Once again I tried to take this monster cock in my mouth with no luck. "Well," Mark stated, "If she can't suck it, then she can fuck it!" He effortlessly spun me around and placed his glistening cock at the entrance to my anus, and said, "Ok sissy, ask Angel's permission and beg me to fuck you and it better sound sincere or you can count on getting those t...
"There isn't a more intense feeling in the world," Cait said, "than that of completely giving up control." I stared hard at her. What was wrong with her? Control was something I always had. I'll be damned if I was going to give it up to anyone, much less someone wielding handcuffs and a whip. The experimentalist in me retreated quickly behind a wall of ind...
As with most Friday mornings, I had made an early start in order to finish up the week's work and enjoy a worry-free weekend. Arriving in my office a few minutes before 7 a.m., I began taking advantage of the quite time to concentrate on a few pressing matters. Just as I was deep in thought, I heard what sounded very much like a young girl's half-timid and h...
Twenty-three years-old Samantha Brooks' light green eyes shot open and she quickly sat up in her sleeping bag, looking around her tent rapidly. After a moment she sighed deeply and shook her head, running a hand through her long black hair. She had just had the most confusing nightmare of her life, and it had seemed terrifyingly real. She glanced at her wat...
As I wrapped up my shower, I stepped out and saw my outfit for the day. A bright gold latex cat suit. The suit ran from my neck to my feet, which it included six inches heels. My sliver posture collar would go on over the neck of the latex. Being that I was Mistress Michelle's only personal slave I wore gold latex and only a collar. The house slaves, meaning...
Here I am once again looking up into the eyes of my tormentor, my superior in every way, especially his cock, 10 1/2 inches to be exact. I know because when I first met him he made me measure it with a ruler. He made me measure mine too. I was embarrassed, humiliated and shamed for being so small. It hasn't been called a penis or anything remotely masculin...
Angelique wasn't at all shocked by the request her husband made during their dinner out. She was always up for something new and exciting in their sex life. Fulfilling Paul's fantasy of watching his sex-crazed wife make it with another man did not stretch the limits of her inhibitions in any way. She was instantly intrigued by the whole idea. There was somet...
Jess regains consciousness and realizes that she is hanging suspended from her arms, blindfolded, her legs spread wide and anchored with leather thongs. She can feel that her legs are spread wide by the pull of the muscles on her inner thighs. She can also feel that her breasts and labia are swollen with arousal. She listens as she hears people moving around...
Hello BPV fans! Sorry it's taken sooooo long to come out with a new chapter. This one was more difficult to write than I thought it would be and I worked on some other projects. This story has major religious and racial themes, so don't read ahead if you are sensitive. I know France does not have a Prime Minister, but it's just easier to write as if they did...
When we returned to my apartment, Mistress had me strip to my lingerie. I was starting to feel almost more comfortable dressed like this than in my regular clothes. I was less restricted, and knowing I was doing do so to serve her made me feel good. It was almost 7 o'clock, and we had not eaten dinner. I got Mistress a glass of wine, and then began to make h...