My Master sits comfortably in his chair somewhere behind me. I am strapped to the table. It feels cool against my bare back. I have been fully prepared. My legs are held spread and strapped in by the stirrups. My pussy and ass are spread and accessible. My hands lay at my sides but are not tied down. My upper body is free to move and my head is unrestrained....
Stop what you're doing. I know all you want is to be treated like the filthy little slut you are. Stop trying to fight it. You spend all day pretending to have thoughts and opinions. Someone needs to put you in your place, and show you what it means to be completely under control. If you're not naked, you should be. Take everything off. Then sit up, kneeli...
He watched her for months, he knew what stores she shopped at, where her friends lived, he knew more about her than he should have. He couldn't help it, he was obsessed, and the more he knew about her, the more intrigued he became, and the better his plan at abducting her developed. He calculated the steps she took every Tuesday morning from her car to the...
Noon, a stretch of beach with less family and more college kids. From Nick's Corvette he used a pair of binoculars to scan the area. He spotted multiple volleyball games along a desolate portion of sand. Examining every outlet and the positions of lifeguards he points toward a game of jocks. There was a difference, this time there was another girl involved....
Master's Anger I have this fantasy...of a Master's anger. I was sitting curled up Indian style on my bed, staring down in horror at an innocent looking green phone. "Oh my fucking God!" I moaned. "I don't believe it. I just did it again. After I did it to him last night. Oh my God I just fucking hung up on Master!" In sudden panic I lunged forward and p...
Jasmine clutched the brush tightly up near its neck as she put the final scattered strokes into the evergreen forest - a lush but subdued backdrop to a fantastical portrayal of fire-breathing dragons and serpents. She added an acrylic veneer to smooth the backdrop. She leaned back and took a long drag from her twiddle stick as Coltrane's piano, blasting thro...
Carole Banning was floating in a pleasant world of soft, billowing clouds, as warm images from her past glided by. She saw her parents, her brothers and sisters, old friends from her youth and then her college days. She saw her children, as well, laughing and playing as youngsters. So this is heaven, she thought contentedly, a sense of peace enveloping her...
"You look ravishing," my wife Ivana said as I stood before her in a short red velvet dress with white tights and black Blahnik mary janes heels. She walked over to put a hair band in my long black hair. It was down to my shoulders now, flat-ironed straight. We stood together in front of the mirror after she was done. In her heels, Ivana was four inches tal...
I could hear the faint sound of music emanating from behind the door as I made my way down the hallway. Each step brought me closer as the music became louder and louder. I listened intently as I closed in, but could not make out place the song or the band, writing it off as one of the many independent, no-name artists that Laura always listened to. Stepping...
When you open the door, I'm exactly where you left me an hour ago: hanging from the hook where you usually keep your jacket, my hands bound by a silk scarf. "Hello, pet," you say to me. Your hand caresses my smooth face and my eyes search yours. I've been waiting for so long, and you know it. You take your tie off, slowly, and wrap it around my eyes. "Ca...