When I awoke this morning, I fondly remembered the dream I'd been having before the soft tones of my alarm woke me up. Lazily, I rolled over and silenced the alarm and as I did, I felt a twinge of pain and that 'I've had sex' feeling in my bits below. I grabbed the pen and paper I kept on the nightstand and began to jot down the memory before it faded into...
I arranged a night out for myself, Cassie and Kayla. We went to an underground club in Detroit for their monthly bdsm show. This club is strictly a performance art show, no actual sex going on. Kayla used to take me to this club back in the day when we were heavy into the bdsm scene. Total nudity was not allowed but see through clothes and underwear, thongs,...
Right now, I'm having the time of my life. What am I doing? Introducing a strong, mature Black woman named Mathilda Jean to the joys of Race Play and Interracial Lesbian BDSM. It's what she wants, deep down. That's why I've got her on all fours, face down and ass up, as I spank her big Black ass. My name is Joy O'Shea and this here is my story. I'm a five-fo...
This part of the story takes place several weeks after the previous one. There have not been any other submissive scenes because time and life got in the way. We decided to take a last minute trip and rent a secluded beach front villa. Although these stories stand on their own, it may be more enjoyable to read the series in order. Again, I would like to th...
"You like that don't you piggy," Cheryl chided as she rubbed the lubricated head of her 8" strap on against my sensitive asshole. "Yesss," I hissed excitedly, "I love it mistress." It had been two weeks since my epiphany and we had replayed the scenario several times. Each time we did the urge to fulfill the fantasy became stronger. Cheryl eased her big...
Hers had been a long life. The youngest of a large family, a family cursed by depression. The first depression was the "Great" one that cursed the whole country, but also the depression we now call a mental illness. Her siblings, four brothers and five sisters, were all much older than her as were her parents. By the time she was born in 1965 she had already...
The weather outside Slade's houseboat was getting warmer each morning. Spring was certainly on the way. He stepped out on to the back decking overlooking Lake Crystal, drinking his coffee. It was picturesque and tranquil. The water was like a darkened glass reflecting the trees and sky overhead. He had only recently moved in to his beloved house boat - The...
My wife Courtney and I had no idea when we purchased the "Weekend Slave Training Course" at the Chateau de Sade that our relationship and lives would never be the same. Courtney and I were both in our early 30s, and had had a relatively happy marriage for five years. But after a few years, our sex life--always pretty vanilla--had become predictable and ver...
Saturday I was half-asleep on Saturday morning at 6:00 a.m. when Courtney kissed my neck and said, "Goodbye, love. See you in a couple of hours." I noticed that Courtney was out of the bed and was standing completely naked adorned in her collar and cuffs. A leash had been affixed to her collar, and was being held by Slave Shelly who was also completely na...
This story is not entirely a work of fiction, though it is the first I have written so I would love constructive criticism is always appreciated. First Time They had been speaking for weeks now. He knew a lot about her and her about him. They had even met a few times before this night. She had been interested in BDSM before, so many different things she h...