*These are the actual adventures of me and my beautiful mistress. Enjoy please or I will be punished.* * I walked into the bar that cold October night. It was raining hard and it was a Friday, the 13th, ironically. I took off my coat and shook it before hanging it on the rack by the door, removing my cellphone and wallet from its pockets. I walked over to...
I knocked shyly on her door, my feet shuffling away from the door as I waited. I heard her heels clicking as she walked down the hallway towards the front door. She opened the door: "Ummm, hi" he said In her sunny American accent; "are you Josh?" "Y-y-yes," I stammered slowly. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen In my life. The essence of the...
It was 2:36am when Samantha heard that sweet little ping from her computer even from the other room. It made her sit up straight, as if her body was primed for it. She stood up instantly and almost tripped trying to make her way over to Dale's message. She sat down at the computer, took a deep breath, and opened her instant messenger inbox... D: Hello S:...
The path ahead of me would be a long one I knew, but at least I had a path now. My Mistress was so strong, she knew what I needed to find the freedom I so longed for. Now that the initial breakthrough had been made the training began. Just because my desire to serve was strong did not mean I was ready to give myself fully to what my Mistress required. The da...
I was becoming more accustomed to the little things that Master enjoyed most; lying on the ground at his feet, using my tongue over the rough exterior of his shoes to show my devotion and the comforting sound of my leash clicked onto the ring of my collar at night as I took my place between his thighs to sleep with my head on his hips, auburn curls accentuat...
I come to the room, seeing Him sitting in His chair, her at His feet. My eyes look at Him. My body trembles, as this is a big step for me to take. I touch the collar that is around my neck, put there by Him, to remind me of my submission. The cuffs and ankle cuffs around my wrists and ankle match the collar I wear. The smell of sweet, soft leather, that is a...
He swills the liquid around the bottom of his glass before lifting it to his lips and tipping it into his mouth, savouring the taste before placing the glass on the table and making his way into the other room, where she waits for him. The moonlight spills through the open French doors, casting shadows around the room, her body a silhouette in the open door...
I am a successful businesswoman. Or at least I was, until he came along. I have always prided myself on my intellect, my attention to detail, and my ability to multi-task. I manage a fairly large landscape company, staffed almost entirely by men, and am generally regarded as being tough as nails. At home, it is much the same, as my husband is content to leav...
"My hands are cold," I say while climbing into the bed next to Him. "Warm them up then," He replies taking my hand and laying it on cock. I giggle and ever so gently touch His limp member. I trace my fingers lightly along the length of it, marveling at how soft it feels right now. As I caress His satin flesh I realize how much love I feel for this Man and I...
I hope you enjoy this. Comments are welcome but please be civil. ***** They had just moved into their first house. Sam was so happy to have a yard and some privacy after several years in the apartment. It seems as though there was always an issue with some neighbor being too loud or wanting them to be more quite. Now they had some room as a buffer and a lo...