My hands are tied. Pulled up above my head, with my wrists crossed and fastened together. The rope that joins them is attached to a ring sunk in the wall above my head. I am fully dressed but nevertheless I feel vulnerable. My breath is loud in my own ears, and it gets louder as Master moves to stand in front of me, with a large pair of scissors in his hand...
Mandy whimpered not that anybody present cared at all about her comfort. Cole certainly didn't care. If he had he wouldn't have put her in a position so physically and emotionally demanding as the one that he had. She was still having a difficult time believing that she'd allowed him to do this to her. The only comfort she had was knowing that just a few fee...
We have been exchanging e-mails and chatting on line for too long. You claim you are interested in exploring a D/s relationship but have not yet got the courage up to meet me. Thankfully you have given me enough information for me to figure out where you work, and you have sent me enough pictures that I will recognize you. Without asking I decide to pay you...
You probably wouldn't see me till you had entered your room and set down your beach bag - but when you do, you turn around, giving me a sly little smile. Hmm, your body looks warm and deeply tanned from lying out in the sun. Your bikini straps are thin, exposing some of your light tan lines. My gaze travels down your body from head to toe – your soft brown...
I am sitting at my desk reading. Mary walks in my office and closed the door, discretely locking it. She is beautiful, 14 years my senior. I am amazed how beautiful she is. Long legs that easily wrap around your waist. Blondish-brown kinky hair that is long down her shoulder. And her breasts are well…WOW. They are still perky with beautiful brown and pointy...
I feel alive. After months-maybe even years-of depressing moments and sadness, I finally feel alive. I have hope. I have peace in the knowledge that someone shares the same carnal pleasures that I do. I have the inspiration to write a story. Oh I have wanted to write one before now, but the words have never come to me. I've been busy pretending to be someth...
You were watching me. I couldn't see you because of the blindfold, but I could feel your eyes on me. I didn't know how long I had been tied to the bed with a wand vibrating against my clit and pussy, held there by a rope around my thigh. I was coming down from my most recent orgasm in a long string of orgasms; I had lost count after the twelfth. I wasn't sur...
Little Red was wandering through the woods. The week was starting to wear on her. Walking slowly, she thought about everything she was juggling and fantasized about an escape. University was okay, but between that and helping her mom take care of her grandma, she craved an escape. She'd had a great visit with her boyfriend as he was a very nice man, if not a...
POLE TIE 1 I would like to relate one of my earliest experiences with self bondage. I was 19 and visiting my grandmother for a few days. She had gone to the store so I was alone in the house. Her basement was divided by a curtain; the laundry room on one side and a sitting room/bedroom on the other side. In the laundry room side were three tables lined up...
She sucked in her breath as the cold January air hit her in the face. Closing the club door behind her she reached in her purse for a cigarette and glanced up to see the little designated smoking area already occupied. He blew smoke and chuckled. "The birthday girl." "How do you know?" She lit up and regarded him in the cold overhead light. "You were the...