"Very nice, Richard, very very nice." I looked up to see Mrs. Wilson sitting in one of my yard chairs, her hands coming together. With her position in the shadows, it would have been difficult for us to see her, but I immediately understood she had seen everything. "Mrs. Wilson! What are you doing here?" My recent rage re-erupting at the invasion of priv...
Helen was sifting through the latest batched of replies to her online adult dating advert when she came across Graham's and laughed! His self-assurance bordered on arrogance - in fact it didn't border on arrogance - it was arrogance! He was a self proclaimed master of the bedroom, promising Helen a time she would never forget, with complete satisfaction guar...
I have written about the realization of our submissive nature in the story called Bead Slut. Lori learned about the sexual joys of submission and humiliation during a trip to Seattle where we met a dominant man named Frank. He pierced her left nipple telling me it was a symbol of her dedication to him as much as her wedding ring was to me. He promised to con...
The door slammed shut behind her and the loud sigh rang through the empty cottage as she irritably kicked off her shoes while throwing her bag and coat onto the sofa. The trip from London had been a bitch, the traffic heavy, sheeting rain, and flooded roads. The journey normally took anywhere between 2 to 2 ½ hours, today it had taken nearly four. Emily wen...
The prospect was just too tempting not to investigate further. When Donald Meadows was sent an exclusive invitation from Mistress Veronique to an event that was described as a private, very real, and completely voluntary interracial slave auction, he first thought it might be a party or munch where people meet and greet but he certainly couldn't believe that...
Chapter 01 The winter weather finally gave the rural area a break, the morning sun had broken and the temperature was above freezing for the first time in months. Waking up and shaking the cobwebs from his brain, the muscles crying out for some action, the command seemed to say go for a nice brisk walk. Taking his cross trainers out from under all the winte...
Rachel felt that her heart was in her throat as she waited at the door. She was nibbling on her bottom lip and focusing on the ground between her feet as she waited for the man inside to open up and let her in. The instructions that she had been given by her dominant were very clear; "Wear your lace thong, matching bra and your tiny red dress and ring my d...
Authors Note: I am beyond sorry for making you all wait so long for this chapter. It has been crazy trying to get ready for classes to begin in a week and the worst part of all, my hard drive crashed—completely wiping out all my chapters and even my outline. So basically I had to start from scratch and now I have no idea what to write for the next chapter. I...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the continuation of a story entitled Your Journey Starts on Sir's Desk. While this is designed to be a standalone tale, you are more than welcome to explore the genesis of how Miss has found herself bound and blindfolded and happily at the delicious whim of the man who was once just her boss, but is now so much more... Total darkne...
After being fucked by Midge in the field, it was a long drive back to the house. I fell deep into my thoughts. There is something incredibly satisfying about having sex with a married man whose wife knows all about it -- and approves! I am not silly. I knew that Midge was only using me for his pleasure and that the only feelings he had were about his lust....