Here's another memory, this one more recent than the last. A woman I used to see (out of town now) interested me initially because it was obvious she really, really liked spanking. The subject came up innocently in conversation once, and she couldn't sit still. This story is about a later meeting with her. That day I happened to be in a mood. She could tel...
They couldn't have planned it better if they'd tried. That was my first thought, once the initial panic was over. A moment of wry, bitter sarcasm as I studied the mess they had made of my clothing. My suit was very likely ruined by the black coffee stain, and my shirt and trousers were soaked through. Not a very expensive suit, thankfully, but I only had two...
"Porn." Kneeling down like this at the back of the treasury, she felt like she was going through some bizarre ritual. Golden curls framed her heart shaped face - curls she brushed away as she shifted the dress underneath her so that it wasn't catching on her heels. "This is porn." she said. "I assume that's some kind of sex equipment over there?" The hea...
Stretching as she slowly gained consciousness and feeling an unaccustomed ache and freedom, Melanie slowly opened her eyes. Running her hands down her body she discovered what the sense of freedom was... her chastity belt was missing. And the ache? She remembered a wild night of sex... being used by her Master for His pleasure... but receiving so much pleasu...
“Too bad. Now I will have to punish you.” I struggled to please him. My moan of protest meant nothing to him. After all, the idea was to set me up to be punished by orchestrating a task that was difficult, if not impossible to do in my current situation. My arms were tied behind my back. My ankles had been successfully lashed back to my thighs. I was open...
James opened the front door to see Kate standing on the step. Wild blonde hair pulled up in a ponytail, white tee shirt and the same old worn blue jeans. "James!" she beamed as if surprised to see him. He led her inside where she dropped down on to the white sofa, looking admiringly around the large room and then equally admiringly at James. "Coffee?" he...
I love my husband, Eric, but I am a highly sexed woman who finds it very difficult to say 'No' to interesting propositions. Eric knows this, but at least during the early years of our relationship he was more than able to keep me well satisfied. He has a kinky side too, and loves to see me in high heels and short skirts. He guards me possessively in public,...
He'd just packed his bags and was headed for the door. Every last bit of her soul cried out for him to stay but she said nothing. It was always like the little imp to keep her mouth shut when she should speak and had it rambling when she should be silent. His steps took him ever closer to his final exit and she just couldn't take it. A strained whimper tur...
"I'm so sorry I made you change your stories," Ta'tan'ia told her. "Forget it," she replied with a smile. "It worked out okay in the end. Ta'tan'ia considered that a moment. "It's still wrong," she finally said. "I never should have done it in the first place," she explained as she scooted a little tighter against her. They relaxed on the bench and chatte...
Summer laid on her bed. She was only three days past her high school graduation but already feeling the boredom from summer creep in. It was a rainy day, and none of her friends were around to hang out. Her parents were gone, and no one else was in the house. As she laid in bed, her skirt gently slid down her legs. Suddenly the mood struck her. As one hand...