Miles Dunton sniffled like a child as he was led out once more to Lana's whipping post; Lana smiled with spiteful satisfaction as he begged the buxom woman not to punish him, his feeble protests only serving to make her cunt juice with excitement. Penny was on hand to document any information and Maria was on hand to gleefully assist in strapping the weak an...
Thank you all for your patience. Here's the next chapter in Kristy's story. The story doesn't end here though! There are plenty more adventures in story for Kristy as she continues on her journey, so keep watching this space for additional chapters. * Sue made her way up to her room and stopped short in amazement at what lay waiting for her. Spread out on...
Thank you for all reading my true story of the encounters with My Sub. I apologize again for the large gap between stories. Please let me know what you think. Hope all enjoy. * They had been sending curiosities and wants through more conversations, pictures and online stories. It was over a month before she would see him again. The thoughts of ways she co...
I stood naked in front of the assembled audience of my wife, Tanya, four of her friends and my sister-in-law, Vanya. Unlike my first "behaviour modification" session with the big-busted dominatrix Maitresse Yvette, the women were no longer fully clothed, but were wearing an array of sexy lingerie, some more revealing than others but all erection-inducing. T...
After years of being nothing but the sweet little submissive, Jennifer wanted more. No, she didn’t want to change her lifestyle or become the dominant one on a permanent basis. She just wanted to experience the other side, to make Bill suffer a little, to let him know that although she belonged to him, he belonged to her just as much. She had waited for her...
(Washington, D.C. 1862) "Oh crap, crap, CRAP," I muttered under my breath as I saw the hooded figures pass the alleyway where I was precariously balanced on a stack of wooden crates. I redoubled my efforts with the pick head I was using to chip the cement from around a pair of steel bars. "What is it?" replied a soft Southern voice from inside the tiny roo...
This story takes place the Saturday after "Nicki's Mini Part 2". ***** When I woke that Saturday morning, I still ached all over. But it was a good ache; an ache that reminded me of the amazing experience I had had at the rugby club. But it was the phone ringing that got me out of bed - not many people use my landline, most use my mobile (cell phone, to m...
I picked up the phone and dialed your number. "It's Me." "I love you too, little one." "I was feeling in the mood to visit the Room tonight." "Yes, I thought you were feeling the need when W/we were talking yesterday. When can you be over?" "Alright, I will see you then. I am looking forward to it." "Me too. Bye." I hung up the phone. Turning around...
"As you have been good today my slave, only one minor infringement, for which you were caned for, I have decided to give you some R & R for tonight." I could sense that you were pleased by that, having worked hard doing my bidding all day, scrubbing and cleaning, and you knew that you deserved the cane when you dropped and broke that glass. "However, you wil...
Saturday July 10, 2005 about 2 in the morning Well now i've done it. i've been VERY bad and M is angry. It is Very hard to type this because i have to kneel in front my computer. my bracelets are locked to my collar with short chains. i guess they're only maybe 9 inches. my entire body is so SORE from a whipping! Two of the welts are bleeding! One on the ba...