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Penbury Lodge

by DonBrown on Mar 20, 2018
BDSM

Penbury Lodge is situated on the outskirts of Leeds, a city in the North of England. It is set in 120 acres of a mixture of wild meadows, various coppices and a large lake from which the main hall frontage looks out onto. Fenced as to show its boundary's, not as a prison, and a large white pebbled drive leading from the gatehouse, to the front door. On ap...

Defining Roles: Slaves

by psychiclover on Sep 26, 2017
How To

This is part two of my informational series called defining roles. My purpose in writing this series is to give those out there closet desires what they need to get started in the lifestyle. Far too often people get the idea that it is all about being bound and sexed. There is so much more than just a passing "kink" to keep things alive in the bedroom . If y...

WACS - Weekend Correction

by volescamper on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

WACS – Weekend Alternative Corrective System It was late Saturday morning, and coming straight from school sports still dressed in his school uniform, Edward stamped up the steps of the Dept of Correction. He was a typical gangly, eighteen year old, all arms and legs, with a few pimples to boot. He was in his last year, with all the attitudes of his gener...

Serving Domina Ana Vex Pt. 03

by timroberts1098 on Sep 21, 2020
BDSM

Serving Domina Ana Vex: Six Months On By Tim Broussard We had developed a positive D/s relationship and, after we had met in person for 4 or 5 sessions, Mistress Ana invited me to move in as her 24/7 pet. As I was single with no mortgage or other encumbrances, I readily agreed. We verbally agreed to review things every 3-4 months. If requested, a no-fault...

Discipline is Hard Work Ch. 03

by BrooklynAnders on Aug 6, 2019
BDSM

Jessica looked up from her desk at the three miscreants who had been waiting in her office the past ten minutes or so. "Smoking behind the sports hall. Do you think the school rules permit that?" The two boys looked down at the floor sheepishly. Only the girl spoke up. "But Miss, we're 18, it's legal for us to smoke," she said impertinently. Jess raised...

Two Sides, One Story

by DonBrown on Mar 13, 2018
BDSM

You notice that My favourite wine has run out and you should have replaced it during the day, but forgot. I always have a glass with dinner, and have done for as long as you can remember. Dusk is falling, and you know you are not allowed out when the street lamps are on, it happened once before and the thought of the price you paid makes you cringe. The d...

My Correction in Phoenix Day 01

by Bobby4you on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

I had taken a spelling mistake by a Dominant female in a chat room and turned it into a fantasy blog. Although I didn't name the Domme she wasn't pleased that I mentioned her mistake. She was rushed when she typed it but I did mention it in the blog nonetheless and now she ordered me to her home for correction and instruction. I was excited at the prospect o...

Her Page Turner

by cj_oh on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I have been in a relationship with the same woman for quite a while. In the passage of time, we both slowly—very slowly—learned, and now accept, that I am a submissive male. It is my nature. And it is her nature to allow me into her intimacy on her terms, rather than on mine. I don't know if I would be submissive, or maybe if I would admit it, had I taken...

Kiss The Rod

by Amaritta_Beane on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

When Jonathan started dating Suzy in college, she told him she was a lesbian. She also told him she was making a special exception for him, and no, he couldn't 'join in' with her and her girlfriend, Leslie But as long as he was cool with that, then Leslie was cool with that, and they could all be poly-amorous and happy and relaxed. Jonathan was as fine wit...

Her Butler Pt. 02

by patannon on Sep 28, 2020
BDSM

Their cathartic spankings became a monthly ritual. Maintenance spankings, as she called them, provided all the intimacy he needed. Over her knee, the complexities of life dissolved into the rhythm of hairbrush and bottom; in ouch and corner time he felt peace. Standing in the corner of her room felt right, everything in order. He never did, however, get over...