My heart was pounding; my parents had finally, finally, left. On date night, they might be out of the house for four hours, maybe more. It was more than enough time for what I had planned. They were standing by the curb, smiling as I waved to them from the veranda. As they took off and drove, my body quivered with the thought of what I'd do next. The secon...
Mars Antonio. A young, upcoming art critic. Known for his fantastic eye for detail and his side hustle, buying art for wealthy patrons. Besides his great eye for art, he was also extremely attractive. Standing at 6' 2", with dark brown skin that looked as if he absorbed the sun like a sponge. He had broad shoulders, hazel eyes, an athletic build and short dr...
A week ago, after being caught spying on my lesbian neighbors, the English redhead mistress Katherine, and the blonde submissive Katie, during a bondage session, they tied me up and teased me for hours, until giving me the largest orgasm I had ever experienced. Now we've surprisingly become really good friends, and Katherine and I scheduled another bondage v...
"I still can't believe we're finally married!" I smiled, glancing at my beautiful young wife. No longer were we simply playing at being husband and wife – now we truly and legally were husband and wife. Her sand-colored hair trailed behind her thanks to the airflow as the convertible, top down, wound up the mountain road. In a way, she reminded me of the f...
God, let me be dreaming, he thought as his ass skittered away from the cane like a subdued little puppy in the suspension harness. Please, oh God, let this be my worst nightmare. Frilly tufts of flounced ballerina-like "froufrou" rang in subdued silvery tones with each wriggle of red-streaked creamy thighs. The bell-trimmed damask cloud rode those frantic t...
Bella sits in the chair in the hallway, waiting for her Mistress to come home. Having finally gotten everything ordered and in place, she's ready to turn the tables on her harsh Mistress Miaya. She's wearing a pair of black leather pants that look as if they were painted on her. She loves how they show her lovely legs off, and decided to wear them in defianc...
Michelle was a model employee at Vivienne's Boutique and had worked her way up to assistant manager. She enjoyed the store discounts, especially the new lines of clothing and arrivals for each season. It was easier to stay in fashion, and she didn't have to spend as much of the money given to her by her parents, who strictly forbade her to work during her st...
The exhausted submissive still moans softly, hanging limply in her bonds, as she remains nicely secured to the metal support at one end of the new clothesline. After such a long and harsh session, amanda's mind is definitely in a fog: her vision, when she dares to open her eyes, seems clouded - not helped by the dimming light of sunset. The tightness of the...
I've done this a hundred times but it's always fun. My lovely slave wife is waiting patiently sitting on an old coffee table we keep in the basement, not that she has much choice. I already have each of her her leather wrist cuffs loosely pulled toward the rafters and the floor with two simple ropes on each cuff. Her ankle cuffs are similarly tied. She's in...
Michael was mowing the lawn when she called. Slowly he had been crossing the small lawn, pushing the mower at comfortable pace chosen to avoid sweating too much in the warm summer afternoon heat. The quiet mower whirred, clipping the few grass blades that had grown tall enough to reach its rotating blades. Luckily, the mower did not prevent him from hearing...