"Twenty-one ways to Train a College Slave: A Manifesto and Lesson Plan" This is a follow up to my previous posting, "Breaking Cathy." Please read that first, if possible. Originally shared with my friend dee, this is my "Manifesto" about my loving domination of willing women. It contains 21 examples of games I played with the slaves I trained in college....
This story goes out to Ghostjae. I hope you, and everyone else, will enjoy it. "Ha-woooooooo!" I smiled and shook my head as Kiba howled at the full moon. He was definitely a playful puppy, and the local pack of wolves have learned to tolerate his marking my territory with Penny, the grown pitbull keeping a watch over the little party. Penny was about t...
It was four-twenty five, and the roads were jammed with the usual rush hour congestion. I reached down and turned the vents of my AC grille toward my face, feeling the cool breeze across my flushed, sweaty forehead. It had been a very hard day; I had already done seven repair calls, and was feeling the overwhelming wave of fatigue that usually hit me at this...
I hope you enjoy this work of fictional horror. Eveything in this story is one hundred percent fiction and in no way depicts an real event or place. It is a fantasy, not reality. * I seem to have startled you. No, I am not a doctor. I am Death. Only you can see me. I am your final comfort and your last nightmare. We have a few moments before you beg...
The Feeling, an introduction, part one Remembering the feeling is hard for me, remembering the feeling and wanting it again, immediately, now, wanting it to never end. It is the feeling of my hands on your calves as I kneel behind you, you leaning over your desk, waiting for me to touch you. People are around us, but they can’t see us. They can hear us,...
Inspired by song recorded by The Moody Blues Looking around the room, she made sure the candles were in place. So many colors, shapes and sizes, yet they fit with the décor, adding a hint of mysterious shadow in one spot while dispelling shadows in another. Colors, blending with orchids arranged amid baby's breath, complementing framed artwork hanging...
I sat at my kitchen table with the envelope from James the very next morning. I was trembling with fear and anticipation as I slowly opened the stiff paper. Kim, I am very pleased with your progress. I know it has been difficult for you to come to grips with the aspects of yourself that have been hidden away. You have tasted the freedom you can have from...
Jason hung limply in the shackles that secured his wrists high above his head. His hand was throbbing in agony, knowing something was broken in it. His balls were also throbbing like nothing else on earth. He had been so close to being free, no this psycho bitch had him locked up in her nut house. Jason looked around the room, his eyes taking in the various...
This second chapter was a pleasant surprise. The person who'd asked for the first chapter came back and had a good idea for a second. I hope that you guys enjoy this just as much as the first. Priya lay on the bedroom floor, contendedly strumming her clit as she caught her breath from the latest thorough fucking that Ben had delivered. She felt the mixture...
It didn't take me long to find something to wear. The lucky choice of attire was a sexy school girl's outfit I used to wear in a lot of my "private" encounters. It was complete with a blouse and plaid mini skirt. To make sure I was up to bitch's standards, I threw on some makeup here and there to give me a bit of an edge. A little bit of lipstick here, some...