AUTHORS NOTE: This story takes place in the Hegothian Empire, approximately fifty years after the events in Avatars of the Goddess. In the interim, new laws were passed allowing for the creation of sacrificial sites, which were little more than exclusive brothels where wealthy customers could wield whips, paddles and leather straps and punish naked plaything...
QUICK NOTE: This is a fairly full on, extreme, kinky story about domination and humiliation. Really it could have been a few genres but I submitted it under fetish. It also has a watersports scene so be aware of that if that's something you don't like. Please take the time to vote and comment on the story when you have read it. Thanks. For some years Mistre...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** The two of you sit in your study, big over-stuffed chairs. You sip scotch, just a leisurely evening with your lover by the...
I woke up slumped on the floor, naked, my cock flaccid, the memory of that incredible orgasm still fresh in my mind. You were still there, lounging on a comfortable chair, legs crossed, one stiletto heel dangling, watching me with a mix of amusement and affection. "Good morning, sleeping beauty," you said. I shook my head to clear it, and stood up slowly....
Brian was nervous. He was going to see her again after two years and he remembered that when they parted it was not in friendship. Well, this meeting was just business, but Brian couldn't help feeling a thrill. He didn't know how he was going to hold his ground in face of that woman. He had always been scared of Vera and his own fear had always excited him....
Miss Olivia was busy applying a leather belt to the ass and legs of her favorite slave, Petra, who was hanging red-faced and helpless by her breasts in Miss Olivia's dungeon. A chime rang, announcing the arrival of a guest to the mansion, but Miss Olivia did not slow down or hesitate for a second, knowing that Bailey would answer the door promptly Bailey cer...
Divya Prasad was a feared woman in the office. Strict, dominant, and not at all afraid to call you out if you screwed up. Her harsh nature was matched only by her beauty. Jet black hair with a light streak or two of gray, dark brown eyes, and a tall, womanly figure that she would often use for intimidation. Firm B-cup breasts, and a surprisingly ample butt f...
I carefully peek into the dark smokey interior of the rather seedy bar You have directed me to. A rush of gratefulness tingles my skin as I see that You are sitting there. Impishly I slowly saunter up to Your table giving You and all the others ogling my lithe body in my sexy outfit a show. I smile seductively, coyly dropping my chin waiting for You to offer...
She sat at her desk, chatting to some wannabe slave online. He sat in the corner, waiting. He was naked except for the ball gag in his mouth and the cage locked around his cock. He knew that she wouldn't need another slave, not as long as she had him. She was just playing with the others. She rang the bell. He crawled over, ever obedient. She gestured for...
During the time that I spent out there in the woods, I was basically a naked prisoner to be passed around, ogled, used and cruelly punished. Of course, nudity was compulsory the entire I was in the woods. Being naked while the other women were fully-clothed made me keenly aware of my inferior position and status. Most women would be outraged at the way my...