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The Whistleblower Pt. 04

by AngeSeverni on Jan 8, 2019
BDSM

I wake up mid morning the next day, later than usual given my tiredness from overnight ruminating, and woken only by Katie attempting to crash though the barricaded front door with a "What the fack?" We ended up spending the day together, Katie and I, between sorting out locksmiths and cleaning the house up before going out to Waterloo. She was handling th...

The Whistleblower Pt. 07

by AngeSeverni on Jan 1, 2019
BDSM

We arrive at the place in a deserted warehouse district somewhere in New York, and I ring the buzzer on the big metal door of the address I've been given, itself apparently a warehouse. The chauffeur is still idling behind me I note, maybe a courtesy not to bust off until he sees the client safely within their destination. I've only a slight worry about bein...

Das erste Mal...Reizstrom

by Kassert5 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Meine erste Geschichte, daher seid bitte etwas nachsichtig ;) Kleiner Hinweis: Reizstrom ist kein Spielzeug, falls so etwas für derartige Praktiken angewandt wird, unbedingt bezüglich der Sicherheitshinweise informieren!!! Und nun viel Spaß beim Lesen. Wir befinden uns im Schlafzimmer. Ich habe Dir befohlen, Dich nackt auszuziehen, und mit geschlossenen A...

Truth or Dare Takes a Turn Pt. 06

by Cutiepie183 on Nov 2, 2020
BDSM

I wake up in a small strange concrete room, still wearing the pink latex that Master Brent bought for me but this time without the hood or the gag. I look down and see masters foot on the concrete floor tapping. As I look further up I see his tall muscular body dressed in tight leather and the big smirk on his face as he says "well looks like our little bitc...

Submitting To Stuart Ch. 05

by Sweet_P on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Stuart took the wooden spoon from Lydia's hand. He turned and walked over to the dresser, opened a drawer and replaced the spoon. He closed the drawer, opened another, and brought out a pair of soft cuffs, a pair of leather ankle cuffs and a silver ball flogger. "Lets change the pace a little," Stuart said to Lydia. "Untie the rope," he said, indicating the...

The Mistress Journal: The Watcher

by latexcd69 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

MAY 11th 2007 Karen started getting on my case about spending too much money and questioned where it went. That is why there is such a gap. Luckily, the lies seemed to pacify her but this still meant waiting for another meeting with Mistress Nikki. As the weeks went by, I set money aside and let it add up. The day that I could afford another session, couldn...

V for Vagina

by CastleDJK on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

In the year of our Lord 2024, Congress passed the 59th Amendment to the Christian States of America Constitution that read..."A well regulated population being necessary for the preservation of this Christian nation, the duty to bear children shall be enforced." The amendment led to laws that outlawed all forms of sex that ultimately resulted in pleasure......

The Whistleblower Pt. 06

by AngeSeverni on Jan 1, 2019
BDSM

Nylon clad, well turned ankles. That's the first thing in my blurred vision from my perspective on the floor. Nylon clad feet in court shoes. A bit modest compared to Jess' usual look. A feather duster hanging down by her legs. Huh? "Excuse me sir," - some kind of maybe Philippines accent. "Checkout passed already." "Shit!" I utter under my breath, confuse...

Living With Master Ch. 01

by kawaii_slave on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Lottie had finally arrived home after a long drive from a visit to her best friend. It had been a long weekend of shopping and gossiping and now she was ready to relax back into her normal life. Coming up to her front door she let herself in and stepped inside. "I'm home!" she called to an empty hallway, "Master?" She entered into the lounge where she felt...

Last Night in Barcelona

by bourbondream on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"Let's go." It may have been hard to hear me over the blaring music, but she nodded immediately. We fled the dance floor and hurried out of the club. I held her hand as we made our way down the winding streets of Bari Gotic. She was a sight to see. She wore a simple low cut black top that allowed plenty of her breast to show. On her feet were the red flats...