(This story was written for a friend to show her how cruel Masters can be. An effort to express that at times some may be abusive and disrespectful. This tale is purely fictional, any similarity to people living or dead is coincidental. Feel free to leave comments not only about the content, but also about the style and flow of the story.) * He sat quietl...
April gave me a few minutes to catch my breath and for my tears to subside. When I had finally stopped sobbing, she held up a handcuff key where I could see it and said, "For your second punishment, I need you to turn around and face me. If I unchain you from the wall, will you turn around and allow me to chain your wrists to the wall again?" What an impos...
As well as translating this story into English, I have changed some of the names. After all, with just a single tongue, even if you could pronounce 'ek#q*t*' you wouldn't know it's a fur bearing bird. Tramlivia is a Queendom on my home planet. Like most civilized countries we do not practice incarceration of convicts, that would be cruel and inhumane. On th...
Scott wept like a baby as he was released from the pole and cowered at Carrie's feet, his position below her now confirmed forever and witnessed by the pleased audience of dominant women. He would now be made to beg to be her slave in further affirmation of his new and permanent position, suffering a further sweet humiliation for the pleasure of all onlooker...
Daisy woke the next morning to find herself alone in that big bed-Shawna's parents' bed. Her arms were stretched out to either side, as were her legs. Glancing over, she was not much surprised to find her wrists, as well as her ankles, handcuffed to the bedframe. She was lying naked on top of the bedspread, though thankfully the room was warm enough that she...
Many thanks to Dennis for editing this story. I used to be one of the best players in the elite division hockey team what was the pride of our Scandinavian town. As a hockey star, I got numbers of invitations to all kind of events and I accepted to act as a model in a fashion show. To my great pleasure a very handsome blonde girl and I were to be a bride an...
'How are you today?' Alice asked as she closed the door behind her. 'Please,' I said thickly, 'I…' 'Hush,' she said softly, placing her bag on the table and walking to the kitchen. I guessed she was getting a drink but it was also an opportunity for her to tantalise me, to allow me to look at her legs in the short skirt she was wearing. She knew...
She was the first thing I noticed when I walked into the hotel lobby. Her long dark hair and perfect curves caught my eye. She turned to glance my way and I saw she was wearing dark glasses and she raised a disapproving eyebrow. She seemed to be stern, and I thought she must be a school teacher or someone who yells at people all day. She stood at the recepti...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, historical events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic...
Author's Note: All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. * Anita and Shilpa were teachers in the local convent high school in a small Indian town. They were both in their late forties, youth and beauty fading away, and so were the charms of their ageing husbands. They bonded together really well, having common interests as well as closely relat...