I saw this ad on a D/s website, repeated here without editing: "married for six months , originally from Ukraine, 24 years of age, nice looking and my husband is from UK. He likes to get me trained to be his submissive. Never tried it for real except back homewhen I was getting my spankings. Need me to be his slut, asks me to dress very daring, and he even...
I climbed the steps to Mistress Seoul's second floor studio with great anticipation. This was our third meeting, and each previous session had been amazing. She was an Asian beauty, of medium height and relatively voluptuous. I knocked, and almost immediately the door opened a foot to reveal her smiling face peeking around the edge of the door. She stepped b...
It was Saturday morning and I heard the door to the garage close. My wife and daughter had just departed for a weekend in New York City. I was excited for them because they need some girl time together. I call her my daughter, but she is actually my step daughter and had just turned 21 years old on Friday. The two of them got along like oil and water ... the...
This is the first chapter of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. * * * * * She was my new boss. Auburn hair tied up in a bun. Prim and proper business attire. A no nonsense business suit and heels was the...
Alex sat at his mahogany desk, feet propped up on one of the corners, one leg crossed of the other. He was reclined in his chair, arms folded across his chest. To anyone passing by his door, he would have looked relaxed, calm. He was anything but. He felt tense, restless. This was new state of being for him. Normally he wasn't prone to getting wound up over...
The sour faced Soviet foreign exchange teller was a bully. "These dollars will only buy you one hundred rubles," he barked at the girl in front of me in a Central Moscow bank queue. "Don't waste my time. Buy one hundred now or go away. Hurry," he ordered. Her shoulders shuddered as if she was about to cry. "But I can't afford to lose that much on the excha...
Pamela stopped her car in the driveway with a jarring lurch. Her mind was spinning. She had no recollection of the drive home, but the soreness between her legs was a vivid reminder of the previous twelve hours. She glanced up in the rearview mirror and wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. 'At least John isn't home,' she thought. 'Saturday morning's are...
Junie had barely come to live with her new owners when ugly reality intruded on their idyllic world. Her search for a Master had caught the attention of a serial killer and she had barely escaped being his next victim. He was caught and facing trial; but now Junie had to testify. The whole idea of leaving her new home was more than she could bear to think ab...
Oh christ now she's showing them the "wedding pictures", its so humiliating! I should have gone to Mexico not here to Canada where they have extradition! But I'm getting ahead of myself aren't I? Escaping from prison since privatization is no biggy, a bottle of hair dye to make my hair literally orange like one of those punk kids what work in the kitchens a...
Author's Note: The following story contains elements of D/s, Femdom, bondage, and other kinky activities. It is in the celebrity section because it is one of the many stories here about celebrities and it will not be the first on Literotica to incorporate such elements and be incorporated under the celebrity section and I know as I've been reading this site...