She never took her eyes from him. He entered as he should, wearing only ankle and wrist cuffs. They were the beautiful set she'd had fashioned for him. The leather soft and supple, they fitted him perfectly, no studs or adornments of any kind, he needed none, he was a beautiful man a delight to behold and the simple elegant cuffs he wore signaled for all to...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Forty-One. 2018 July to December. (July.) Sam and others. I received the phone call I'd been hoping for one Friday towards the end of July. Sam 'ordered' me to be at his house by 2pm next day. I didn't have a problem with that, being a Saturday, but mindful of his words about...
Chapter one The morning after the party I answered the phone, it was Emma who had tormented me so much the previous day, she asked to speak to Karen who then told me that Emma wanted her scarf back and wanted me to deliver it to her. Karen insisted that I go and change into my maids outfit, she surely didn't intend for me to walk to Emma's house dressed li...
Regular readers of this series may remember how I first asked Vanessa to let me watch her piss during our honeymoon. At first she had been embarrassed about doing this, but I told her that she mustn't be ashamed of anything to do with her body, and she soon grew comfortable with it. I pissed in front of her too, and sometimes got her to hold my dick as I did...
Melissa and me have been married for just over fifteen years. We were together five years before that. We have a lovely house, in a semi rural area. Mel works from home, and I work in a warehouse, four shifts on and four off. With having no children, we have took on a bit of a nudist lifestyle around home. The sight of Mel naked in the garden still gets me...
"Come with me," said the pretty red-headed mistress. I had just gone through the first phase of filming outside with class 5b and now I was being walked naked to a film set for some interior shots. Our red-headed mistress hardly said a word. She just walked beside me in her knee-high cherry leather boots, her tight jeans stretched over her ample ass, defini...
Another reoccurring dream my slave sara told me. It was a Friday, not just any Friday but the third Friday in the month to be factual, the day the slave auction bursts into life. How did I know, I was up for auction and was delivered the night before? Nothing was ever forced and the bulk of the 15 up for sale today have all volunteered and could walk awa...
May I suggest that, in light of the delay publishing part five of The Lure of Lingerie, readers might wish to acquaint themselves with the previous chapter for the sake of continuity? Thank you. ***** At the moment of ejaculation I closed my eyes and released a torrent of sperm - well, it felt like a torrent to me! Sarah greeted my outpouring with praise,...
This is a letter I sent to my slave after she wrote to me describing a scene in which she licks my feet clad only in a dog collar. In her fantasy, I am giving an afternoon tea party for my proper, socialite friends. They stare in amazement as she provides her service to me. One young 20 something catches my eye and by her reaction, I know she is ready for my...
Jessica! Come in here this instant!" I knew from her tone that she was angry about something. My chains rattled loudly, as I awkwardly ran to her sanctum. From the very first night I was here, I've been locked in shackles and chains. Mistress had told me that during my training period I would be permanently bound, and the first six weeks were going to be t...