The park's long picnic table is covered with a thick blanket, to protect her naked skin from any splinters. Strong, thick rope connects each wrist and ankle cuff to the sturdy legs of the picnic table, with several additional ropes ensuring her torso does not have much freedom of movement; another rope even runs through the D-ring at the front of her wide co...
At Master’s command, i went to bed after taking a long, hot shower and letting my mind empty itself from the day. Although i dressed for bed, it was different tonight in order to accommodate Master’s request. It is not common for Him to give me a command online – so i am most attentive to them when He does. In fact, i probably obey them with more reverence t...
Sue unclips the metal cuffs Kay is wearing from the podium and helps her down. They walk back to the dressing room, Kay is still recovering from her orgasm, it was so intense. Once back in the dressing room Jayne is waiting for them with a glass of champagne. "Kay!! Well done, you are through as one of the last four to the final two rounds now!" Kay takes...
Linda woke up in her hotel room at a quarter to eight. She slipped out of bed, stretched, and went into the bathroom. Standing in front of a full-length mirror wearing nothing but brief panties, she stretched again and examined her body. "Not bad at all," she thought proudly. Smooth skin, exercise-shaped arms and legs, pert breasts, and tight abdomen with no...
There are references in this to my earlier stories, Days of the Raj, Veronica Peeps and Nude and Erect. ***** Carl Harlson, the tall, tow-haired young Viking, was summoned for rehearsal by Miss Cuff, to be the only boy up on the stage with seven girls, for a particularly difficult scene in Cowgirls and Indian Braves. It was the scene where a lone brave, o...
The room with its opulent four poster bed was dimly lit by the candles that lined the top of the dresser. The three candles cast reflections into the mirror backdrop making the flickering light seem so much more magical than it would have been. Lynn stood at the end of the bed. Her pale blues looking innocent and helpless yet John knew better. Her eyes spark...
Wednesday came, and so did Mark Welch, to the club. He paced around looking at the objects hanging on the wall. He scoffed and muttered things under his breath. Finally he said he could do a deal, but he was a bit short of the necessary funds. I knew handing over the money would make me the buyer, and it wasn't a good idea, but I made him think I hadn't thou...
Author's note: If you like the story please leave a comment. I enjoy feedback of all kinds and would like to know what your thoughts are. Please keep in mind this is a BDSM story in the BDSM category. If you don't like them I suggest you stop reading now. This story and my last one are, so far, my favorites in this series as Joe and Alayna finally express th...
A Master's burden is one of preserving their dominance while struggling with the intense emotion to submit to there own desires. Always, remembering that a good Master comes from one that was once a submissive themselves. I would love to take you from behind right now. It is so very vivid in my mind; I can see you so clearly. Attaching your collar to your...
My beautiful young slave was stretched out on her stomach on the bed, as naked as the day she was born – unless one counts the elegant bejeweled collar encircling her neck, or the thick padlocked leather cuff snugly fitted to each wrist and ankle. A large, heavy, silver chain connected each cuff to an attachment point just underneath each corner of the king-...