Chapter 2-Enter the Slave girl In came the Mistress's husband Master Thomas who is a little shorter than me at 5'11" but has more muscle mass and is built like a wrestler which he did in college. His salt and pepper hair give him a more mature look like George Clooney or Mark Ruffalo. It gives him a more commanding image especially since he keeps it short c...
Oh christ now she's showing them the "wedding pictures", its so humiliating! I should have gone to Mexico not here to Canada where they have extradition! But I'm getting ahead of myself aren't I? Escaping from prison since privatization is no biggy, a bottle of hair dye to make my hair literally orange like one of those punk kids what work in the kitchens a...
Having a professional career is sometimes the hardest thing when you're in an "alternative" lifestyle. Especially when you live and work in a highly conservative, highly puritanical area of the nation. I deal with this by keeping in mind the old military adage, "Keep your indiscretions one hundred miles away from the flagpole." So when I started seeing my M...
They left me alone the rest of that day and also that night. I drove to work the next day (Wednesday) with the chastity device in place, happy that my wife hadn't noticed it yet. Of course, the way our sex life had been going lately, she may not notice it for a while! When I walked in, my secretary was already at her desk. "Good morning, got milk?" she said...
I heard the crunching of gravel as the van stopped. My body swayed, I had to re position my knees on the hard floor of the van. I could hear voices as the van doors opened and closed, footsteps on the gravel. I felt so groggy, how long had I been out? How long had we driven? How far? My head hurt, my hands hurt. I was fixed to the side of the van somehow, my...
Marsha Durant took a step back and inspected her ponyboy. He had to look exactly right. There must be no blemishes, no imperfections to mar the impression they would make together. She turned her head to one side. She had chosen well when she acquired him the previous autumn. Eighteen years old, with fair hair, green eyes, lightly tanned flawless skin and co...
David Flyinn Was a widower, having lost his first wife to cancer. Jessica flyinn had only had a daughter before her untimely death, and Being born at Easter her name was April. April grew up to look exactly like her mother in all respects. But time waits for no man and as the years past David found someone new, her name was Kaye Barker. David swept Kaye o...
Part two -- getting ready I should probably explain a little more about the last couple of months and why I was wearing the chastity cage. We have always been quite kinky and adventurous when it came to sex, never afraid to try something new and had found a few things that we really enjoyed over the years. We had played a little with me being in charge, as...
This story is a another snapshot of the world created in Scene from a Dinner Party. ***** Click... Click... 'and...' click! 'Perfect!' my Mistress says with wicked glee, 'now up you get.' A sharp intake of breath and my eyes widen but I place my hands flat on the cold, tiled floor and... my Mistress giggles, 'Sophia, Sophia - stay down. There's no way an...
NOW The ceiling lamp flickers, intermittently bathing the windowless room in cold neon light. A naked body begins to move on the narrow bunk where silvery, shimmering chains wind their way over the pale skin of the stretched-out woman. Their soft tinkling is suddenly drowned out by a loud clicking noise from the heavy steel door's locking mechanism, then a...