I'm running as fast as I can while completely naked. Trying to avoid branches that scratch my flesh, rocks that cut my feet as well as the sadistic captors who are hunting us. I crouch behind a large boulder to catch my breath as I hear voices in the distance. I don't dare look in that direction as I already know what has happened. Another one of us has been...
Thank you to Jennifer M. for your continuing inspiration and your smutty mind. I think of you as Taylor in this story. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or...
Once again, she misbehaved to the displeasure of her Sir. Six months ago, she admitted her submissive tendencies to herself and found Him not long thereafter. He has been training her for a few months now and she cannot believe that she keeps making the same mistakes. What will He do to her? He is not sadistic in any way, but He is also not going to let offe...
There were seats on the midday L train from Bushwick back to Manhattan, but I decided to stand. I had just been caned for the first time by a very lovely and sweet, yet highly sadistic Domme and my ass radiated heat and pain. The thought of sitting was not in the least appealing. Even just standing hurt, and walking was worse, as I was reminded when I got of...
Fisher was upstairs, making the bed when he heard the front door opening, signaling Sophie's arrival home. He looked down at the list on her dresser, frowning. He had not completed four tasks. He reapplied his pink lipstick and kissed the paper above the words "make bed with gold satin sheets" as he was instructed. He then scurried downstairs, incomplete lis...
The only sound in the car was the soft bumps in the road and the anxious tapping of Arin's fingers on the passenger side door. He had been fidgeting all the way to the restaurant. Anna allowed him one more tap before she spoke up, breaking him out of his thoughts. "Would you rather turn around and go home? The world won't implode if we beg off a work dinne...
"We'll go into the rubble and shoot-a the bastards." The band of the brotherhood of the Camorra emerged from their hiding places. Tough, hardened, burly Neapolitans, dressed in black with roughly tailored jackets and bowler hats, the distinctive tattoos of their brethren on their knuckles. "Really, there's no need. Leave them to fight it out amongst the...
Realising their travels were finally over, the whole party was tinged with sadness when The Corseted Domme docked onto the mooring mast at the Howden Airship Station. It had been a fun-filled and action-packed adventure and everyone was sorry to see it come to an end. Lady Sally's submissive gentlemen were effusive in their praise of their mistress and appre...
Once the alarms calmed down, and her maid and gentlemen had finished fussing around her, Captain Wyndham drew Lady Sally to one side. "Your ladyship," he whispered, "it was no accident, the electro-massager was tampered with. There's no doubt our stowaway has broken into your private quarters, seen the device and switched the earth and live wires." Lady...
I had been coming to these nearly-weekly events for a couple of months. Following a rather traumatic divorce, I'd decided to relocate back to Chicago and to re-engage in real-life BDSM activities, which I'd completely avoided during my years of marriage. Rather reserved by nature, I'd known that it would take a while to re-immerse myself into the lifestyle c...