"Did you do what I asked?" asked my husband. "Yes," I said, pressing the phone against my ear to hear him above the city traffic. I shifted my rolled yoga mat over my shoulder as I maneuvered through the people on the sidewalk before entering our apartment building. "Make sure you're fresh for me," he said. "I will, honey." "See you when I get home." I...
I am sending this e-mail to you, Miss Stephanie, because I just discovered my slave-boy, Tresner, has been sending you these impudent stories in the hopes of getting your phone call. I am horrified, and terribly apologetic. He was not allowed to join any Yahoo Groups without my permission—indeed, he isn't allowed to use the computer much at all, and is o...
Sissygirl forever continued. Sara stood there laughing at me as Mistress explained how things would be for the near future. She told Miss Andrea that if I wished she could fill them in with the red right now if I wanted. But Mistress said no. She was looking forward to my rushing off to work at times forgetting to polish them. Or eating out with friends and...
Chapter 1: The Punishment of Lord Basil's Czar Lord Basil's ruggedly handsome face breaks into a cruel smile of satisfaction as He notes his voluptuous slave tara kneeling quietly in the darkened hall outside His private chambers. In her mouth held elbow cuffs, and 4 or 5 alligator clamps, though He could not see those at this distance. The rich baritone of...
I arrived in my Master's city wet and intrigued. As usual, I had been given a set of instructions, but these were sparse: I was to check in to my hotel, text Master of my arrival and simply wait. I was not to attend to my appearance. Being "an over-achieving bitch", I felt my appearance was pretty much taken care of anyway, so was not alarmed by the impositi...
With her eyes lowered all Eva could see when the door opened was Sir Dan's feet and the black leather pants of another man and the white heels and white fishnet stockings of a woman. Sir Dan walked up next to where Eva was kneeling on a slave pillow. As he ran his hand tenderly over the top of her hair he said quietly, "Pet?" Happy to hear him call her b...
He lay in his bath, relaxing in the warm water and looking down at the steel tube locked onto his penis. He gave it a gentle tug as he'd done many times before. It's not coming off, he told himself. It had been ages since he'd had a bath without his 'security', as his wife liked to call it. He barely remembered looking down at his member without its steel e...
It's my last year in high school. Yes, I'm 18 already, don't bother asking. It's our last school year before the national exams and everyone is in a frenzy during the lessons. Ancient Greek, Literature, Latin, Greek and History bring up loads of turmoil to all students, to my class too. Anyway, I do enjoy all classes, especially Greek and History. Why? My te...
I had spent my freshman and sophomore years of college as a sweet, innocent little girl. My junior year I had branched out, I had joined a sorority, turned 21 and had my first drink, and had even kissed a boy for the first time. I know, I know, I was behind all my friends in every aspect of my social life. I am a rule follower, always have been, always will...
When my wife finally returned from her business trip I quietly reclaimed the cock cage key and unlocked myself. The fear and lust of my unknown female guest fueled the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. I was riddled with anxiety for a whole week after the experience, but after 7 days it had mostly passed, and I started to forget it even happened. One Thursd...