As Salam Alaikum, people. Shaima Lokuron here. I am a South Sudanese Muslim woman living in the Deep South, working for Walkerton Engineering Incorporated, a prominent civil engineering company headquartered in lovely metropolitan Atlanta, Georgia. I graduated with a civil engineering degree from Georgia Tech and was fortunate enough to find work in my field...
The prisoner was brought to the second chamber, where she was stripped naked, blindfolded, and chained to the ceiling with her wrists above her head, forcing her to stand. The dungeon master grabs his flogger and a thick piece of cloth, then walks slowly over to the prisoner, making sure she hears and anticipates every step of his boots on the stone floor....
We came home from the movie. It was a rather good romantic movie that left us both in tears as usual. Your aide was waiting for us to get home after the movie. She had decided to make it an easy night on me and cook supper while we were out. You told her, "Roxi can serve me supper. But after supper we would like to play some." Then you asked her, "Have you...
Chapter Three: Kendra The dreams have haunted me for as long as I can remember, haunted me and titillated me. I've never talked about them with anyone. I mean, how can you tell someone that you dream of being tortured in a dungeon and that those dreams are NOT nightmares, that they leave you aroused and in need of some serious fuck time when you wake up. It...
Apparently, as a biracial Muslim woman of Lebanese and Somali descent, I'm supposed to be quiet, oppressed and submissive. Right now, I'm shoving my fist into the anus of one Bilal Abdirahman, and he's squealing like a miserable little bitch. While topping my bound and hapless Black male sub, I'm wearing a red bra and matching panties, along with my high-hee...
Oubliette – the conclusion At the end of part one, Marc and Laura reconnected at Oubliette, a BDSM resort that Marc owns and runs with his friend, Reed. Laura is an unwilling guest, having been forced to visit by Ian. When Ian becomes incapacitated, Marc accompanies Laura from the Oubliette dungeon. The awkward silence continued between them as he led he...
Foreword: Some of the tortures depicted in my story are pure fantasy and are not realistic. Please do not attempt any of them without discussing it in the BDSM newsgroups first, or asking someone like John Warren for advice. #### This was Jack's second visit to Edge Play. He was curious about BDSM and had been lurking in the newsgroups for some time, bu...
With the weather turning chilly I pulled a jacket out of his closet, a jacket I hadn't worn in some time. Slipping my hand into one of the pockets I found a small card which turned out to be a coupon of some sort. "Oh yes," I remembered the odd coupon I came across several months ago. That one was light blue in color with a B and J printed in large print...
Bound & Blindfolded for Rent, Ch. 5 Open for business, Mistress Dominque finally gets her dungeon. “Take off your clothes,” said Dominque. “Take them off,” she said cracking her whip against the concrete floor in her personal dungeon. Adding even more authority to her voice, with no carpet and little furniture to deaden the noise, the sound of the whip e...
"It says everyone is to gather at the main pavilion at noon for lunch and they will go over the rules of the hunt," my wife said as she sat on the edge of the back of the jeep, her feet resting on the bumper as she looked over the packet we received when we checked in. We were at a private, members-only campground in northern Michigan. We had just recently j...