Dear Shoeblossom: I go into Master Marv's room, worried because I know he's upset with me—I'm a bad slave, and deserve to be punished. I'm 28 and he's 56, and a City Alderman. I'm wearing my drop-seat pink Dr. Denton footie pajamas, and Gramps looks very displeased with me. "Nipper" he says, as I climb in his lap, "You've been touching yourself and havi...
"Hello?" I said as I picked up the phone. "Hey Max, it's Jessie." Jessica Burns was one of my closest friends. We had met in high school and became closer friends when we both attended state university. "Hey Jessie. How was your therapy session today?" Two months back Jessie had been raped in a parking garage. She was going to unlock her car when someone j...
My first submission! A story inspired by and written for a... special, special someone. It involves Daddy Dom/little play, a bit of heavier bondage, and other such stuff... so if that's not your thing, feel free to look the other way. Otherwise, enjoy~ ***** "Rise and shine, lil' bit; Daddy brought you something." She stirred slowly at first, then was up...
The masseur looked up as the Sandy came in. He had seen her around the club before, but never here in his private massage room -- and here she was, dressed for her work, but with her hair still platted from her morning run. Simon, the masseur explained that it was a service that he provided for those special ladies - those who had come for refreshment and r...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (20 min/mp3) * * * * * The couple who had introduced me to bisexual threesomes were moving away. Frank and Terri were in the midst of selling their home when I asked them if they would like to get together for a fourth time. When they agreed we knew it would be a goodbye, a last chance to enjoy sex together. For our encoun...
Hi, I guess I am HLFT. For about a year, I have had a dominant relationship with a girl on line. She turns on her webcam, and I spin little stories for her. She asked if she could publish the stories on a website, and I told her that the stories are my gift to her, to do with as she pleases. When she read the submission guidelines, she told me that I had to...
Note: You really need to read the first installment of this story. It isn't numbered, but since there's only one other story, MOST of you will be able to figure it out. * When I got back from the gym the next morning, there was a message to call Marie. She wanted to see me today. I needed to accomplish some business work, and some housework, and then take...
He was sitting at table in the outdoor cafe in Manhattan's Bryant Park, busily reading something, his iPhone set neatly on the table. He had no coffee as of yet, which indicated he was being a gentleman and waiting for me to arrive before ordering. But he was reading, which indicated he was just fine on his own in the event I didn't show up. Oh this was not...
My name is Myra Jan Brown. My friends call me M. J. Who in hell am I? A fifty-something Black woman living in the Washington D.C. area. A graduate of the United States Military Academy at West Point and a former member of Special Ops. These days, I'm part of the Surveillance and Securities Department at the White House. The White House is party central these...
This story contains elements of tease, denial, and incest. If you dislike stories where the women are strong and dominant and the men serve and are submissive, then go find another story to read and criticize. I lay down on the bed, naked except for the stainless steel cock cage. My wife Sue wore an extremely low-cut dark blue dress. She didn't have a blous...