The ringing of the doorbell snapped me out of my newspaper. Somewhat annoyed, I wondered who could be at my door this early on a Saturday morning. Impatiently, I stood and closed my bathrobe, walked to my front porch and opened the door. My attitude softened somewhat when I saw the girl waiting on the step. Dressed smartly in her parochial school uniform, s...
I was attacked last night as I sat in the Padmasana pose meditating on my Squeezed Lingam's Svadisthana chakra! My attacker was a female Creature from Hell: a succubus I believe the Western civilization's Legends call It!?! But she, of course didn't know I was an accomplished Vedantist & when immersed in Adaivtya Vedanta/ Absolute Reality am beyond the gra...
Three Days At times caution can keep you alive, but it can also prevent you from taking chances beyond a reasonable comfort zone. That's exactly what I did recently, threw caution to the wind and stepped out of my comfort zone to meet a woman I got to know on Literotica, an internet web site. From the start, one of the things that made this different was ou...
I located Dee in a chat room on the internet and arranged to meet her the following Saturday morning. We had chatted for several weeks before deciding to consummate our kinky BDSM desires. Today was the day. My excuse to get away was a game of golf which would allow us five hours of time together. I drove into the parking lot of JC Penney and around to the...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated. * * * Mother Mistress had spent most of the day in her bedroom concentrating on the various items her ho...
Submissive wife, bondage, nipple clamps, gagged, self bondage, spanking * Good girl takes the night off as the bad girl is taken to task Male/female - married - bondage - gagged - tied - submissive - punished "X marks the spot," came the unbidden wolfish thought. I stood in 4 inch heels, legs well apart, stretching the hem of my short half-slip. My arms...
Melissa Part 8: The Penthouse "Melissa speaking, may I help you?" "Hello Mistress Melissa, this is Anne from Channel 8, how are you today?" "I'm just fine thank you Anne, but I'm not a Mistress yet," Melissa replied, glancing at me with eyebrows raised, "How are you and how can we help you?" "I have some information that will interest Master Matt and you...
Issue Four – Five Stories of Peril Prelude "Chase what the hell is this?" "It's my new piece," replied the vivacious red head, standing across the desk from her editor. She was tugging nervously on the hem of her denim half jacket, which she wore over a form fitted, black and white stripped dress. "Where's the damned Danvers piece?" he barked, scanning...
*Clack* *Clack* *Clack* The sound of my heels on the kitchen tile was distracting me right when I needed to focus. My wife, or Mistress Vicky as I'm to call her from now on, had left me quite a bit of chores to do today. I had just finished dusting and was getting ready to polish the kitchen floor when the doorbell rang. *ring ring* Swallowing nervously,...
Madam Clara did not just have Lucy attend her 'classroom' that day; the soft ginger girl was made to stand in the corner facing the walls while other 'pupils' were brought to attend. Such was the wealthy woman's lust for her kink as the domineering schoolmistress, she had also paid for three males to attend her 'class' that day; each deeply submissive male h...