A dialogue Story Author's note: Master Robert and his submissive/slave/wife Anna give a dinner party for a few of their friends after which Anna tells them about the new rules she has to follow as part of an extended punishment for numerous transgressions she has committed against her Master. Their guests, dominants and their submissives, knew that somethin...
Professor Ballard woke up on her stomach on her bedroom floor. She was naked and collared. She ached all over. Her hands were cuffed behind her back. She lay still in the coolness of the morning. It had been a rough three days. She heard Kendra snoring lightly in the bed above her. She craned her neck and looked up at the clock on the nightstand. It was ti...
In response to several private comments, I have decided to post the remainder of this series to the BDSM category. I'm sorry if I offended anyone, but I do think I gave adequate warning that this story is about non-consensual punishment. And yes, there is a significant pleasure response in most of the chapters. This is the story of a young woman's convictio...
Wow, jenny thought, this is just like college night classes for sub sluts. Her Master had left the brochure on the kitchen table when He left for work, telling her that after her morning chores, she should read it, and make a list of the three classes she'd like to take, the ones she could use the most. "Don't worry, my little bitch, over time, you'll take...
Brandy rolled over and nuzzled deeper into her pillow. She was so warm and comfortable in her bed that she just couldn't bear to rise. The sound and smell of a steady spring rain lulled her back to sleep every time she attempted to try to climb out of bed. The shrill ring of the telephone jarred her slightly awake, reaching over she fumbled with the receiv...
"Strip," you say, standing, watching me. I obey, just a little shy; we've been apart so long. I fold each piece of clothing with care as it comes off and set it to the side, out of the way. My black bra and panties come off last, slowly, and then i'm standing naked in front of you. Again. "Turn," you tell me, your voice cool, your forefinger sketching a ci...
Susie is lying in the store supply closet next to Tinkerbell. It's six in the morning, and they've only just finished cleaning the entire supermarket. After changing each other into fresh diapers, and using the few left over to make pillows for them both, the two exhausted sissies lie side by side in the cramped supply closet. Tinkerbell's right hand, handcu...
It was Monday morning. The sun was beating down from a cloudless sky. I had just left the house and turned right down the road. It was only a short walk and I would be able to get to my destination in less than twenty minutes. I didn't have a lot of time. My heart was pounding in my chest as I recalled Diana's words. How could a woman be so cruel, yet..........
As Nilok carefully stretched and nursed his soreness, he looked out across the street and then up to the lofty citadel, dreaming once more of what might be. He held the bars as various women passed by with their slaves in tow; either ignoring him completely or giving brief glances of utter contempt. As his eyes followed the rear of a particularly shapely wom...
"Fetch the cane." Despite the warm summer weather Ruth shivers at his instruction, her apprehension based on rueful experience. Her husband's tone of voice implies an expectation of unquestioning and immediate obedience. Unsuccessfully attempting to quell a sudden flash of arousal she clenches her thighs. Heart racing Ruth forces herself to calm down; walk s...