Masters little snow pony It is a bright winter's day - and pet is just waking up after a long and good nigh of sleep. She is alone, and as she is told, the minute she wakes up, she is to step into the bathroom and do as Master's message in there tells her. She walks across the soft rug and her eyes are still heavy with sleep. She is rested, though and wit...
I can see your window from here. Not that there is much to see, the left window is always open, the right closed, the curtains forever drawn. I can even smell you from here, the house does not smell too pleasant, but I never could stand the smell of smoke! It isn't the houses smell that interests me, it's your smell, the smell of sexual tension radiates fr...
He looks at His rose, precious, beautiful He calls her "My beautiful lady come to Me". She moved to Him where He was standing, fell gracefully upon her knees and whispered "Master". He looked at her with strong caring eyes and said "My precious one, thank you". He placed His strong leather collar around her neck as a symbol of T/their completeness, T/their...
Prologue Kerin and I are very glad that everyone enjoyed our introductory two part story titled "Kerin On The Boardwalk" We are going to shift from our recent adventures and go back in time to when Kerin and I first met. Please enjoy our story from the beginning. The New Angel I am a member of a group of Masters and Mistresses. We are not a club in the s...
She awoke with a dull pain at the base of her skull and her world covered in a fog so thick that it was like her mind was being smothered in a wet wool blanket. Her tongue was glued to the roof of her mouth. Her jaw hurt and as her body re-awakened, she was vaguely aware that she was kneeling on something, but her arms were bound behind her back and her legs...
A rather young looking woman lay motionless on her side as a man walked very softly around her almost languid form. He paused for a moment and then moved around her again in increment as if he were attached to the hand of a clock centered upon her. Beneath her was a large vintage Persian Baluch carpet, actually believed hand woven in Afghanistan from an unu...
I had now been in my job as a pro domme at Rebecca's Hidden Chamber for a couple of months. The money was good, the other dommes were nice, and I enjoyed helping men (and the occasional couple) cum. I'd even become somewhat close to one of my regulars, a man named Peter. You met him in my first story, "My First Day As a Pro Domme." He was a kinky beast, bu...
Mistress Jamie has been keeping watch over me. She read my story and has responded. This is her message to me. ------------------------------------------------ "I can't believe the new levels of boring these conferences have reached." You think to yourself as you take a vacant stool at the bar. "What can I get ya?" asks a female voice. "Damn! She is mighty...
One Night - First Lesson in Submission Part 1 By Macscyberslut Annie paced the floor willing her pussy to save some juices for later. She was excited, nervous and frankly a little bit scared; not that Mac would cause her any harm, but because she wasn't exactly sure what she was getting into. Annie and Mac had reconnected on the Internet a few months back...
Sara arrives outside the flat and thinks it is a little strange that there are no lights showing but still walks up the stairs to the front door. She is about to knock when she sees an envelope pinned to the door with her name on it. She un-pins it and tears open the envelope and unfolds the letter. "Hi Sara, hope you are ready for an evening of fun. Tonigh...