The girl walked briskly but gracefully through the city streets. It was only October but already a hard autumn chill was in the air. She pulled her long coat tightly around her as she hurried across a cobble-stoned street. Her glossy dark curls bounced behind her as she moved. Upon reaching the other side she glanced at herself reflected in the bookseller's...
Her whimpers were raw and low, drowned out by the sound of the table being adjusted. She felt the lowest half drop away and her dangling legs were lifted one at a time and her feet slid into stirrups, locked into place. Spread. Her cunt open. Wide open to every pair of eyes that might look down. Were there others? Others watching this debasement. Watching...
“You just never never know.....” “You just never never know.....” “You just never never know.....” The words kept repeating through the foggy haze of her waking up mind. Her body was thrummed with vibration. Motion. She was in a car hooded and hogtied. And she was balled up in some sort of gunney sack. How long, she wondered. How long had they been...
He tells me to stand in the corner and at that moment the moisture between my legs begins to flow. He knows this punishment is one I hate quite vehemently, but as usual His powerful voice commanding me runs straight through my body and right to my heated core. It always makes feel so childish; like I am a hyper kindergartener sent to the corner to calm mysel...
The control. Giving up the control. I miss that. Letting you be the one to say move. See. Taste. Fuck. Cum. Now. Cum now you dirty slut. How did it begin? I blame the internet. Late nights alone in the computer lab. I found online kink and thought "What? There are others like me?" We all shared stories. We shared ideas. We got each other hot and aroused....
While this doesn't include a sex scene per se it is about two people first finding pleasure in pain that leads to a deeper relationship with more exploration to a D/s relationship. And it is a true story. * She can see her breath streaming into the cold air as she gazes out into the night sky. Basking in the sense of calm and peace suffusing through her b...
The party died down and most of the rooms were brimming with a soft murmur. This room was no different. She helped me up from the floor, which I thought was rather kind of a complete stranger. As I stood and attempted to dust my knees I noticed she kept my hand in hers. I looked up in search of her eyes but instead was met by her essence trailing behind h...
He enters the room silently. I can sense my Master's presence. He is the air that I breathe, the food that I eat, he sustains my life. I am naked and kneeling on a pillow as I have been for what seems like an eternity. "Hello my little one." Just his voice makes me shiver. "I have been waiting for you Sir." I say. He walks silently behind me so that he may r...
Set in the hopefully not too distant future... I sighed as my eyes drifted to the clock for the thousandth time that day. Still an hour left— only two minutes less than the last time I checked. One hour, and then I would rush out of the office with everyone else... I wondered momentarily if any of their plans for the evening were as devious as mine, or if t...
(This is a continuation of a previous story, where June - a 1950s housewife - caught a young neighbor watching her pleasure herself upon a washing machine.) * She hung the laundry to dry. Went around to the front of the house, opened the gate in the white picket fence and began walking down the tree-lined street. A few minutes later, June was knocking on...