The Punishment Park: Three simple words that fill every naked slave with fear and trepidation. Slaves and their owners are allowed to go to the head of the line and enter the park ahead of everybody else. We also gain entrance into the park for free. The naked slaves are the entertainment for all of the paying tourists, so I suppose that makes sense, still...
Killian, Billy, Sir Billy who? Rae felt the tension roll through Killian and then he turned, while almost imperceptibly pulling her behind him. Giving her hand a reassuring squeeze, he let go, facing the man. High noon popped into her head, with his shoulders back and hands at his sides all he needed was a holster, a pistol, and a cowboy hat. "I'm finis...
Author's Note: Please read this story in sequence if possible. The previous chapters were classified as Fetish because of the spanking content but considering that the spanking was very light, they probably belong in the 'Exhibitionist & Voyeur' category too. This is my first story and any comments/feedback are greatly appreciated. I will respond to all th...
For a long time, my best friend Elizabeth was more in touch with herself, sexually speaking, than I was. Don't get me wrong, its not that I was prude or anything. I just never took the time to fully understand and appreciate what it was about sexuality that interested me. I never thought that it was important to understand my fantasies, or even develop any f...
I wrote this some time ago...still a good story I can hear You behind me...feel Your eyes burning trails on my body. My hands are tied together and wrenched up over my head. You are good to me; they aren't too high, not too tight. Even though my body belongs to You, You care about my comfort & my pain...until it comes time for my punishment. But You want me...
Annabelle and Jess had a nipple pulling contest. Both were seated completely naked in a chair opposite each other in a nice warm room. There was a table between them so that they could only see each others chest; the audience was also able to see their breasts. Their arms were tied under the table, so that they could not interfere with what was going on. How...
Mistress J had three slaves in her power on this particular evening. She was seated on her throne, dressed in flowing satin robes, alluringly parted at thigh-level to reveal elaborate lacy stocking-tops. The three slaves knelt naked before her. She picked up a clip-board from the coffee table beside her and smiled. She was in a wicked mood. The smile was cau...
There have been so many discussions of late, especially in online blogs by women, of how badly women behave in their use of the ladies room that Ladies Room Behavior appears an appropriate subject for review in this forum. The issue has been complicated by different viewpoints expressed in print by women on the one hand and transvestites on the other. It is...
She was on her knees. Her head down on the pillow. Her hands bound in front of her. She was attached to the headboard. Semi-clothed. Her blouse torn open and shredded. Her bra unclasped and dangling underneath her. Attached to each of her nipples were clamps. The clamps were connected by a thin metal chain. Her tits ached. Her skirt was hiked...
She ran in the front door just as the first drops of rain hit the ground. Slipping quickly out of her shoes, she headed for the kitchen. She quickly got dinner going. The storm came in quickly dumping much needed rain onto the dry ground, thunder shook the house while she worked. She had dinner ready in half an hour, when her Master walked in the room. He st...