Waiting for my husband to arrive from a long day of work had never been such an ordeal. Earlier in the afternoon I emailed my darling John detailing my plan to help him relax after another trying week at work. For the past month John has been working with a different boss. He calls her The Bitch when no one else is around. It seems she makes all her subordi...
Louise gave a small, inward sigh of contentment as she knelt before her Master. She was naked and kneeling in His preferred formal kneel. Quickly she ran a quick mental check of her position to ensure that she was positioned perfectly. Her thighs were parted to show Him what was His and her hands were laying, palm upwards, on her spread thighs. Her head was...
Thanks for any feedback in advance. (Online) Dominance and Submission is the main theme here. Reading part one first is strongly recommended but not necessary. Hope you enjoy it and have some fun. Thanks to Candace for editing. ***** Thanks also to my guinea pig who volunteered to test the second part to make the instructions slut approved. Make sure...
She was a young woman, still but a girl. She felt very young as she stood, waiting to experience something the thought of which quickened her heart and moistened her woman's core. This was her first time. A solo test that, if she passed, would allow her to join that elite group of women at the Palace. The Choir. Many tried. Few passed. She did not fully und...
So you've taken a slave. Congratulations! Chances are, you really haven't given much thought to 'What now?' It's all been fun play for a few hours. But. If you really want a *real* slave, you'll need to invest some time and effort in consummating your new property arrangement. Your new possession may be naturally submissive (or not! even more fun!), but you...
I walk into the bedroom. My husband is waiting. He stands, so still, watching for me. He is nude. He touches his lips with his forefinger. Silence. I stand at the door, my hands by my side. I tremble. After all this time, he still surprises me. I am frightened, a little. He won't harm me, but the newness of this stimulates me. He reaches into a pile of...
Dear Jack, It was really difficult for me to post this letter on 'Literotica' knowing how publicly humiliated I might be, but I have done it out of my devotion to you. I know you won't care either; I mean most women get flowers or chocolates when their ex turns up on their doorstep after ten years. What did I get; you hammering on my door at six in the mo...
Sir and I went into a dark period. My training thus far had been very limited, but I knew that if I was patient, if I could keep it together, that Sir would find me once again, and our arrangement would return to normal. But circumstance kept us apart. Our near daily communication came to a stop. I found myself feeling restless. Doubt crept into my mind. I...
The day had been steamy...and on such a day our favorite spot to cool, lounge, caress and gently love was our “fucking rock.” That lovely bulge in the brook, quite close to shore, was Ma Nature’s gracious gift from eons of patient, tender surges; the kindly stream had nibbled, over time, at top and edges. No one could match that lovely woman’s beauty of crea...
Once upon a time I had a girlfriend who had a younger sister named Debbie. Debbie was a fox, although a tad on the heavy side, what is called a BBW I guess. Not real overweight, just enough extra weight to give her some nice boobs, a big butt and sexy legs, a sort of Mariah Carey-type. She was the kind of woman that you want to have sit on your face until yo...