Chastity was not a woman who lived up to her name. In fact, Chastity had some rather odd perversions; one of them which was an obsession with the alien race of Daemons. Now, she certainly wasn't the only woman to have this obsession - although it really was considered a perversion among most of society, but she was one of the few that had the wealth to indul...
Their cathartic spankings became a monthly ritual. Maintenance spankings, as she called them, provided all the intimacy he needed. Over her knee, the complexities of life dissolved into the rhythm of hairbrush and bottom; in ouch and corner time he felt peace. Standing in the corner of her room felt right, everything in order. He never did, however, get over...
Gerd loosened off and then untied the ropes that bound my wrists and ankles. I rubbed the marks where the flesh had been heavily indented by their tight constriction, sitting at his booted feet now as he watched me. He clipped a leather leash to my collar. "Whenever you are leashed you will remain on all fours unless told otherwise, is that understood boy?"...
Considering I hadn't killed anyone for months, life was good. People say, "Do what you know." I know killing people. This is not a skill accepted in great degrees by our society. If you're good at killing people, you go into the military, or if you're really good, you get into politics. Neither option appealed to me, so I had used my skills in an illegal f...
In all of my previous writing I've told largely biographical tales, although, I do admit that I sometimes embellished the truth a little, and I always telescoped time frames, otherwise my readers would have died of boredom! In the tale I'm about to relate, however, the whole thing is complete fantasy, developed from some thoughts I had when I was driving bac...
When the door opened at precisely 8:00 a.m. I was standing there, contract in hand. Karen was standing there too, dressed in a beautiful black dress, wearing a gold necklace and black stiletto heels. She had never looked more beautiful or more in control. She took the contract from my trembling hands. She didn't offer me her cheek. She didn't smile. Instea...
A very short story in the same universe as A Slave Under Contract "I think it's time we take our relationship to the next level, Robert," said Amy as she lay on her bed, stroking her bound, naked boyfriend's flank while she looked into his eyes. She had thought it would be quite interesting to date a free male for a change, but like most women on her plan...
Chorea sat at her desk, head in her hands, staring intensely at the scroll in front of her, studying it despairingly. As owner of "Chorea's Exotic Dance Troupe" she was a successful business woman and had many gigs already booked on her calendar, as well as the prestige and cash flow that came from being the sole provider of dancing girls to the Palace. Ther...
I didn't see Mengxia again for the rest of the day. That didn't mean she wasn't on my mind though. In fact, I thought of little else all day, and found it really hard to work. Towards the evening, I received a Snapchat from her captioned "Missing me?" showing a low selfie of her face, her full lips and the top of her cleavage. It got worse a few seconds lat...
Mr. Coleman kept Abu fairly busy for the next three days driving him around town on his first day back than they both traveled to New York to see Abu's family leaving Mandy alone at the mansion. Mandy didn't have very much to do during the day except read or sit near the pool. Mandy wondered how long it would take for her to become pregnant and if maybe she...