He had me write him a story, about what I wanted to happen in our next time together. I had to think about it for a while. My real time experience was so limited, and I almost didn't know what to write. I thought about pieces of all my stories, little memories of things I had experienced, and was ready to write it down for him. He liked the story, and said...
This is the story of the beginning of my relationship with Steven, my Master and my husband. If you have read my previous stories you know that I have had a longing toward submission which only has grown stronger year after year. One might get the impression that this has consumed my every moment, but this would be incorrect. I have actually struggled with m...
The day my life would change forever - that sounds like such a dramatic thing to say, yet there is no other way to describe it - started like most days at Digital Interactive Gaming. That is, busy and fast paced with the usual pressure of what we call the "death march" of a software product release. That phrase also sounds quite dramatic though it is more of...
Again, props to OhPossum for editing. I still claim any mistakes that may remain. This is the sequel to Both Shall Live, and if you have questions that are raised by it, feel free to read that one first. As always, comments and voting are welcome. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the summer leading up to our wedding, I started to realize a littl...
As I pulled up to the hotel, my mind started to wander back, thinking of how I had ended up being here right now. I was only looking to pass some time, as I logged on and went into a chat. I started talking and feeling good. Then this man popped up and messaged me hi. I was a little nervous about talking to him but needless to say I replied with a hello and...
Harry Yale looked out his office at his new office assistant and shook his head, why in the fuck had he employed her? 'Because Harry, you were thinking with your dick, now you've got an in experienced kid working for you- oh and she has a boyfriend, so she won't even fuck you!!' He scowls as he thinks. He looks at the notice I printed off earlier for a meet...
After she had recovered from her intense orgasm, we lay together for some time. Occasionally I would look over at the clock and see that another twenty minutes had passed, until finally Mistress decided it was time to get up. She threw back the sheets as she got out of bed, exposing my hard cock, but she didn't look back and so didn't notice it. Or perhaps,...
"Repeat after me, slave," commanded my wife-Mistress, standing over me, as I lay on the cold dungeon floor, "Repeat these words: 'It is an honour to be pissed on by my Mistress.'" She released a stream of hot piss on to my upturned face, filling my mouth with her hot urine. My reply came out as a gurgle. "Speak clearly, when you address your Mistress," mo...
All characters described are eighteen years or older. This story contains BDSM, including the idea of slavery. There is a point of lesbianism, and also the idea of incest. Please note now that I am warning all readers. All comments and votes are welcomed. ========== Sarah lost all concept of time as she laid there blindfolded, easing in and out of actual...
Ryan and Chris are in their early fifties, married over 25 years, with three grown children. Chris has submitted herself to Ryan whom she now calls Dom or Sir when they are in session. Chris is Ryan's wife; Toy is Dom's submissive slut. Last night Dom and Toy had a five way and are sitting in a downtown coffee house. They live an hour away so nobody knows th...