I don't help me with all of her toy, or all of the time. I understand that some of them wouldn't react well to an 18-year-old budding dominatrix. And it's not like she's just going to give me her toys. What she is doing is teaching me the tricks of D/s, letting me play with some of the more open toys to see what excites me and what might not. So far, I haven...
I just want to give all of you that are reading this, an idea of what a day in my life is like. My name is Terri and I am usually referred to as 'pain slut' by my Master and a few other select people in our lives. I have been given a few other pet names too, but this one is used more frequently than the rest. I know that most people wouldn't think that name...
Part 2 — Service Provider Before beginning, please read Part 1: Mother's Helper, The Black Diary. In Part 1, Janice, a hot and sexually frustrated single MILF, is riddled with guilt over her poor parenting of her hot son Matthew, a high school senior. Matt discovers his voluptuous mother's unquenchable penchant for sex and punishment, and quickly increases...
Agnes Gilden was forty years young and a widow for two years. When her husband passed away, she inherited his computer software business. Her inheritance provided her with an annuity of ten thousand dollars a month. Comfortable economically, childless and alone, she lived modestly in a large old Victorian house near the University. The University had often...
It was noon, and the restaurant seemed packed. A good choice for a first meeting, I thought... though if I were honest with myself I didn't really feel the need for such precautions with him. As I scanned the crowded tables, I gave myself a mental once over. Did I look alright? God, I hoped I didn't have lipstick on my teeth. I'd been getting ready since thi...
Saturday Morning ===JANETTE === i awoke slowly, my mind hazy and my body awash suffused with a warm feeling. Sunlight was streaming in and i wanted to block out the unwanted intruder to my slumber. Startled, i realized my arms were unable to move away from my body pinned against my hips, and trying to move my feet i found they were also immobile. Startin...
9 Aug 3:10 PM Tillman I had to claw my way back out of the thick fog that enveloped my whole being. It was like swimming through molasses. Then the smell of bacon frying blew away the fog. The events of the night returned to me. Yes the sex was wild and amazing, but more than that, the nightmare-free sleep had turned me into a new man, or at least the old...
Chapter 10: A trip to Kennedy's. Enjoy xantu Every window in the huge house at the end of the drive was brightly lit and missy could see people moving inside. A wave of fear and embarrassment shook her. Mick had said they were visiting his mentor and his slave. She had been sort of looking forward to meeting another woman who was a slave. Mick had chos...
We stepped out the door to our hotel room late in the evening, and I followed Master through the halls of the Grand Hotel marveling once again at the elegance and splendor that surrounded us. Real china vases, gold gilt edging on the side tables and chairs, and authentic crystal chandeliers lit our way. The walls were covered in embroidered silk instead of p...
(Although the silk and training stories go together, they are not written by the same person. The silk stories are written by Norma Jeanne. The diary stories by silk herself. This is a two part story. This story is from the slave's perspective. The other part of the story is from the mistress's perspective. It is Training Slave Silk, Ch7, by norma jeanne. It...