This story is fictitious and all characters are above 18 years of age. Any resemblance to a person, living or dead is purely coincidental. ***** I pulled against my binds just to see if there was anything I could do about my predicament. I was kneeling at the edge of the bed, naked. My wrists were tied together in front of me the rope went over the bed to...
i screwed up. i didn't have the toys laid out properly. i had my collar with my cat tag on it put away in a drawer, and it looked like it didn't matter to me. Nothing could have been further from the truth. But i had things displayed all wrong, and i showed disrespect to Him by not doing as i should have. He told me that i would be punished, but only if i ag...
Annis Edgewood, 26, was bored. Four years of teaching high school biology had worn her hopes of changing the world thinner than she could have imagined after graduating from college. Trying to stave off the feeling of uselessness, she filled her days with school-related activities, leaving her with little time for men. True, she had several relationships in...
The perfect Master has to be very confident in himself. He must know that he is the one to be in control, he must also know that a BDSM relationship is as much about pleasing his sub as it is about his sub pleasing him. A sub's true desire is to please her Master, that is what she truly wants. The majority of women that desire to become sub's, comes from the...
Authors Note: Everyone in this story is 18 or older. **** The Edgemont Finishing School For Troubled Young Ladies. The name told you nearly everything you needed to know about the place, although those words did a lot of work to hide just how tough the school was known for being. Edgemont School, as most people called it, had gained a reputation for turning...
There I was, at the front door of her house, thinking twice before knocking. In my short skirt and tight t-shirt, I was sweating. So excited I was, so close to reaching my fantasy. I knocked on her door. No answer. I knocked again. After a exhilarating wait, she opened the door. She led me into her house. "Take off your shoes here, Sophie, I don't want any...
This work is not to be copied in part or in full. If discovered being used by anyone but me, or someone I, the author, have given permission to, that person will be sued to the fullest extent of the law. This is rather short, but also rather fun, at least in my opinion. It's also not in my usual style, so be prepared for that. The story was inspired by a pi...
Your humble slave is so honored that you have chosen me to love and to tutor in the ways of sex, love, obedience...I don't deserve your attention in any way, but I am so glad you are bestowing it on me....I will strive every day to please my master in my words and my actions...both sexually and non, both in BDSM scenes and at all times... I love that you ar...
"Lock the door." He growls, undoing his belt. I hastily comply. The moment I turn around he pushes me back against the door of the restaurant washroom. His mouth takes mine hungrily, his hands greedily cupping and squeezing my breasts, my ass, and then - "OH" I yelp as his fingers slip under my skirt and find my soaking wet pussy. His other hand reaches up...
Leigh grew up in a very conservative household, and thus entered her first relationship with no real understanding of sex, and an intention to hold off until marriage. She and her boyfriend Chris dated for a long time, though, and over the years they went further and further, finally having sex the summer after their senior year of high school. They dated fo...