"Accept your punishment without a sound, bitch, or it'll get much worse." I growled. This sub's insolence was becoming more than tiresome. She had started out with so much promise. I had met her on an online chat site for BDSM practitioners in our city. She approached me in a respectful manner and told me she was looking for a new Master. When I asked why s...
"Why are we here?" I asked curiously. The place was truly disgusting. Gretchen smiled at me. "Well, you know Adonis-Lloyd wanted some rock, and so we came here after the club...you were out of it, honey." I went into the bathroom briefly, and the toilet was backed up and the tub was filled with excess feces...because no one had called a plumber! When I ca...
This chapter is available in two different versions. The one here in "BDSM" and one in "Loving Wives," which is not quite as rough. Carol chose. You choose. --------------------------------------- Carol lay in a heap, her body nestled in the crook of Mike Burke's knees, her right arm draped over his pistoning butt, her head on the arm of the love-seat, and...
Billy struggled to keep his balance, holding tightly onto Vanessa's hips as he plunged his cock deeply into her ass. He was on his knees behind her, fucking her hard. Usually this position would hold no challenge for him, however, this time, Master was behind him, his cock buried deeply in his ass. As Billy thrust in and out of Vanessa, he was also fucking h...
The whip laid into Valerie's back with a vengeance. Blood flipped off the end of the whip to create a splatter pattern on he wall behind the creature wielding the instrument of torture. More blood streamed down the nearly dead woman's back from the open wounds on her back; more appearing each time the savage whip laid into her with a loud crack. "Say it!" t...
Master and pony met Jason and Catherine at the nude beach a few years ago and had become fast friends and spent time together when the opportunity presented itself. After some time had passed and over many conversations, drinks and dinner Master and pony became more comfortable about sharing their secrets with their new friends. Master had shown Jason the pa...
"I'm not even sure why I'm here." Reba said, trying to smile. In her early forties, Reba had curly dark hair and was somewhat curvaceous, but the sort that dressed sensibly to avoid the censure of her peers. Chianti had met Reba when they'd been taking an Italian cooking course together at Mallard Creek Community College, just across Buttermilk Bridge. It...
Suzie and I had been invited by our best friends Bob and Julie to go with them as their guests to the BDSM club outside of our hometown, Millville, Tennessee. Bob was one of the founders of The Mill Club. He and his wife Julie had been into the BDSM scene for many years, and yet, as well as we thought we knew them, Suzie and I didn't have an inkling that the...
This is a work of fiction, something that trickled into my brain years ago, and I ignored, until I plotted it out, having seen that both BDSM and Incest is something that people seem to like to read. This story does not relate anyone living or dead, but it is partially and very loosely based on research I once studied while researching for a paper on deviant...
I wanted to try a less theatrical writing style, unlike what I usually post, and attempt a more stylized approach somewhat like the erotica of the 1960s and the 1970s. I set out to write a different story. One of a three-way between an older couple and a young woman, but the characters and the story took me down this road into BDSM - surprisingly to me. Thi...