by
sub2silk
on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM
She strode into the room, attired in Her work gear. Black leather boots came to just below Her knees, the high-heels clicking on the floor as She walks. The black-leather corset nips in Her waist, giving Her an exagerated body shape. Her breasts are contained in, and pushed up by, the bust of the corset. By the protruding cock, She carries Her strap-on in on...
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by
Bluzworld
on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM
Her heart was pounding like a crazy jackhammer in her chest. He whispered "bring your hands up in front" and he then held up the cuffs and expertly put them on her wrists with one quick motion. One click and it was done. She held her breath while he looked at her. She could see the desire in his eyes and she let out sigh of relief, it wasn't so bad after all...
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by
C_Palmer
on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM
M/F, control, picnic, outdoors, food, fellatio
On a lovely spring day, you are leading me on a picnic. The temp is perfect, no humidity at all, an azure blue sky with cottony wisps of cloud. We have left the car park some time ago. You are leading the way; we proceed single-file down a traveled dirt path into the woods.
You are carrying a traditional 2-fl...
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by
christii
on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM
I sat perched on the edge of the bed, blindfolded and beautifully bound in a soft rope, which felt like cool satin upon my flesh.
My wrists and ankles restrained in their cuffs, with little gold-tone locks, securely locked.
I could feel the rope that was secured with a simple knot over my clit, which was drawn up between my swollen lips.
I had sat there f...
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by
naked4all
on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM
Property was unsecured from the stage and led blindfolded to a waiting limo with tinted windows. She had no idea of where she was going, but they spoke another language though some of the people seemed to also speak only English, so there was mixed conversation.
Her new owner spoke "You are no longer to be called "property". Now you are "3hole". Close your...
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by
patientheart
on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM
Master...
It is hot and You work at Your desk...
Perhaps I would take an ice cube, and run it along the back of Your neck as You sit, hot and sweaty and a bit agitated...
My fingers gliding the cube slowly, my hand caressing and rubbing the tension away in Your neck and shoulders as I trace the ice ever so slowly...
Then, when it has melted just a bit, I...
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by
Susan Dreamer
on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM
I'm at a gallery opening, a warm evening, an elegant crowd. I have only a slight acquaintance with the artist, but I promised her I'd be here. I don't see her anywhere, and I don't know any of the people milling around the large abstract paintings. But the wine is decent, and I had nothing better to do, so I'm not unhappy. I'm wearing a chic little dress, my...
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by
SpiritSarcyn
on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM
Fearne let out the softest of sighs as she took her earring off, giving herself a wistful glance in the opulent mirror that dominated her dressing table. Mistress had been favouring Sanford recently and she missed the touch of the whip, the brutality of her paddle and most of all the way that Mistress eased the brutal pain that she inflicted. Her last orgasm...
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by
obsidiandescent
on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM
When she walked into the otherwise deserted car park he was already there. The watery late autumn sun had yet to produce the usual trickle of dog walkers so there was only the birdsong to accompany the distant hum of the main road behind the trees. He had reversed his car into the corner up against the hedge line and was standing near the back of the open bo...
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by
BhamDomme
on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM
The lights are low in the apartment and there are scented candles flickering on the dining table wafting their perfumed essence into the air. My sweetheart comes through the door. We kiss and he proceeds to give me a shoulder massage. He knows how much I love those.
I get him his favorite drink and he settles into the couch and tells me about his day. He's...
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