Welcome to my branding ceremony...Part 2 At this point I have just been branded. When my Master branded me I passed out and shit myself. I woke up with 2 women, Sue and Barbara, cleaning me and explaining the same thing happened to them when they got branded. What follows is the next part of the story. Enjoy and please send me comments. That is how I will l...
Authors Note: My deepest love of symphonic metal and music as a whole. As always, my work is dedicated to JC. My inspiration, my friend and my confidante. For you, the Prince d'Aquitaine. Affectionately Ice ~ I remember this moment really quite fondly Master. It was one we had fantasied about for many moments before we met but to actually live the desire...
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This is NOT a good situation. Why would anyone else park this far out from the store? Why, especially, would a couple of women do so? Yet there they are, at least seven rows removed from the nearest cars in a huge parking lot that belongs to a large chain discount store in midwestern America. What are they doing here? Someone could wonder what I am doing he...
Highly readable account of a pixie-ish home decorating diva who, along with a woman carpenter friend works to satisfy her master, the narrator. M/f+, BDSM, lingerie, toys, consensual, exploit, humiliation, reluctant. Girl on Girl. (A little bit of spoof here of home decorating shows that ran in early 2000's... ) *** About 30 minutes later, I started downs...
After a delicious lunch in excellent company, Paul sat there with a contented smile like the cat who got the cream. Finally, the woman who he hoped would enslave him was sat across the table from him. They had only spoken via email and the occasional telephone call. Now however, the woman he called Ma'am was seated opposite him. She was beautiful. The few p...
I submit this work in the form of a dialogue relating to censorship and bigotry, an all to common occurrence in the workplace and our lives. * "You can't put that up in here Sonny." "What?" "That! It's a piece of filth 'init. You can't hang that up in here." "Want to watch me? This work is part of the exhibition." "I don't care if it's part of the blee...
I could see nothing. Completely blinded by the hood, my other senses were heightened. I heard her every step. Also, the heavy, foreboding footfalls of the bull that she'd chosen to do this with. The bull that she'd brought into our bedroom. I could smell her shampoo and soap when she entered the room, and something else. His fragrance as well. A clean smell,...
[Note: Whether the narrator is female or male is up to the reader, the story works either way.] * Today I bought a barbarian. With his wild hair and bulging muscles, he looks ferocious and proud. But it appears that he's already been well broken, since he doesn't offer the least bit of resistance, whatever I bid. I sent him to the forest to gather wood, t...
Author's note: This story contains aspects of BDSM and Female Led Relationship, as well as hints of cuckoldry. While adultery can be a great source of enjoyment in fantasy and erotica, in real life it damages souls and destroys marriages. Please treat the following story as a fiction and fantasy piece only. It is written to deliver pleasure, and has no other...