Prologue Laura Lake and her junior assistant Johnny Jordan were reporters for the Metro Star News published in St. Louis and had been on an undercover assignment in the small Mid-Eastern country of Arabica. As the result of being set up, they had both been captured during a trip to a remote desert by slave traders. Because both Lara and Johnny possessed so...
I trembled with anticipation, the stable yard was quiet, the only sound was the snorting of sleepy horses. I crept towards the tack room, my shadow cast by the full moon above. I fiddled with the lock and swung the door open, I was engulfed with the smell of warm leather and horses, I breathed in the intoxicating aroma. I had been planning this session for w...
part 3: Searching the Soul. This is a work of fiction, none of the characters are intended to bear any resemblance to anyone living or dead. Any similarity is purely unintentional. As Jennifer drove home on autopilot, she wrestled with what had happened. Jennifer had found her answer, the secret of the basement, yet she had more questions. What exactly did...
Debbie could not wait. She had been building the anticipation within her for several weeks now. Even her boyfriend Paul supported her decision to be with another woman. Debbie counted the days on the calendar until she would be reunited with her special friend Tanya. Tanya had promised her that she would give her immense pleasure in ways Debbie could never d...
The last couple of days had been peaceful, apart from the noises of pain and pleasure from Lady Sally's playroom, which could even be heard in the cockpit. Captain Wyndham set The Corseted Domme in the direction of her next destination, Istanbul. They flew due south over the Russian Empire at high altitude, mindful that the Russian secret police would be inv...
I've done this a hundred times but it's always fun. My lovely slave wife is waiting patiently sitting on an old coffee table we keep in the basement, not that she has much choice. I already have each of her her leather wrist cuffs loosely pulled toward the rafters and the floor with two simple ropes on each cuff. Her ankle cuffs are similarly tied. She's in...
Ruth Ann Gets Butt Fucked Camping and Bondage Stories, part three of this series After my very first real bondage sex games I was exhausted. Ken and Ruth Ann had a few acres in the country and the weather was beautiful that summer day. We'd decided to go outside and walk around for some fresh air and to talk about what had happened. So far no one hated an...
Wearing only her birthday suit, felicia stands before the fireplace, watching the flames dance merrily before her. she wonders what Master Ken has in mind as she listens to Him moving around behind her, but does not dare to turn her head to look lest He spank her. Then again, a spanking may be just what she needs about now. But she decides not to tempt f...
Warning: this story not only contains elements of anal play but also of bondage, domination and humiliation. Read to your own risks and perils... It had come as no surprise for her to be wakened up at 4 o'clock this brisk morning of June. He always reserved the right to fuck her anytime he wished to. Not that she minded, nothing was more exciting that to wa...
For most people, Friday nights were normally a celebration to the end of the working week. An evening highlighted by friends, dates, and late nights in bars. Not for Katie. Katie sat alone in her apartment. Working from her bed, a sea of mangled sheets. The only light in the room radiated from her laptop that rested upon her slender thighs. Her fingers rh...