The night outside was dark and the moon was yellow with pale envy of the Earth's dying days. He felt the energy in the air, a skin-prickling tingle crawling over his pearly skin. He felt her nearby in her mindless scrambling to escape his obvious madness she exerted all the power she had and it was but a prickle, as a bug crawling up him. She was running t...
The leaves crunched beneath my feet as I walked down the camp road. My dog, Sadie, was dressed in her blaze orange dog sweater that I'd picked up on my way north at L.L. Bean---the Maine woods were no place for a yellow lab to run through during hunting season. I myself had found an old orange sweatshirt of my father's on the nail by the back door---he'd hav...
My breasts rise out of the hot water in the tub. On my skin I can feel the water level rising. Right now the water level is just touching the soft morph-zone where the skin goes from back-skin to breast-skin. I push my thighs down to the very bottom of the tub and then raise them. I love the small waves of wet heat this causes. I can feel the water move down...
By the time I got back to the slave pen Victoria's hands were tied behind her with a thick, coarse hemp rope. Another rope had been tied around her neck, with the loose end dangling down as a makeshift leash. "Don't worry," I said, smiling broadly. "I have a plan." Victoria's eyes brightened as for the first time in a long time she allowed herself to hope....
The relentless buzzing between her widely bound thighs was torturous. The magic wand was affixed against her throbbing clit, but the pressure was light, only allowing her to stay on the very edge of release. her muscles tightened and relaxed, rippling under the soft flesh of her arms and back, as she pulled against the leather that bound her wrists above h...
It took almost an hour for my husband Jacques to find me. I was in the slave trader's parlor, a large and beautifully decorated room with intricately patterned red carpets and plush velvet drapes. The room was decorated with oil paintings depicting the auction of naked women, and several life-sized statues of naked slave women chained on their knees or stand...
'Are you sure you're ready to test your limits?' I nodded. 'The safe word?' 'Asbestos.' Jim looked at me grinning, candlelight bouncing off his chin and giving him a devilish look as he lifted the candles causing hot wax to run down my breast. 'Test your Limit' was a new idea of Jim's. When he started acting as my dom, he had made me fill in a sheet lis...
"Mmmm... Baby, lay down so I can tie you up." He tilted his head away so he could look up and meet my eyes. It was the look I'd come to know was serious. "I'll give you a spanking, and I know you like spankings." He bit into my nipple, pulling at it with his teeth. I rubbed my thighs together and he slid his hand up under me to grab my ass. We'd been spen...
Slowly coming to, eyes opening lazily I realize somehow and at sometime I have been bound. Twisting my wrists I can feel the leather cuffs snuggly holding my arms outstretched, the feel of flannel against the back of my entire body alerts me to the fact that I am obviously bound to the whipping wheel. Attempting to draw my legs towards my body, I groan sof...
It didn't take long for them to chain me up to the other girls in the coffle and soon we were off. The paths got smoother as we got closer to the city and I had gotten used to walking more-or-less barefoot. I say "more-or-less" because unlike the other girls I was wearing my beautiful barefoot sandals, with their green beads and string. They weren't the type...