Your story and stories are very intriguing to me. I too am an exhibitionist and I love being in submissive nakedness at the feet of a femme dom. I wrote the story below, which is true by the way, because your story of "My Public Humiliation" was such a turn on! I jerk myself off to that story at least once a week...wish I'd been there and wish I could experi...
I was at work and went to make a call on my cell phone when a photo memory popped up. It was a picture of my girlfriend, Sasha, from the Halloween party in Key West, called Fantasy Fest. Fantasy Fest is a ten-day party in Key West, usually held during the last week of October. It is a place where adults gather and simply kick back not caring about the folk...
I'll be honest, I was nervous. Of course, I was nervous, it was to be expected, wasn't it? A spontaneous invite for 'drinks' now left me sitting in a pub, bouncing my knee up and down with a sweating palm clutching my half-drunk cider. I'd deliberately sat opposite the entrance, tucking myself into a corner, my eyes glued to the door waiting for it to open....
Rinessa stepped out into the hot sun, squinting at the glare. Seva quickly shielded Rinessa's face with an umbrella, but it was little protection against the oppressive heat. Sprawled before her was the trading party sent by her father; A number of locally hired porters, three apprentice kavens, a tailor for the clothes, several drivers, and, of course, Umbr...
They had no specific relationship, no specific expectations of each other...just two people; one Dominant, one submissive, together for this moment, this day. The girl knelt before him, nearly naked save for the black sheer and lace babydoll nightie, the full skirt fanned out to rest on the pale contrast of her thighs. The lingerie gave her just enough mod...
Marna watched the door close as the men guided her new slave to his cell. He wasn't completely broken, but very close. She looked forward to molding him. Marna crossed back in front of Gary. "Well, now that your friend has left, we can address your punishment." Gary looked up with weeping eyes, "B-but I've already ...," he began. "No you have not," stress...
Chapter 6 The Gift of Karen Edited by angel love After having spent a wonderful night with Sir David and Karen I was in a real quandary. There was no doubt they had recreated feelings in me that I thought I had lost forever. Part of me wanted to give myself completely to Sir David and yet part of me remained tied to Master Carl even though he had been gone...
Communication is the key to any relationship, and that's even more true in a D/s relationship. I loved the scenes we'd been having lately, but we still hadn't been managing to have scenes as often as I'd have liked. We'd only been managing to play about once a week, which left me feeling somewhat needy. One night, about a week since our last scene, I broug...
Barbara, no that wasn't her name anymore. Not since Bruce had brought her into this place and tied her hands over her head, blindfolded her, and beaten her, which, to her surprise, was the most erotic experience she had had. No, she wasn't Barbara anymore. That person was gone. She had become someone else, something else. She had become his. Bruce had said...
After nearly 25 years of marriage our sex life had become more and more conservative and predictable. Somewhere along the way the woman who indulged many of my fantasies and kinks had grown more and more plain vanilla in her sexual preferences. I fondly recall in years past suggesting that we fill a condom with water and freeze it and watching her go upstai...