It was late in the evening when Jenny came to wake me. I was dressed in thigh high nylons, 6 inch "fuck me" pumps and wrist cuffs and my collar. Jenny brushed my hair and placed it in a tight bun. A leash was snapped into my collar and I was led to the deck of Master Martin's yacht. All of Master's slave/crew were lined at the dock plank of the boat. As gue...
After an eventful evening with Bradley Pete went to visit one of his female friends called Rose whom he had known for a few years now. Pete entered wearing his red top, black leather skirt and high heel pumps. Rose was one his fetish clubbing buddies so she was use to seeing him wearing women's clothes. Pete and Rose spoke about luring Clive whom hung out ou...
Just here to read and share erotic sadistic fiction. Stories I post will in no way depicts actual events. In real life, keep it safe, sane, and consensual. All characters are clearly depicted as being over the age of 18. ***** I stopped outside the steel door before I opened it and straightened my short leather skirt. It hung to my mid-thigh, with a slit u...
This is part of a short story, if you haven't read the previous chapters, I would encourage you to start with chapter 1 and read them all in order. * I awoke the next morning with a splitting headache. It was one of those mornings where you wake up trying to remember what you had done the night before. But then I noticed, I couldn't move my legs or arms......
Nobody ever wants to work late. When it really gets down to it, we would all rather be somewhere else, anywhere else, than be at the office after hours. Yet, here he was. All of his coworkers had scurried home hours ago but he was still here sorting out the last of his paperwork, preparing for a filing. The attorney that he was assigned to had stayed with hi...
There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart's desire. The other is to gain it. — George Bernard Shaw, Man and Superman I couldn't tell if it was nerves or all the coffee I drank in the coffee shop waiting for my appointment. I sat there still wondering if I should even follow through with this meeting. We had emailed back and forth the last...
My wife Cindy works in the porn industry. She has been doing fuck flicks since she was nineteen years old. I met her when she was twenty-eight and we got married a year later. She is a very attractive blonde with a 36-23-35 figure she is 5’ 6’’ in height and loves to suck and fuck. Her pussy is always wet and she stays horny all the time. If she isn’t at wo...
Previous stories in this series: Off-Road Goddess, Paddled in the Boondocks, Lunch With A Dominatrix * It was late on a Saturday afternoon that I drove to the east side of the city, following directions that had been given to me by Miss Julia. Near the industrial park where she worked, I turned onto a state highway and continued east just until signs of ci...
I found her name in the back of a local swingers newspaper, in small print, at the bottom of a column. "Mistress Jade, Private training sessions, Become the man I want you to be." I clipped the ad and carried it around in my wallet for almost a month before I got the courage to call. A formal sounding older woman, who told me that the Mistress was busy with...
The sax player stepped forward for his moment in the spotlight and the Little Covers Band broke into Urgent. Miriam turned around to look at Malcolm she raised her beer gave a wooooo and turned back to the stage and continued to shake her ass. Malcolm let a small smile grow on his lips while he watched his girlfriend shake her big breast at the sax player....