I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ********************************* Penis pulled back between my legs, panty girdle a size too small to hold tightly my little thing, tightly in place. I am...
Slutslave I get wet thinking back to how you served as excellent entertainment at my party - part art piece, part human piñata. Kneel at my feet and worship at the creamy shrine of my Goddesshood while I bask in the memories... After you were bound and suspended, you were cruelly tormented for the entertainment of my guests. It gave me great pleasure to...
"Slave -- fetch that black shoebox you brought in with my things earlier today! I think I want to wear my new boots out tonight..." I purred as my husband took the glossy box from the pile and brought it over to the chaise where I had been reclining. I couldn't help but grin as he opened the box, revealing the dazzling new black leather ankle boots which I...
PART I With Beth's thick-soled, fishnet-covered foot just inches from his face, her heel on his bare chest and her toes wiggling, the musty stench was overpowering. It was still had to believe this was really happening to him, although, he realized, it had been weeks in the making. "Ready to smell 'em up close?" asked the woman who'd first showed him his...
I want you. I want you to be mine. I want you to *show* that you are mine, submissive to my every desire. Mine to do with as I please, to say yes as a good little boy should say to his Mistress, and never say no. To agree to whatever I want, whatever experiment, whatever position, whatever whim I might have in mind for you. I want you to agree that *my* pl...
Don quickly made his way outside and carefully squeezed through the dividing hedge into the Kay's garden. He tiptoed across the lawn and made straight towards the window that Mr Kay had been peeping through earlier. At first it appeared that the room was empty then he saw Beth sitting in a large easy chair. She was staring towards the door which led to th...
I arrived outside your home half an hour early. I spent the remaining time sitting in my car, the radio on but not listening to it. My mind was racing, trying to avoid thinking about my night ahead and the terrible ache in my cock. I must have checked and double checked my watch several times, the minute hand crawling so slowly towards the 12. At one minute...
I met Mistress Jamie several years ago. She was a sweet, demure, giving, beautiful, and intelligent woman who spoke several languages. After several months of on and off attempts at seducing her, she revealed her true nature to me. This is one in an ongoing story of sexual bliss, dominance, and submission. I'm sharing it as I shared it with Mistress Jamie. S...
Caroline had left for work before I got up. I made breakfast and mulled over the events of the previous day. How had my wife suddenly become so sexually confident, and assertive! I felt sure that her close friendship with 'Miss Crawford' had something to do with it. It was all very exciting, but rather troubling at the same time. Whilst I was shaving, the...
10th Day "Proper Training" I was just in time outside Madame's room with her breakfast dish, clean and shaven, when she rang the bell. Wishing that I hadn't forgotten anything, I knocked at the door and entered her room. - Good morning Madame, I quietly said and placed the dish on her bed, assuming my kneeling position. She totally ignored me; she was talk...