I traveled to New York after many years of avoiding the city. Too many bad memories kept me from it, and I truly had little reason to visit. As the Airbus rumbled through the skies approaching La Guardia I checked my seat belt and thought of the last time I had been in the city and how it teemed with life and energy and all the possibilities that you can onl...
Yesterday Mistress Deena and I decided that we would go out on a dinner date, no play sessions and no d/s roles. It was just one day removed from the hockey game incident. We would just have a "normal" date and have great conversation over great food and wine. She insisted that I call her just Deena for the entire night. We had a great time and got to know...
((Based on a true story)) “You’re a little slut, aren’t you?” he purrs into my ear. All I can do is nod; his eyes sparkle with the enjoyment of this all. I have never felt so depraved in my life. The feeling is worsened because I discover I love the way I feel. “Y-yes…” “Yes what, bitch?” I feel the tails of the whip drift over my thigh and tremble in fear....
It was Gina who had told her about it. A discreet, private, club which specialised in realising the BDSM fantasies of curious women . Lucy had checked into a nearby hotel first to prepare herself - but for what? She pushed the soft, white, fluffy white towel between her legs to remove the last few drops of bathwater from the fine hair of her trimmed pussy....
What's up dear readers? My name is Kiah Halls and I'm a young Black woman living in the City of Atlanta, Georgia. After completing my bachelor's degree at Spelman College, I enrolled at Georgia State University for my MBA. When I'm not in class, or at work, I'm having wicked fun in the realm of BDSM. I've become a dominatrix, kind of, and I'm really enjoying...
I could hardly concentrate on the drive home from my first meeting with SIR. My head was spinning with all that had just transpired and with the possibilities ahead. Once home, I immediately created the email account for SIR and sent it to Him at the email address He had given me. I checked it every hour, maybe more, waiting for a reply. It was a day and a h...
Chapter One It has been a few weeks since I've seen Mr. Kesler, Chloe, or Max. I'm hoping that Mr. Kesler will allow me to become part of their BDSM family. He is the lead Dominant, while Chloe is his wife and submissive and Max is their black bull slave. This morning when I woke. I was doing some cleaning around the house. Mr. Kesler has me naked when at...
I'm a hose hottie. I fuck firemen. Specifically the firemen of the St Paul Fire Dept. Mostly Engine 10 guys, over at station 1, but I'm on call for almost any firefighter who needs a cum dump. Wanna know why? Look up "St Paul firefighters calendar". Yeah. That's why. I don't fuck the married guys (usually), or the gay guys (there are a couple), and there a...
Slinking down the darkened stairway, Betsy held her breath. She gave no thought to her translucent nightie as she moved with silent stealth down the steps. She knew she had heard something down in the basement. The door was locked. Her heart pounded in her chest. Soundlessly, she reached the bottom of the stairs. There was still no sign of anything that mi...
This is just a story and a fantasy. This is not how things work in real life. Contains rough sex, big age difference, slapping and choking. If that's not your thing, this is not for you. If it is, let me know what you thought. All feedback is welcome. ***************************** It was a Saturday afternoon and I was laying on the couch in my apartment....