In a nondescript hotel room, the middle-aged woman, dressed in a jet black cat suit and 4" black patent leather heels, draped herself over the back of a chair, taking a wide stance and supporting her upper body with the chair. It didn't occur to her how strange these actions would seem to someone unschooled in the dynamics of submission and Dominance. Rather...
Note: This is a conversation I had with my friend, Marie, a few days ago. We talk like this often, so I skipped to the good part. Enjoy! JARED: Hi. MARIE: Hi, hon. I'm in class now. J: What class? Am I distracting you? M: I'm in Adult...
I want you. All of you. Head to toe and everything in between. Your body, your mind, your soul. The imperfections you hate that I don't. I love every bit of you, just the way you are. Especially that ass. I want to be with you. All the time. No matter where I am. My mind wanders, triggered by a thought or a picture. A song. Your initials on a license plate....
He was trimming up his beard when he noticed her: she was naked on their bed putting lotion on her body, getting ready for their big date tonight. Her beautiful chocolate complexion shined as she ran the lotion down her sculpted arms, then her big firm tits with the big brown areolas and eraser bud nipples. Her curvy figure dominating his eyes, he loved that...
Chloe looked up. He seemed forever away in distance from her contorted position on the floor. Her delicate wrists were bound behind her back with thick steel cuffs, reflecting the light from the dim hanging bulb dangling from the ceiling. With her knees bent, ankles tied to her thighs, she squirmed as though his view burned her skin. Damien left her in her p...
I had received an email from Mistress Deborah; it was a list of questions about my fetishes. Answering as truthfully as I dare, I awaited a response. Had I revealed too much? No, I needed her to realize the extent of my submissiveness. Everything seemed aligned. First, her age of fifty, twice my age, and the attached photo of her body only-fit hand in g...
A lone night elf sat on the edge of the rock, careful to not move. It had taken her quite a bit of time to map the entirety of the city, and even longer to locate it's Warchief. Her spot was perfect. She watched him for days on end. Tonight, she'd make her final move. Already knowing his language, she worked on her sketches. She left her last few pages in he...
My slave had been begging for a good training session to learn more of what her Master wanted so it was just a matter of time before this happened. "Please Master, make me feel your needs....slave needs to be properly trained" I knew that type of submissive behavior was just what I needed to get me really going. My slave was always after it's Master for m...
Dear reader, This is an absolutely true story that I would like to share due to it having such a powerful impact on my life. The real events took place over a six week summer holiday when I was between university and full time employment as a teacher. It is the story of coming to realise that I was a submissive and required strict discipline from a younger...
There you are sitting in my business law class wearing a slit skirt with a silky white blouse under a jacket. Red see through bra and panties. 4" heels with black sheer to waste pantyhose with your hair in a french twist. Every male and probably any female with the slightest degree of lesbian leanings watches you as you walk to the front of the class and p...