Dear Writers: Yes, I agree - there are already How-To-Guides written about Story Tags and they're really great with plenty of examples (advice here -- you should definitely read them in the FAQ section). So why another one? There are two important things missing or that have not been highlighted enough, which you should also keep in mind when choosing the...
I could smell my sweet Catherine’s scent as I opened the car door for her. My heart raced and she looked straight into my eyes and then at the growing bulge in my slacks. She had a simple white cotton blouse on, my collar pleasingly displayed around her neck. I took in her beauty as she swung her legs out of the car. She had a black leather skirt on that bar...
"Jamila, I must admit, when I first saw you in the Capital University library, I thought you were soft and sweet," Jean-Paul Stephens said with a nervous smile, and he looked upon his dominatrix with newfound reverence. Mistress Karangwa, also known as Jamila Karangwa, smiled at the burly, handsome and dark-skinned young Haitian gentleman who sat across from...
"Yes, Timothy, I've been to dungeons and dominatrixes everywhere" the old man said. "St. Petersburg, Bucharest, Rome, Naples, Athens, Cyprus, Paris, Marseilles, Barcelona, Lima, Munich, Jordan, Abhu Dhabi, and Santiago, and that's all I can recall just now." Tim leaned towards his Great-Uncle Bennett with some interest. They were having coffee at an out...
Once upon a time in a land far away in a gorgeous castle, there lives Princess Lily. Princess Lily led a good life with the people of her kingdom. During the day she spent her time with the children making them laugh and giggle. But during the night she spent her time in the dungeon of the castle. Now this isn't your typical dungeon. This is a BDSM dungeon....
"Mistress. Will there be anything else, Mistress?" I asked after curtsying to my Mistress and her guest. I had finished tidying up after dinner and had served them their post-dinner coffee. I stood off to the side, eyes lowered to the floor, my hands behind my back with one wrist lightly clasping the other. My chest was thrust out, and one high-heeled foot w...
As I was reading the final pages of an excellent sci-fi novel, I noticed her out of the corner of my eye. Looking up, I saw her boarding the bus. She was a small Asian woman, barely even five feet tall in her heels. Her pale blue top fit snugly over her torso, making her small breasts appear somewhat prominent. Adorned with a decorative beaded belt, the fade...
"Are you sure that is what you want?" "Yes, Sir, i am. Please, will You do this for me?" "If this is what you desperately want, I will begin the planning for it." "Thank You, Master!" ***** Several weeks later, the day arrived. All day long, my sweet fiancée and slave was in the best mood I had seen from her in months. It is a good thing that she wa...
I belong to a BDSM club and have for at least 15 years. It is located about 20 minutes from my house. I go monthly and usually with my friend M. She is the wife of someone my husband works with and we found out about our shared desires secretly. M. is very dominant and must always be in control, which is great, as I am the submissive one in most relationshi...
I belong to a BDSM club and have for at least 15 years. It is located in Oshawa, about 20 minutes from my house. I go monthly and usually with my friend Maude. She is the wife of someone my husband works with and we found out about our shared desires secretly. Maude is very dominant and must always be in control, which is great, as I am the submissive one i...