For more than a year, I have been operating a community called “weekly_command” on a blog site. The community was inspired by the realization that there are women around the world, including some online friends, who long to experiment with BDSM or who are currently without a Master or Mistress. For them, the weekly tasks I assign to the community could hel...
There was no way for Nikki to know what time it was exactly. Her claustrophobic five by eight foot cell in solitary confinement didn't include a time piece. The only thing she knew for sure was that it was late, sometime after eleven because the janitors were done for the night. The tiny box was bad enough on its own, barely big enough to lay down and stretc...
Fanchon Nemirow looked curiously at the little door along the far wall of Midori's cellar. "Mids, I don't think I get it." Midori was a honey blonde with mischievous green eyes. "Well, I had this built for Hearst. It's a little room within the wall behind this door." "It looks like a cell door, in a jail." "Yup. It's what's called a strip-cell in prisons...
This is the final chapter with the conclusion of this story. Thank you to everyone who made it this far, and thanks again to Tristessa Howard for editing :) * We took the elevator to the basement, level sub 37, and made our way through a series of security doors. The last one had a sign that said "Female Confinement Unit." It dawned on me that this wasn't...
Dr. Wells lay in her improvised seat aboard the Soyuz capsule grinning from ear to ear. It had taken her years to get to this: the college work, application to the space program, the astronaut training. And now here she was, strapped into position aboard the Soyuz which had just docked with the International Space Station. As the hatch opened, the three oth...
I have tried to retell this story in as much as the way it was revealed to me. The story is true, however, I have refrained from mentioning the fly's name, to protect its identity. ---------------------------- Ok this is a little weird, even for me. Honestly, it is somewhat embarrassing to admit. I got turned on by a fly. How you might ask? It was during...
The next day, when Josh returned home from teaching college students (who were only around six years younger than him), Miranda met him at the door. She seemed in a fine exuberant mood and gave him a smile. Sometimes he didn't know which personality he'd find - the friendly, mother-like woman who helped him become Lori, or the controlling figure who could...
I had always heard, before I found this escape, that there is a fine line between pleasure and pain. Physically yes, but it is mentally too. I enjoy pain immensely it is my drug, and he delivers it to me. Days like today are not the same. This is where the emotional line between pleasure and pain tests its strength. I was instructed to awaken him daily at a...
With the weekend's business concluded, Ned returned to his own matters. In addition to Katharina, he had bargained for another swap, the Asian doll that had really sparked his spirit. He had been unable to schedule another play session with her but had traded for her contract anyway. It was now time to really analyze his investment and she was waiting for hi...
*Author's Note - Thank you for all the positive feedback regarding my first story, and at your request, I have begun writing another. I hope you enjoy it!* ******* He sat, watching her closely. The way her clothing clung to her full-breasted figure, the way the coffee she was drinking slipped delectably past her pouty lips. Raven locks of hair fell gently...