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An Abuse of Power Ch. 03

by subkatpunished on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She knocks timidly at the door, delicately balancing her Master's breakfast tray. He opens the door, arches his eyebrows and smirks smugly as he stands aside to let her pass. She sets it on the bed, then stands awkwardly, eyes on the ground, taking small furtive glances to meet his eyes. He looks tired, she decides. She doesn't know he stayed awake plannin...

More with Brookie

by bbkradwell on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Just a quick note before I pass out from exhaustion--- Hi, kiddies, how's tricks? Things are going splendidly, here... I just said goodbye to my friend, brookie. You remember her, right? She's my good friend from the local University who I'm training to be a submissive. Well, her "training" is coming along wonderfully, I must tell you. This past weekend...

Mixed Master - A Fantasy

by TheVelvetMountain on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

When she thought about it at all lately, she decided she really adored being dominated by Him. She didn't think about it all that much because she was too busy "doing it". It wasn't just the sex. Not by any means. BUT the sex was beyond description. Used to guys who with flabby cocks, she practically worshiped His – its length, width, color, taste, everythin...

It's 3:00

by LaneyBrook on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

The phone finally rings, the sound of his voice is familiar. "I'm on my way, be waiting by the door," he tells her. She knows what that means, she is to be his play thing tonight and time is short to prepare for his arrival. Quickly, she opens a bottle of wine, removes a glass from the rack and places them on the bar. She runs to the closet and selects...

It Starts with a Text...

by fieke1993 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I was doing my homework, like a good little girl, when I got a text: "I'm coming over. No orgasms." That is all it says, but I know what it means. I get up, throw the books off the bed and start pulling on my cloths, trying to lose them as quickly as possible. Quick check in the mirror, pull a brush through my hair and brush my teeth. I don't know the time w...

The Library

by Sirslittleriver on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I had emailed Sir earlier that day that I would be going to the library to return some movies that I had checked out, and to pick up some more books to read. I've got my iPod in and I walk absentmindedly to the library and hand my movies to the tired looking, but kind girl behind the counter and head up to the science fiction section. After I pull a few book...

Sensual Submission

by Darkest_Intent on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

She stands shyly gazing at her reflection in the mirror. Her limbs began to tremble slightly as she remembers that tonight is her first lesson. Since becoming her Masters sub, He has allowed her to progress at her own pace, but tonight was her first lesson. Master was her first and only, she had never ached to submit or felt this need to please as she does f...

Kathy Comes to Dinner Ch. 05

by Peter_ on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior consent. Shortly I felt a very wet, totally bald pussy being lowered onto my face. I started to give Kathy the very best tonguing I could. I heard Lisa telling Kathy that she would be sure to keep me motivated. And with that Lisa star...

A Tempting Time to Come

by ForeverLove on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

This is my first story, and I will add more. Give your feedback please! It's all true, but names have been changed. ***** I laid in bed watching Netflix. He wasn't going to come over. I had asked. And he said no. But all I could think about was him. It was the last night before I had to leave. It was our last chance for one last adventure. Wasn't there an...

Late

by exrixney on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Looking in the rear view mirror, I take a moment to apply my lipstick and check my reflection once again. I always feel this jittery, nervous flutter when approaching his house. But then, I never quite know what to expect. Walking up to the door, I can see a handwritten note wedged in the glass. "You are late. Use the back door. You know what I expect." Ev...