Dear Literotica, This weekend I finally got fucked by the Man in charge. My mister, my Sir. I want him to own me so bad. He made me so wet. I greeted him in very short shorts, the kind that show my ass when I walk and practically don't exist when I bend over. I wore a tight t-shirt that was thin enough so that my nipples were as visible as possible He f...
The house was fairly new and in a great area. The history of the house was tainted by the past owner but that didn't bother her as she stood in the driveway looking at it. Amy looked at how great shape the house was in. She looked around the neighborhood as she saw an older lady across the street looking at her thru her window. She turned and walked to the p...
Her knees were aching, and her calves cramped as she knelt on the cold cement floor. There was a twinge in her neck, but she dared not move from her position. Ally kept her gaze on the floor in front of her and waited for her master’s command. Her dark brown hair hung around her face, and there was a light sheen of sweat starting to build on her body. Just t...
"The collar comes off when I say it does," intoned the black leather-clad man. Faith gazed at the table. There sat the artifacts of her life as a free woman, her clothing neatly folded, her purse, her cellphone, and, most achingly of all, her wedding and engagement rings. The man whom the woman knew she would have to address as "Master" from here on out, b...
She's wearing a short skirt with cowboy boots. Her eyebrow is pierced. She has pinkish-purple hi-lites dyed in her hair. She doesn't look remotely unasian (as she said to me before we met). We get brunch at some hipster place. She thinks "brunch" is a pretentious idea, and wonders why we aren't just getting lunch. I explain that while brunch in Brooklyn is c...
It's the middle of the night and he was fast asleep. However, someone was unable to sleep, and she was feeling a bit naughty, so she slips out of her bed to make her way down the hallway to his room where she slowly opens the door to see him asleep. Biting her lower lip, she slips into his room undetected and under the blankets into his bed and so slowly pul...
I think about him often, those soft brown eyes, I never touched him but I wanted to. I sat there most days watching him walk back and forth in his suit across the office as he presented his reports, made copies, and reported to our boss. We made eye contact so many times, I often caught myself biting my lip. Some of his suits were tighter than the others if...
I awake earlier than James, my Master, who is laying in bed beside me. I get out of bed, careful to not disturb him. I go to the guest room where I've hidden a set of Christmas themed lingerie. It consists of a red thong with white furry lining, a pair of black high-thigh stocking, a very short, red mini skirt which also has white, furry lining, a top that b...
Lauren was the most sexual creature I had ever encountered, and I was her devoted oral slave. A true exhibitionist, she would bite her lower lip while catching my gaze and this was my signal to get my mouth between her legs, without hesitation and regardless of where we were at the time. I never refused her invitations, and it often resulted in torn pantyhos...
I woke up with a start, and a feeling of horror mixed with shame came over me. Horror and shame about the way everything turned out at the end. The dream had started out so sexy, and had turned so dark at the end! How did I possibly dream such perversity? I rarely ever remember my dreams, and in the event that I do, the details are always frustratingly vagu...