"Dress me in my garb," she told me. It was a fantasy her and I lived out every time we got together. Her name was Laura, she was a heavyset fortysomething year old housewife. She had been very unhappy in her marriage for years and needed something to live out the frustration her overbearing husband put into her. "I told you to dress me, slave," she deman...
Walking into the barn where I boarded my horse I was met with a sight I hadn’t expected. The barn owner’s eldest son, Jon, was there with his farrier truck, shoeing horses. My mare was long over due and I wasn’t exactly ready to face his lecture for letting her feet grow so long but I had already been spotted so it was no use trying to get out of it. The bar...
Chapter 1, The First Meeting We were both nervous. Two middle-aged, married lovers who finally had decided to try something new. He always had a fetish side. She was always a pure vanilla. His name was Bill, hers Debbie. Both were in their mid 50s, and had been happily married for over 30 years. One day about six months ago, after a long argument about...
I leaned back and smiled as my lover drizzled warm honey over my feet. The golden liquid seeped between my ten red toes. The sticky ooze felt divine and was beginning to turn me on. He used his index finger to run little lines along the top of my foot in the honey. He lifted his finger up to my mouth offering me a sweet suck. I could see his cock hard in his...
Amesbury ordered me to start serving the canapes. And as I stood in silent horror, Mistress, Barletta, Lyndsay and the other free women at the table began to debate the merits of punishing me for being a bad daughter. I hesitated but then obeyed, cringing anew at every order, as Mistress Barletta, Amesbury and Lyndsay forced me to display my naked body in...
As soon as Master told her that they were going to hold a cunt caning carnival Sheila knew that she was to be the cunt. There was no other possibility. she had no idea what the carnival would involve and there was no way that she could ask, but caning was clear enough. There was no doubt that she was to be caned. How much? By whom? A carnival sounded more t...
CAUTION: This is the third tale in this series, and is nothing like the usual stories I write about fun, consensual sex among men and woman. This is a tale of abuse and enslavement of a beautiful young woman and, if you are discomfited by such things, you should probably not read any further. Brenda, or Raven as she was known to those around her, woke up...
Marcus set down his paper and stared at the door. Who could be ringing his doorbell now? He'd just got rid of a salesman about a half hour before. He just wasn't in the mood to talk to those guys. Lazily he made his way to the door and opened it, prepared to give whoever was on the other side the brush-off and go back to the sports page. What he saw standing...
Background : These characters are from a fantasy fiction novel that I hope to publish one day. In a moment of boredom, I wondered what a bedroom scene between them would be like, and came up with this. It will never be part of the finished piece but I thought it might be appreciated here. * Aurora is a former peasant who has been taken in and tutored by a...
CAUTION: This story is totally unlike most of what I write on this site. It is about slavery and abuse of women, but it might come to happen some day in a dystopian society. Hopefully, the circumstances described here will never be a fact of life in this country or anywhere else. "This one runs even slower than the last one," Ted shouted. "That's probab...