The dog cage was always uncomfortable to sleep in. Sure there was a dog bed inside, however it just barely was big enough to fit me when I laid in the fetal position. My mistress had placed a ball gag in my mouth and locked me up the night before as a punishment for talking back to her. It was dark. The cage was in the corner of her bedroom and she always th...
Once again, she misbehaved to the displeasure of her Sir. Six months ago, she admitted her submissive tendencies to herself and found Him not long thereafter. He has been training her for a few months now and she cannot believe that she keeps making the same mistakes. What will He do to her? He is not sadistic in any way, but He is also not going to let offe...
There were seats on the midday L train from Bushwick back to Manhattan, but I decided to stand. I had just been caned for the first time by a very lovely and sweet, yet highly sadistic Domme and my ass radiated heat and pain. The thought of sitting was not in the least appealing. Even just standing hurt, and walking was worse, as I was reminded when I got of...
Michael was teasing me, rubbing his cock up and down my pussy, around my clit, but refusing to put it in me. It was frustrating and erotic all at the same time. My wrists and ankles restrained, there was nothing I could do but beg. "Oh, fuck me Daddy, please!" I froze as soon as I said it. I had never called him that before, because he was always "Sir." I...
Rather quiet reception for the last two chapters, so I guess it's time to bring this to a close..? Thanks to all my readers/voters/commenters. (I nearly stuck this in 'Romance' instead, btw.) Txxx *** 'How's it going with your boys? Are they behaving?' A few weeks later, Lindsay was sitting with Sarah watching Harford Park play. Adam and Gavin were bot...
Thank you mollycactus! This story wouldn't be possible without your help. Grace is a character from Submission in the Sun and Sand. Inspired by carrie p. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resem...
So the longer I work nights at the restaurant I have become a little more outgoing and my circle of friends has expanded a bit. Not really sure if they are true friends or just using me for my toe sucking/foot worship skills. I have accepted my new nickname of T.S. (toe sucker) and kind of wear my name tag with pride. I still lust after my bestie Abbie and h...
Fisher was upstairs, making the bed when he heard the front door opening, signaling Sophie's arrival home. He looked down at the list on her dresser, frowning. He had not completed four tasks. He reapplied his pink lipstick and kissed the paper above the words "make bed with gold satin sheets" as he was instructed. He then scurried downstairs, incomplete lis...
We had not been doing many lessons for the past week or so. Well, I guess you could consider them lessons if you wanted to. We had been fucking alot. I introduced Faith to several positions that I enjoyed. She was definitely eager to learn. I think she loved fucking even more than I did. Her skills in cock sucking were getting even better, which I thought wa...
Jack arrived back in town late Wednesday. Things hadn't gone as well with the ex-forensics guy as Jack had hoped. The trip wasn't a total waste, but the information he obtained had a definite shelf life, and as such, he needed to up his timetable. It wasn't making his plans for Santos a slam-dunk, either. All of which, set him on edge. His anxiety redlined...