A true story He is my touchstone. I am nervous, yes. Very. I try not to think about why I am here. Sitting at the back of the room on a bench, clinging to His arm, my hair is in a simple ponytail. I have no makeup on... it's not necessary. I will be wearing my hood. The workshop room is huge; larger than life posters of gorgeous people hang down from al...
I didn't need the money, but I made a profile on the sugar daddy website anyway. In the about me section, I wrote "Young female slave looking for master. Inexperienced, needs training". It wasn't long before I got a message in my inbox from a tall, attractive man with an incredible smile. "Saw your post. I'd be interested training you, and I'll pay you $100...
Heather felt a tingle of excitement run through her body as she looked over the items arranged neatly on her bed. Firstly there was the clothing. From an adult store in the city she had purchased a French Maid's outfit, short, black and lacy and, for added fun, it would expose her delightfully pert breasts. To enhance the look she had stockings and a suspend...
It was to be a long session. Mistress called me from work and told me to be ready to be well used. It had been a difficult day and she would be taking out her frustrations on me! Once the chores were finished I went up to her bedroom to prepare. First I loaded the CD player and set it to repeat to provide background music for my wait. Then I opened the Toy B...
Ulrike's playroom was a lot different from what I was expecting. The floor was made of concrete and the walls were cinderblocks and mortar. There were also a number of iron rings set into the floor walls and ceiling. In addition to that there were a number of vertical poles that I originally thought of as whipping posts; however Ulrike preferred to use them...
I hurriedly creep across the hallway, returning to my room. It is early, and I had just spent my first night with Master. My heart races as I enter my room, full of Master's cum. My owned cunt is straining to keep his seed inside, a gift I am determined to savour. The door slams and I let out a long sigh, a smile forming on my face. The previous night, l...
I'm a hedonist. If you just leave aside nipple clamps and medical devices -- which I've tried, mind you, and I just don't like them -- I love all of the different sensations that my body is capable of giving me. Masturbating by myself is certainly ok, but fortunately I haven't had to spend too much time in my life perfecting that to an art form. I've bee...
The buzzer sounded 3 times, and analbliss everhard heard the click, click, click of Lady Victoria's heels in the corridor. Along with the other 9 naked, collared submissives in the training room, analbliss had only a few seconds to adopt Slave Position 3, prone, face down on the ground, legs spread, hands clasped behind his back. He barely made it, lowering...
Sorry about the long delay between chapters. Thanks for all the e-mails (you know who you are), and the continued favorable voting. Comments, critiques, and suggestions are always welcome. Reminder: I do not own these characters. This story is fiction and not for profit. It is solely the product of my somewhat twisted imagination. Warning...If you thought i...
Michael and Diane had been married less than a year when their sexual quirks began to emerge. Blessed, or some might say cursed, with voracious appetites for sex, their experimentation sometimes lasted for days. Their games invariably included liberal doses of bondage and discipline. Quite by accident, they discovered that they achieved the greatest sexual g...