Well, to tell you this story I need to back up a little bit and tell you about how we met. Janice and I met in a straightforward way, she just liked my tie, or so she says. We were in an elevator, and she just looked over at me and said "Hey, I like your tie," and it was all over from there. My first impression of her was that she was probably the sexiest wo...
I open the hotel room door and look around the room. The front room has a couch and table and the back room has two beds. A window in the front room looks out on the walkway and then past to the open atrium. I close the door and walk to the bedroom with my bag. I think again about the chat from last week and how exciting it was. I took the plunge and finall...
Friday evening I get home from work, put the groceries away that I picked up on my way, kick off my heels. I put some frozen lasagna in the oven, garlic bread in the toaster oven, pour a glass of wine, and go to relax online while dinner cooks. I smile as I select that famous website where people who love bondage and fetish can chat, possibly meet for a dat...
Justine: FIRST BONDAGE * ONE Justine paused at the door of the shingled Berkeley house--built in the twenties, probably; mature pine trees, slightly unkempt landscaping like all the others on this residential block--ordinary, charmingly seedy. So why was she standing here, sweating slightly, so reluctant to ring the doorbell? Twenty nine, an associate pro...
Chapter 01: Waiting for the Mistress There I was, standing stark naked, alone in the small dungeon room, waiting. After what felt like several minutes I found myself shivering, not because I was cold but because I was nervous; nervous for the unexpected. I had come to the dungeon to fulfil my inner submissive desire to serve a Mistress as a pleasure/sex sl...
Chapter 1 ".. but you will spend the rest of your life as a plaything for me and my friends. Now open your mouth I need to..." CLICK "What was that?" Dickie Johnson's head popped up off the pillow leaving his favorite fantasy behind. Had he just heard a noise? It sounded like a key in his apartment's door's lock. Dickie would have gotten up to investiga...
Tag Team He grabs me from behind, my hands held behind my dress. He covers my mouth with his hand. I struggle, my heels slipping on the tile floor, though I keep my balance. I feel and hear the hand cuffs clicking around my wrists and I struggle harder. I try to speak and it's then he pushes a large, red ball gag into my mouth, tightening a connected harnes...
Mistress Feral had made me wait at the door for nearly a minute now and my nerve was close to breaking. It had been a long held desire of mine to visit a Pro Domme for a session but it had taken a lot of nerve on my part to actually arrange it and then to follow through and appear at her address. So I am nervous. Jumpy. And that is clear when the door event...
Our earlier sessions we quick. Some explanation of ground rules and safety which was followed by one full hour of wild femdom. Then I would pay up, get dressed and leave. It was only after my 10th session that she actually talked to me. Our post session time would be spent with me at her feet, talking about our normal lives, my likes dislikes etc. I woul...
It was a lunch date for business. Considering whom I was meeting, I should have expected something. Just gullible I guess. Besides, not that many people are willing to try me. Chuck always did have more balls than brains. After the soup had been served an attractive woman in a conservative suit stopped by the table and greeted Chuck. I could see him nod in...