I am of Italian decent, born in the south and raised in the north, I have been lucky enough to move to Nashville to pursue being a TV Reporter. Now I know that the profession of Reporting has fallen into the same category as being a Politician, or a Lawyer. I have always thought that exposing the wrong people do to help the little guy was a noble thing, but...
It's Saturday afternoon and I've just returned home from my morning workout. Sitting on the front deck sipping hot tea, I smile and watch through the trees as Emily's car turns into my driveway and makes it's way up the hill. Emily pulls her car up close to the deck and cuts the engine. As she steps out of the car I shamelessly let my eyes drink in the sunl...
Authoress's notes: The following story was was inspired by every sexy TV/movie/book policewoman/soldier/heroine that somehow end's up captured and tied-up/handcuffed. . . over and over again just so the hero can rescue them; and provide brief thrills to all of us bondage fans. And yes, having sexy women in bondage is pretty much the basis of all my stories....
We wait by the door, looking at one another. I am hopping from one foot to the other out of nervousness and excitement. "Are you ready?" I ask. You look at me with a slight sneer and say, "Are YOU ready?" You watch the expression on my face change from questioning to a nervous smile. "Oh go on," you say, "I know you are dying to show me around." "Wait her...
Naked, I lay down on the bench. It was padded, covered with black leather. My head overhung the end of the bench, but was resting on a chair, having poked through the gap between the back and seat. The chair's back legs were fastened to the legs of the bench with rope. I looked up at the ceiling. A boring, plain white ceiling. Well I'd have something more i...
Sandra was a bored wife of seven years. Her sex life was basically nonexistent and very vanilla. She longed to explore the world of BDSM and her submissive side. She would spend hours on the computer doing research and meeting new friends from web sites with the same interests. Sandra felt her husband wouldn't understand her need to give up total control i...
It started out so innocently. I was in one of those "store for lovers" places, looking for a naughty game for my friend Arianna's bachelorette party, when I saw the handcuffs. On a whim, I bought them, along with the game. But I didn't take them to the party, shoving them into one of my drawers, instead. A few days later, I ran across them sitting in the d...
We had just been to a party, at one of our mutual friends house and were driving back along an A road, it was fairly quiet about so Tom put his foot down a little, not too fast but a bit over the limit. I'd had enough to drink to feel giddy but I knew what I was doing, I put my hand on tom's thigh and slowly dragged my nails along the inside leg of his jean...
She sat in the car with the collar on the seat next to her, staring out the windshield at the Christmas decorations hanging from the streetlights. She was terrified of going home and facing the girls. Her ass burned from the whipping. She was humiliated. She was horny. She brushed her hair back and took several deep breaths, then took out her cell phone an...
You take me to our room where you have our Liberator set up on the bed. I know this will be our first session as Master and Slut. It is something I have been wanting. To be trained by you, to obey your commands, to be punished as needed. We have our agreed on safe word. I see the cuffs, all three sets, wrist, ankle, and thigh. I see the blindfold, and my col...