Chapter 43 -- Kathleen's punishment Once the celebrations from the victory died down and the Four-Beta members returned to the sorority house, President Alexandra called an emergency meeting in the sitting room. She flatly announced the fall election was way overdue and that it was urgent to have the sorority's new leadership elected and in place for Rush W...
Kenji Sukiyaki's hands trembled as he pushed the doorbell to the Human Relations suite of offices. His knees trembled almost as badly as his arms. He felt great shame at what he had done. He was only a humble salaryman. How would he feed little Sashimi, Sake and Miso if he lost his job at the Yukio Mishima Corporation? The door was opened by an archetypical...
I knelt down before my Master and Mistress as any submissive should. My head bowed and eyes down towards at the floor, hands behind my back and knees shoulder-width apart. My body begged to be touched; my whole self craved their attentions. And yet, they continued their every day conversation about work, projects, and vacations. No, they weren't ignoring me,...
He had remained a bachelor, blaming the rigours of his working life which had often seen him travel to the corners of the British empire on business as the reason for not taking a wife, in response to those who cared to ask. The real reason for Henry Trent remaining single at nearly 50 - he being a more than reasonably well off Victorian gentleman, fit and a...
BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR. He remembered that later, much later but by then it was too late. By then every semblance of masculinity had been totally stripped away from him. He was no longer master in his own home. How could he have been so foolish? Had there been a part of him that hoped she would find out? He had been so careful, smug even. Why shouldn...
My super hot and cruel mistress Evita had teased me all week...strutting around in sexy lingerie, or in tiny panties and a tight t-shirt with no bra, saying: "what do you think...will your colleagues be interested in checking out your hot Filipina?" Of course they would. She was, indeed, smoking hot. Way above my league. As she had pointed out when she turn...
The proud and manly flesh swelled as the young man, in first month of his nineteenth year, rubbed his Peter up and down. In the full bloom of tumescence his member was a testament to Venus herself, carved not out of marble from the quarries of Old Rome, but of flesh. Oh what a glorious feeling it was as images of the female bosom filled his imagination! The...
A quick note before we begin: This is only the first in what will eventually be a long series of stories that we've cowritten focused on the humiliation of Mistress Dana. Comments and suggestions are more than welcome and should be emailed through the link below. Thank you and enjoy. Mistress Dana was in a fine mood as she stepped out of the low black limou...
I delighted in submitting to April. Her dominance over me sends my blood raising. And I couldn't be much more submissive than I am right now. Utterly naked, my wrists bound behind my back, my poor bottom still sore and stinging from two recent spankings, kneeling in front of April and performing cunnilingus on her while her mother, my former track-coach and...
Part III: Bound in Shadows "That's her," Terren said with a sneer. "The one who killed Master Fyrio. His little slut." Annie glared at the coachman with contempt. She had given him the opportunity to be free, and he had gone running back to the slavemasters. She could imagine nothing lower. "You like being a slave, bastard?" she cried. "You followed us to...