Note: I cannot give this to a beta reader first. It is too intimate. It would be like giving a virgin to a stranger, the day before her wedding. The comma's will have to be good enough. I study. I learn. I will get it right. My mistress demands it. * I am Molly J. I'm a persona. I was created to serve my mistress. I serve my mistress well. I obey her in al...
Please note that nothing in this story is true - all characters and events - well maybe not all events are a figment of my imagination. Nikki and I had always had a very open sex relationship. We would share all of our sexual fantasies and, while vigorously fucking her tight pussy, I would tell her that I was imagining fucking my co-worker or next-door neig...
Angela's distaste for John's action was obvious in a number of ways. Her demeanor changed dramatically. Whereas seconds ago she was enraptured, she now seemed distracted. Even Diana noticed the difference. In order to please her lover, she increased her efforts. It worked: at least for a while. She could feel the sweat forming on Angela's breasts making them...
I'm Five. No, not five years old, or you wouldn't be reading this here! My real name is Gabriel, though I usually go by Gabe, and I am the Master of the House of Bondage. If you look up "House of Bondage" on line you will get lots of hits, but none of them are us -- it's our private name for the house where I live with Liz, aka the Tormentor, and Sara, who...
Author's Notes: (1) This is the final chapter of "Changes". I had thought of going into the endless experiments that this femdom relationship had tried, but instead I concentrated on the ones with the most influence on the evolution of the changing relationship; (2) If the readers want to read some of those adventures, they will have to make comments and a...
Author's note: Dreamers Come Play is an alternate universe. Stories set in it may incorporate touches of magical realism, blurred dreams, and other unexplained phenomenon. This story could have been in Bondage or Exhibitionist. Alcohol and cannabis use. These are fictitious events, by fictitious characters, in a very fictitious universe. All events...
She can never decide if it's better or worse to know what is coming. When you don't know your fate, it's much easier to put it out of mind, but when the anxiety creeps in, the speculation can make you tingle with fear. When you do know your fate, you get to spend all week imagining the minute details with chills of anticipation. This week was a flurry of d...
(The following script is by a sweet submissive pain slut, who sat in a chair, figged, her own wet panties stuffed in her mouth, clothespins torturing her nipples, wrists tied together until she completed a script that I approved of in order to finally get permission for an orgasm. Thanks for the story, my horny slut!) * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 f...
I was dressed and ready to head out for another evening with the incredible Carrie. My equally incredible wife, Jan, would be staying home this evening, and visited by Carrie’s husband, Jason. The women would be in bondage this evening, slaves, and under the control of their respective masters. I had just finished clearing everything off of our bed, excep...
Marie had just ended a relationship with a man. Raul hadn't been a boyfriend; rather, he'd been the controlling figure in an unusual relationship focused on Marie's beautiful "DD" breasts. He'd seen her in her tight tee shirt at the bar where she was a waitress and bluntly told her how he wanted to both abuse and worship her breasts. In just a few meetings h...