I awoke that morning on the floor, naked, my wrists and ankles bound with rope and my exposed sex wet and swollen. I wanted a nice, hot bath to sooth my aching muscles. I wanted to rub the sleepy dirt out of my eyes. I wanted to masturbate furiously so I could get rid of the urgent, throbbing, insistent need between my legs. Of course I was denied all of t...
-- Chapter 1 – A chance rescue -- The pirate ship fired its last broadside into the guts of the crippled imperial sloop. Grapples were thrown and a long-rehearsed boarding action swung into play, giving the famed pirate Francis Quickblade a sense of enormous pride as he watched his crew bind their ship to what was rumoured to be a vessel with some rich pick...
I had the panty time of my life. I was assigned the task of photographing the Edinburgh Festival for a fashion magazine, and my accommodation had been sorted out for me by a friend. I climbed three flights of stone tenement steps to a black door numbered twenty-three and rang the bell. The door was opened by a beautiful creature, little more than five feet s...
During the time that I spent out there in the woods, I was basically a naked prisoner to be passed around, ogled, used and cruelly punished. Of course, nudity was compulsory the entire I was in the woods. Being naked while the other women were fully-clothed made me keenly aware of my inferior position and status. Most women would be outraged at the way my...
(Continued from part 03) Olga found herself hyperventilating from nervousness as she crawled along behind the two women that had 'bought' her for the weekend. It's true that all three women were naked, but Olga was in a lowly, submissive posture, while Miss Silvia and Miss Leah were walking upright. Also, the two Dominants were whispering to one another and...
Long day at work, she thought to herself, taking a swig of diet coke and placing it back into the cupholder. Road signs, stop lights, and pedestrians blurred past her as she drove home. She was already planning out her evening, starting by taking off her shoes, dropping her bag, and immediately making herself a very tall scotch—on the rocks, of course...
Silenced She was accustomed to being bound by then, tied to the bed-frame in a position of his choosing, to be taken and used however he wished. She even enjoyed it; so thoroughly possessed and so completely pleasured, until the memory of fear was long past. With him, it was safe—and so good she ached for it. So she didn't resist at all when he undressed h...
The usual disclaimers: if you don't like it, close it or don't open it. There is a sound that wood makes when it is stressed. A certain pull of the grain and a low harp sound when your wrists are tied to it and you move. A certain secure feeling...maybe longing for something different. Tugging and release so much a part of the tie up. She looks at me and...
They had no specific relationship, no specific expectations of each other...just two people; one Dominant, one submissive, together for this moment, this day. The girl knelt before him, nearly naked save for the black sheer and lace babydoll nightie, the full skirt fanned out to rest on the pale contrast of her thighs. The lingerie gave her just enough mod...
Before she met the motorcycle man, Bettina Heinke would have said that she lived a life that was unusual only in that it was so completely average in practically every way. But the motorcycle man had changed all that. He had changed her, in fact...although sometimes Bettina mused that he had simply awakened something that had always been inside of her...th...