I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** I am standing in front of you wearing sissy-like cute little heels. That and the permanent gold ring you had put in place...
edited by picturepainter123 This story involves sex that is, in some ways, non-consensual. Our subject is happy, in the end (!) but it could easily have been otherwise, and in that case, the story would have described a serious crime and a horrific moral wrong. Please do NOT take this story as a guide or inspiration to do something like this in your own, ve...
As we headed downtown, I commented, "I checked around. I couldn't find anything out on this Consenting place. Are you sure you have the name right?" Brian grinned and said, "It's a very private place. I got the name from someone who knows someone. I can get us into the back room. It's supposed to be completely debauched." My husband had managed to talk me...
Anya… I still can't believe I did it. How they talked me into it I'm not sure, but somehow my girlfriends got me in that ring, and the next thing I knew they were tying on the boxing gloves. It was my bachelorette party, only three days before I was supposed to marry my high school sweetheart, Danny. I wasn't dressed for boxing, that was for sure, and I re...
The hot August sun beat down on the earth. Everyone's lawns were dead or dieing. Few flowers remain in bloom. The heat was putting a strain on every air-conditioner around. Everyone tried their best to find refuge from the heat. Jeni sat by her pool in her white two piece bathing suit. Her tanned body looked nice against it. With her large breast, the top...
Vanessa was done with Oscar. She knew it. He just didn't know it yet. She thought he was a beautiful man, but he was selfish. He was cheap. He was a self obsessed narcissist. She required no further convincing of his bad character. Not after last weekend when she had gone to his condo for a barbecue. She had taken extra time with her hair. She had shaved he...
Note: This story is fictitious and meant for amusement only. It is not intended as a DIY BDSM manual, or to put it another way - don't try this at home! * "Very well, we'll carry on. I'll be a little more forceful. Kneel." I collected the collar and fitted it to her neck. "Stay." I said, while I went over to the bureau to extract some interesting items. I...
Recently remarried I found life as a new wife very interesting. My husband is highly 'motivated' and likes me to dress provocatively when we entertain or go out. He insists that I wear seamed stocking with suspender belt, and absolutely no knickers, and skirts and dresses six inches above the knee. I have told him that really exposes a lot of me but excites...
Lincoln's POV Sixteen hours. Sixteen long excruciating hours to meet up with a fellow "treasure hunter" to find a stone or gem that probably doesn't exist, but since I was running low on cash I practically had no choice and it had been a while since I'd been on a good expedition. I didn't know much about my partner aside from the fact that this was their...
Hi Thank you to everyone who has read some or all of my attempts to chronicle Pamela's adventures - it really is appreciated, whether you voted or not (but even more so if you did!). This is chapter five, which means, as each chapter covers a full day from midnight to midnight and we started on a Friday, it's now Tuesday and Pamela is ... well, I don't kno...