This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated. Things returned to normal in Mother Mistress's household following Susan's and Patrick's initiation into...
Sitting at my computer wondering what I was going to this weekend, I search for fetish sites. I clicked on a couple links, none were very interesting. I then found a site I had to register for, but it was free. The layout was very nice and there were a lot of kinky people registered there. I set up my profile and selected some kinks I would like to explore...
It's dark. I'm kneeling in a locked wardrobe. My hands are cuffed behind my back and secured to a ring in the wall. I pull at them a little where the cuffs are squeezed against my wrists. Not that there's any point. On previous occasions I've struggled against these cuffs in a desperate fury to escape. They held when I was trying my hardest to break free. Th...
I was in a pub with a few friends, Molly amongst them. We had a long-lasting friendship, with, sometimes, benefits. Don't get me wrong - we were not in a permanent arrangement of this kind, but we sometimes would booty call each other. It lasted a few years but never when one or both of us were in relationships. We learned what we liked and we experimented t...
I've always found chastity to be a really interesting idea. I'd wanted to experience chastity ever since I was teen. But now I was 30 and still hadn't experienced it. Well, I hadn't truly experienced it anyway. I'd bought a CB6000 a couple years ago and had put it on. I enjoyed having it on, but I still had no keyholder. Self-imposed chastity could only go...
As the first snow of the season started to fall on my small hometown, my sex life started to make a turn just like the seasons. Well, I guess since I've never really had a sex life besides jacking off my little pee-pee, you could say that my sexual freedom was changing. The little box (ironic that it came in such a small box) arrived on a Wednesday and as m...
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Colleen Dickinson, a biracial woman of Jamaican and European descent living in Ontario, Canada. I'm five feet nine inches tall and curvy, light-skinned and sexy, with an angelic face, a thick body, and a fine round ass. Lately I've been exploring the world of BDSM. While most dominant Black women in BDSM seem to cater t...
Part 7 – The Filth of No Return This exchange between Mistress and slave, this confirmation of her brutal humiliation, exacerbated Claudia's hormonal roller coaster ride. The submissive switch had been activated and she was well aroused by now. More and more people were taking part. Everywhere she looked was a stream of piss, a load of cum, or a dump of tur...
I'm currently standing inside my small bedroom examining myself in the mirror hanging on the wall. The bedroom is situated with a wardrobe, a small desk for my laptop, the mirror infront of me, aswell as my holy grail the queen-sized bed taking up much of the space inside the room. As I look at myself in the mirror I can't help but look at my most apparent f...
Author's Note 'Donna's Ultra-High Heels, Book 2' is a continuation of Book 1 and can be read without reading the first book, although it is highly recommend that Book 1 be read first since it would be helpful in understanding the character development of the main players. I tried to make the transition to Book 2 as seamless as possible by briefly summarizi...