(Master insists that I explain a few things to you. Seems someone feels this story is fake because it is in England and the language isn't typical. Master edits my work, and being American, he often changes the way I may have said something. Secondly, while Master regularly exposes His slut, he intentionally disguises us so we might maintain some privacy. I...
Much thanks to sdbnnc who provided a fantastic edit and some great suggestions. Thanks again! Story contains elements of BDSM, anal and non consensual. If you don't like that stuff, don't read it! * Candy was happy -- she was naked on her bed, wrists tied to the headboard, one either side, forming a "Y." Candy's ankles were tied to her wrists, so her pussy...
My Pet Slut I trust you haven't been playing with your pussy while I was gone. If I find out otherwise, I will be most displeased. And we both know what that means. Take off your clothes, slut. Go find a lacy bra and your tightest lacy thongs. I want you to cut the lining off the bra cups – there should be nothing between the lace and your tits. Same goes...
Alyson screamed. The scream was a mixture of pain and relief, pain caused by the whip which had just left its mark across her bare and unprotected breasts and relief from the sexual frustration which her master/lover, and wielder of the whip, had forced her to undergo for the last half an hour. She stood in the centre of a room, her arms stretched tautly abo...
My Darling B I miss you as soon as you leave. I hear your tread on the stairs and the slam of the door and already I'm desolate with longing. Your cum is still dribbling out of my pussy, making my fleshy folds wet and sticky, and yet I'm longing for you. I lie in the tangled sheets, trying to track down the faintest hint of your aftershave (on the pillows...
Short and not so sweet. This one's all about me. I pull into the garage and see your car is here. Has she forgotten her phone again I wonder? I walk into the hall and you are at the top of the stairs. Oh Boy. The Black platforms, your tight black skirt and tight satin top. Your hair is up in a high ponytail and you are wearing your black rimmed reading...
I had met Ryan through a friend; another fuck buddy actually. I was recently divorced and after years of sexual repression, I was finally at thirty-five sowing the wild oats that most people do in their twenties. The last fifteen years had been about being the good Christian wife; a role which I found stifling and unfulfilling. But fifteen years married to a...
Dear Sir/Madam: The man who handed you this letter is my slave. He doesn't know its contents. I've told him only that he should hand it to an employee of your store and await their instructions. It is my hope that you will take full advantage of this opportunity to use, abuse, and thoroughly embarrass my slave. Remember, he has been instructed to do anyth...
I walk slowly, careful not to trip over my high heels, on my way to Mistress Elena and Master Daniel's hotel room. Mistress Elena is a classmate of Harry. She'd helped him with his assignments in return for me. She and her boyfriend wanted to borrow me for a night to play. Harry often lets his and my friends borrow me in return for some favours. He likes to...
I pull the towel tightly around my body and step from the heated shower onto the cool tiles of the steam filled bathroom. I tie the ends of the towel under my 36D breasts. After using another towel to dry my hair I wrap it around my long crimson locks and toss it back over my head. The feint whirring of the exhaust fan overhead as it fights to overcome a thi...