I wake up to giggling. I look up from my dog's bed on the floor to see Sasha staring down at me, accompanied by a young woman I can only guess was a friend. The collar on my neck, and the chain connecting it to the leg of Sasha's bed, feel heavier than ever. "Does he actually wake up like this every day?" the new girl asks, grinning. She has long braided ha...
This chapter is more about character showing, of Nathaniel if no one else. It also tries to highlight the relationship of Doms/subs. If one cares about the other, and not the other way around, it is a toxic relationship. But, that's my opinion. I added the Non-Con tag because the guy is no longer willing. But hey, got what he deserves imho :) * * * * * W...
Chapter 5, The Dungeon With all the beer and drinks at the tavern plus the wine that Sean had given them, Alice and Jean, nestling is Sean's embrace had fallen fast asleep. Sean lay quietly for quite a while, listening to their soft breathing, gazing at their naked bodies. After about 15 minutes or so, feeling sure that they were in deep sleep, Sean careful...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
"I cannot breathe with this collar on," P complained as she made her way up the staircase. When she met Mr. J's eyes, she averted her own. He looked so angry and exhausted by her push and pull behavior that she thought they both needed some space from each other. "Oh, for god's sake, my slut, the collar means nothing to me. Its purpose is to remind you that...
Author’s Note: This was another fantasy written in response to my phantom master’s command. He wanted me to take the dominant role so that I might understand how it felt to have the responsibility for a submissive’s pain . . . and pleasure. ~~~~~~~~~~ You hear the whistle of the riding crop just before it catches the tender flesh of your buttocks. With no...
Charlene walked as fast as she could to get out of the neighborhood. She felt the eyes of every resident who was at home staring at her lush body clothed only in that skimpy brown knit dress, stained and filthy, in high heels. She had no place walking down the street in a decent neighborhood and she knew it. She now had twelve dollars in her hand. In Los A...
She wasn't coming. It was five to six and she hadn't arrived yet. Hunter knew he was being insecure. A woman like Athena had the kind of pride that kept her from hiding from men like him. Nonetheless, when his doorbell rang at six pm sharp, it was as if his entire body breathed a sigh of relief. His lady had come to him. She was wearing a severe grey pants...
Sylvie leaned against the red brick wall, taking in Claude while he took in Le Tigre and the crowd milling around outside the front door. She could tell one thing; he had never been to a place like this before. She watched him squirm in his expensive charcoal suit as a couple with a leash between them passed by, but she could tell one other thing; he wasn't...
I'm Barbi, and I'm having one of life's most embarrassing moments. I'm in Captain Sue's office on the bridge of the Angela Merkel, just finishing signing the papers for the transfer of ownership of Mai Lang to myself. She's in her cabin packing her few possessions, and the taxi is on the way. Lady Parkwood just walked in and after a very warm kiss with the...