is wearing nothing. There is a chain leading to the collar she is wearing, which He is holding in His hand as He leads her. He stops just before a building; He...