He was a barbarian warrior, a reaver of the plains, a mighty thewed master of the riddle of steel and disciple of Crom but that was before his capture by the fiendish night elves. The night elves have been playing with their barbarian captive every moonrises since he was dragged cursing in chains to their deep dungeon. Everyone knows of the inventive cruelty...
Gerd loosened off and then untied the ropes that bound my wrists and ankles. I rubbed the marks where the flesh had been heavily indented by their tight constriction, sitting at his booted feet now as he watched me. He clipped a leather leash to my collar. "Whenever you are leashed you will remain on all fours unless told otherwise, is that understood boy?"...
Chapter 25: The Carnevale Ball All is prepared. The guests have finished their banquet and file into the ballroom to wait in excited anticipation for their host's appearance. We follow them to take up our allotted positions, still dressed in the silk cloaks and peacock, phoenix, and swan masks. I'm excited. I've heard much about the palazzo's ballroom, and...
Chapter 01: Waiting for the Mistress There I was, standing stark naked, alone in the small dungeon room, waiting. After what felt like several minutes I found myself shivering, not because I was cold but because I was nervous; nervous for the unexpected. I had come to the dungeon to fulfil my inner submissive desire to serve a Mistress as a pleasure/sex sl...
Mistress Jen needed a break. She had been working non-stop for over two hours. With an ear to ear grin on her face, she took a few steps back away from Mr. Johnson. Mistress Jen just stood there mesmerized at the sight of Mr. Johnson. Mistress Jen had finally accomplished something she had been trying to do ever since she learned of this rarely practice sexu...
Edited by Susurrus Early evening fell, and the entire resort felt the electric air of expectation. The events of the past two days had set the tone Steve had been aiming for: a feeling of freedom and acceptance, as well as one of hedonism and lust. As they got comfortable with their experience, most guests had become more and more public with their sex ac...
"Nancy, do you really think this crazy idea is going to work?" I asked myself. Let me explain. A few months ago I was fascinated by the idea of submitting to a dominant, and I rashly talked a man into being my 'master' for a scene. He agreed, and I chose a rather advanced toy in his dungeon, the wooden pony. A mistake, but not a fatal one. During that pon...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. I have realised that I am NEVER going to complete all my part-wr...
"There are many strange and inexplicable powers." She had changed now and was wearing a dress with a purple satin underskirt covered in black lace-like material and a bodice in woven colours of black and purple, all in a pagan style. Her costume was completed by a headdress of white stones with one pendant gem resting on her forehead. She looked magnificent...
Once again, I would like to thank my editor, Victoria_2001_02769, for her tireless efforts. * Foreshadowing: I guess I should begin by letting you know a little about me. I am thirty years old; own my own construction company and am single. I built my own house a few years ago when I became engaged to a woman who was several years younger than I. She was...