"There she goes. These last few weeks at lunchtime she heads out the door to meet her new boyfriend for lunch in his van," observed Vanessa as she watched Shannon heading out. "He must be a real good cook," mused Sherry as they headed for the breakroom. Yes, Tim was a very good cook but that's not what had me heading to his van at noon like a cow to the...
This has chapters in several different categories, though mostly BDSM, Non-consent, Group and Lesbian. I highly recommend reading in order. As always, please let me know what you think DemoonKatjie Esella stopped with a gasp of fear and shock in the door way to Nika's bedroom. Her long body toned from nearly two and a half years in the compound was flung...
Looking into Laban Suleiman's eyes, Khadija Osman gently stroked his face, then asked him if he was ready. The big and tall Somali man nodded, and inhaled sharply. With effort, Khadija raised Laban's legs in the air and told him to spread his cheeks. The bed shook as the six-foot-four, burly Black man complied with his diminutive mistress orders. He obeyed h...
For those who have not read part I, those events took part pretty much as I have told them….part II compresses the remainder of this visit and two subsequent visits into one story line for the sake of brevity. The events all took place, and the participants are real, its just that I didn’t feel like writing an interminably long epistle that has many parts t...
Chapter 1 At the headquarters of The Order of Saint Ishmael, situated in a picturesque castle in Austria, the Grand Council was holding their first, official bi-monthly meeting. Thirteen people, all dressed in long robes with deep hoods, hiding their faces, were seated around a huge and highly polished table. The Order of Saint Ishmael, a latter-day club...
They were both members of the local BDSM group in the area they lived. They had known each other for about a year now. They were both married, but not to each other. There was a chemistry between them when they played as Dom and sub, but when they stepped out of those roles they were just friends, like everyone else in the club. They had been playing togethe...
Walking in the rain by the embankment in London at Christmas, when the city's commuters have all gone home and deserted their glass and steel office buildings, they leave the square mile feeling like a ghost town. The only thing to comfort the passing traveler is the occasional homeless "Big issue" magazine seller braving the cold as unlike the many stranger...
The new housekeeper, Miss Spargrove landed the thick wooden Spencer paddle for the fiftieth time on Shawn Cirrito's reddened buttocks, and Shawn bit her tongue to keep from screaming. As the paddle, built with holes throughout to make swinging easier and more painful landed again on Shawn's ass, she wondered what Ross was doing. Miss Spargrove had had hi...
Our relationship continued and deepened. It was getting better and better. She had accepted that I was her Master, but in name only. I was not really that into it. I was very indulgent. For a sub she did pretty much whatever she wanted to do. It was actually quite charming in its own way. And we adored each other. My Ursula was a perfect woman, in every way...
Chapter 2: Anal Play Mistress Kisha was bored. It was another one of those hot Florida days. The air conditioner wasn't working (again) and her sub was napping. She sighed and decided it was time to do something more than just sit around with nothing to do. Jason sighed softly in his sleep, curled up in a bundle at the base of his Mistress' bed. Jason, as...