I have had a few opportunities to feel different sensations in my exploration of BDSM. Enough even to know that I definitely wanted to feel more flogging. The Saturday that just passed gave me the opportunity to get that and so much more. I would like to take the time right now to share with you my memories of that opportunity. There was a fetish flea marke...
Before she finally took me for good and all, my Mistress would send me panties. They were to 'inspire' me to write for her, among other things. She liked to remind me that I was still her servant, in spite of the fact that she was (at that time) a married woman, and I was in a relationship as well. Both her marriage and my relationship were so vanilla that...
Note: This is about my life as husband and boy with my Wife and Mistress. It is not fiction. I feel I am at a cross roads and am happy to be experiencing that with you at my side but also, newly founded, as the head of our house, the woman I worship, and the woman who is my lead. All of this is true and would be true whether or not there was bdsm in our lif...
We were way out in the country. I knew that from things he'd casually told me. But I also knew it was hobby farm, gentrified country, five acre lots pigeon holed for the upper middle class and above, who wanted to raise their babies away from the mean city streets. I knew most of the trees on the hundred or so acres had been cut down so the new owners could...
I woke up slowly -- completely unaware of how I fell asleep. As I attempted to stretch, I realized I was bound to some sort of steel frame. My ass was on a fork shaped device, leaving my crack exposed. I could tell because of what felt like a cool breeze blowing on my asshole. My legs were tied to this frame I could now see. My arms were stretched behind me....
this was originally written a while ago as the start of an e-mail play between myself and someone who never directly responded. Therefore, it looks like it is the first part of multiple; and I might be encouraged to make it so; depending on feedback, so let me know. City of Heroes is a well-known online game which is copyrighted by its owners. No infringeme...
Recently our sex life has taken an "alternate" twist. After ten years of enjoying "vanilla" type sex. My husband & I have entered into a little soft-play BDSM. So far we've only experimented by ourselves but tonight we are looking for another worthy opponent. We are going to the club. It’s a well known place for it’s "pick-up" potential. It’s about half an h...
"You know what we've never done?" my Mistress asked me over the phone as she as on her way to my apartment. "What might that be Ma'am?" I answered. "We've never taken a shower together," she responded. I thought it over for a second but it was true we hadn't. We had shared a lot of experiences together but never a shower. Courtney and I had known each ot...
Club Sound is an exclusive, privately owned BDSM dungeon in Seattle. When Danny was accepted as a member, a minor formality since she was the submissive of a Club Master and part-time employee, she received a map and description of playrooms among other documents. While sitting naked in bed one morning, perusing the layout of the four-story dungeon, Danny n...
Mara sat on a padded bench, completely nude. She had been sitting for quite some time. Mara wore no watch, so she had no idea how long she'd been here, but it felt like at least an hour. She was beginning to think that her hosts had abandoned her. Was this some kind of joke? Were they waiting to see how long she'd sit here, unattended, in this tent in the wo...