The first experience for me was February 2001. So yes, I am new into the alternative life style. I am glad that I made the step to find out myself of the BDSM world. In August of 2000, I went to the dungeon at Ms. Desiree's in Bangor Dungeon in Bangor, Maine. Surprise, Maine has well guarded secrets too. She is also my youngest sister, so I was aware of the...
It was a dark and cold Halloween night and Lydia was walking in an alley outside of her apartment. She was your typical Goth with the white pale skin, black lipstick, and dark mascara. She wore a low-cut black sheer shirt with a red bra underneath that cupped her perky C-cup breasts, and black skinny jeans hugging her every curve. A 21-year-old senior in col...
I wake up in a small strange concrete room, still wearing the pink latex that Master Brent bought for me but this time without the hood or the gag. I look down and see masters foot on the concrete floor tapping. As I look further up I see his tall muscular body dressed in tight leather and the big smirk on his face as he says "well looks like our little bitc...
Please do not make the mistake of assuming the "when" in this story. It could be 1970, 2006, 2030 or whenever. I've intentionally blurred the time frame so that I don't get a bunch of inane political comments concerning current events from the lunatic fringe of any orientation. This is a story with military overtones; there are no dogs and no corporate Ame...
In my experience, the kind of guy who writes an essay entitled "What Women Want" has been to bed with lots of women -- maybe a hundred or more. I haven't. I've petted and played with a few in high school and college, but I've actually fucked exactly three; the number between 2 and 4, and I was married to two of those. How presumptuous of me to write this es...
Chapter 1 Awakening The girl started to wake up. She was young, at least in the eyes of some cultures. In the eyes of others, she was well into adulthood. On her home world, she was considered to have just barely reached the age where she could make life altering decisions for herself. The people who brought her here always took those who were legal on the...
"Hi, Baby," I say to you over the phone, "Can you still make it out tonight?" I anxiously await your response. "Yes," you whisper into the receiver, "I'll be there at 8." "I don't think you can see me smiling, but you must know that I am, right? I'll see you there. Oh, and Ashleigh," I ask, waiting for your response. "Yeah, I'm still here,Sugar," you say....
Adam's Story Birthdays! Normally I really don't mind them, but this next one is going to be the pits! The next one is going to be one of the birthdays which have a zero at the end of it. This is the one I've really been dreading, this it the birthday that makes me 60! Even the sound of it seems old. Every time I drive, the speed limit signs keep reminding m...
Authors note: this story contains bondage/dominance/slave/master themes Jilane moved swiftly through the undergrowth, her gloved hand raised before her face to protect her from the low lying branches. She was third in the line of four crew members that slipped silently through the steamy jungle on base level Kalyana. Sweat trickled between the valley of h...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (17 min/mp3) * * * * * When we arrive at the club, my first task is my second least favorite one of the night. I go into the women's dressing room to remove all of my clothes. Even though I will spend the entire evening naked, this moment, where I first become naked, is when I feel the most expos...