The scent of the sweat on his skin was intoxicating to me. The delicious mix of anticipation, adrenaline and passion coursed through me, power they say is like a drug. Well I confession, I am an addict I crave the high that it gives me to see total surrender in my boys eyes. He stood, bound and helpless before me. A wide leather band encircled his waist, ci...
This installment begins from Mox's point of view; a relaxed D/s encounter between a Domme and her boy taken like the first from fantasy conversations. His style of writing is much different than mine which I tried to copy in my half hopefully... Enjoy, till next chapter - LM * With intent of surprising you I quietly open front door and slip inside. The hou...
I stepped out of the shower, my bathroom filled with steam and sweet smells of lavender and cucumber melon body scrub. I opened the door and began oiling my skin in front of the mirror, my reflection slowly becoming visible as the steam left the room. I was glowing, and my body tingling all over in anticipation of tonight. He liked to play games, all sorts...
The uncarpeted floor was hard beneath her bare knees. The blindfold over her eyes was making her sweat; just now a drop was tickling its way down the side of her nose. She waited, making no move to brush it away. He stood watching her, her expectant stillness. Even without seeing it, she knew the look on his face; lips pressed together, eyes slightly narrowe...
Author's note- This short story is a companion piece, an echo, written from the submissive point of view, to Kiss of Leather by tigress2831. I urge you to read it. * * * * * She didn't give me much to do today; it didn't take long to mark off everything on my list. i had plenty of time to make dinner and take a long leisurely bath. After fluffing my hair d...
She sat in the bar, apparently reading her book and sipping coffee, but really she sat people watching. The evening was drawing in and the bar was turning from a quiet daytime haven into a busy social hot-spot. She considered leaving soon, since the attractive barman she had been watching for the last hour had obviously finished his shift and left for the da...
Welcome to Chapter Eight of my still-developing story, which is completely true. This story won't make any sense unless you read the first Seven chapters first. Click my profile for the link to those chapters. I love getting feedback from readers- it's what keeps me writing! So please post a comment and let me know what you thought of this :) I called Ca...
**This story makes a lot more sense if you read Chapter One first. Click my profile for the link to that chapter, and THANKS to everyone who read it-I'm happy and proud that over 10,000 people read the first installment on the first weekend it was posted! * "So, Julie...why did you do it?" That was the question swimming through my head throughout the nex...
He pushed her to the ground, his leg pulling behind hers to buckle her knees. Kissing her deeply, never allowing the contact between them to break, he forced her backwards. Her hands reached out for him to support her descent until she was on her back on the damp grass. He impatiently found the hem of her dress, his cold hand sliding up her body, beyond th...
I met Dennis online a couple weeks ago; I'm really not sure how one went about all this before the internet. We quickly progressed to texting and dirty pictures, knowing that we wanted to fuck each other. Dennis has a very extensive spanking fetish, which I was very excited about as I've recently rediscovered my love of being spanked. We set a date and time...