It had been two weeks ago that Sam Gates had first seen Mistress Andrea. He was still walking on air about the session. She had given him the kink activity he so much desired. Mistress Andrea had pissed and shit in Sam's mouth and made him consume it. She had called it "consuming her caviar and champagne." He had waited until he could afford another $500 se...
I look out the large window of my office, staring down at the club floor. Half naked men and women mill around, readying themselves for the night. I stare at the half dozen themed rooms, all of them only visible from my office. There is the Prep Room, full of showers, baths, and various other things your slave needs before beginning the night. The Dungeon, f...
It was back in the forties, a more innocent time. It was the summer after I graduated from high school and I was eighteen. I was not as worldly and knowing as most young men are today. Mrs. Bronson hailed me from across the street. "I just made me a fresh squeezing of lemonade. Stop in and have a drop." When walking uptown, I always waved to Mrs. Bronson...
Tonight I know we will be watched, by whom I do not know. I'm standing in the room naked, I've put on my wrist cuffs and blindfold and now I must be patient. You enter the room, even without shoes on I can hear more than one person. Before I can begin to panic you are standing next to me with your hand resting on my hip. You whisper in my ear, "relax you...
Rob and Sherri walked along through the woods and marveled at nature. The day was over cast so the hiking trails were nearly empty. They had not seen another hiker for about an hour and they had walked into a less popular area of the park, the clay flats and foothills. The scenery was less breath taking here but the solitude and peace more then made up for i...
Chapter Seven, in which Charlotte the slave finally takes it up the fucking... Charlotte had been a great slave so far. She'd done everything we'd asked for (well, ordered) during the week, and had submitted to all of our commands. My wife in particular was getting off on fulfilling every degrading thought that came into her brain. Charlotte was her first s...
[This story arose from close collaboration with SplendidSpunk, to whom I am deeply indebted for his major contributions. The initial idea was mine, but after that, we shared equally in its development. Those offended by enemas and excrement or humiliation generally should stop right here.] I've had what some might regard as a peculiar life story. Raised...
Author's Note: In the previous chapter Robert managed to, through much wit and guile, lure out his girlfriend's latent dominant side. But can he handle his queen's newfound love for domination or will she be too much for him? ***** Chapter Two: The Coronation of Queen Olivia Wednesday: Experimentation Robert woke up the following morning feeling in g...
It was Saturday night. Monica had spent the afternoon fucking but now it was several hours later and she was ready to go again. She knew she could probably find someone to help her out at the local club, but the action there didn’t begin until around midnight. With time to kill she decided she might as well douche out the afternoon’s stale cum and cunt juice...
The Friday after my second encounter with English was just as eventful as I had thought it would be. My girlfriend got to town, and since we hadn't seen each other in weeks, she was hornier than hell. I picked her up from her parents house around 5 and we went straight back to my place to have sex before going to the party. A couple of months after we starte...