This is the third in a series but has been written so that it can be enjoyed both on its own and as a sequel. Have fun! _*_*_*_ I could feel her eyes on me. It felt as though they hadn't moved for the last two weeks. True to my word, I hadn't even acknowledged her. I glanced up and saw her eyes flicker down quickly, as though she had been caught stealing....
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Laying on my bed in my room in my mom's trailer, my laptop was set on the table beside me with my webcam aimed where I lay. White, satin, bikini panties were looped around my left ankle. The snug-fitting, stretchy crop top clung to my narrow, smooth chest and left my midriff bare....
It was the next day. What happened last night? I half thought it was some crazy dream, if so this one came true! I laid on my side in my cage that both Dominatrixes left me in last night. It wasn't comfortable. Far from it. I had to lay on my arms, they felt dead. I couldn't lay on my back the butt plug was digging in, if I laid on my front the chastity belt...
It is four o'clock on a Friday afternoon and I have been driving for almost two hours on my way to a cabin in the middle of nowhere. According to the instructions my Mistress gave me, I still have about an hour to go. I have the air conditioner on because it is a very hot day and I have to make sure my make-up is perfect and I smell pretty when I arrive. I c...
There was no organisation in the office storage room; it was a cluttered mess of everything and anything, and once you located something there was no guarantee it would be in the same place the next day. I reached behind a stack of compact disks when Lauren and Amanda walked in, closing the door behind them. Lauren and Amanda were perhaps the most troubleso...
Note to reader: My last entry, "One Glass of Wine?" was not very good. That was partly because it was hastily prepared in fantasy mode. This version, "One Glass of Wine, Revisited" (without a question mark) is, I think, better and here is why. The first was fiction, with things added that I would like to see done to me. But that is not up to me, so in this s...
Strolling through the empty house, lights all turned off the sunlight streaming in the windows like a nymph playing Nimira is restless. A longing thrums in her veins as she struggles for something to occupy her time while Master is away. Dishes are cleaned, the house as He likes it. She aches but for what she cannot place a finger upon it. Sighing softly sh...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websit...
I turned the handle on the ratchet attached to the rope that was threaded through the pully and tied to the cuffs on my slave's wrists. His arms were gradually lifted towards the ceiling. We were in the brick shed near the back door of our suburban house. The walls were windowless and covered, like the ceiling, in soundproofing panels. Two Russian women cou...
I awoke in pain. I had slept bound all night. And it also seemed that I had been hit with something to wake me up. Angela was standing over me with one hand on her hip and the other holding my bounds that I slept in. She was already dressed and ready to go. I looked around to make sure we were alone this morning, only to find we were but I was still in panti...