After Brandi left, after I had willingly signed my privileged life away, I also had some nagging fears. Like, would Jolene be able to carry out her role, since she was usually so sweet and caring, and she usually gave in to what I wanted? Or would she take after her mom and become a merciless taskmaster and sadist whom I would hardly recognize? After we ha...
Rob had many fantasies all to do with spanking and caning. He scoured the internet for mature dominant Mistresses, anyone who offered exciting times in their well equipped premises. He had recieved many replies, quite diverse replies at times, as some had dungeons, others soundproof cellars and attic playrooms. Their roles were varied as some were rubber and...
Chastened, Josh/Lori nursed her wounds for days, and little was said between her and Miranda, except when the dominant asked how Lori had opened her chastity when with Cassie. "I bought a master key on the Internet," answered Lori brightly. "Actually, my penis is getting a little irritated by the plastic over such a long time." "Give me the key. It obvious...
When I started this journey, all those weeks ago, I stated that I had no intention of locking my husband in a chastity device, no intention of caning or spanking him, and so on. Well, it hasn't turned out like that, and for the most part, hubby has been accepting of our changed roles, and of his loss of control over his life. His acceptance came to an abrup...
I make my way down 28th Street in Midtown Manhattan, weaving though the lunchtime crowds that flow in streams and eddies along the sidewalks. The street is jammed with taxis, cars, and delivery trucks. I walk slower than I usually would, not wanting to be either late or early for my appointment. Just beyond 6th Avenue, I stop before an unmarked gray door, ch...
Joyce Ch. 01: The Choice Looking back from the vantage point of three score years and ten, one sees many scenarios where an alternative choice of action could have sent events in a completely different direction – maybe for the better and maybe not. I have often thought of what might have happened had I elected to be bolder at certain times. Forty years a...
"Wake up slut." Oh no. I must have slept all day. Instead of waiting by the door for my wife's arrival, I was still in bed. I was so angry with myself for not doing my husbandly duties, for disappointing my Mistress/Wife, for earning a severe caning. Something was wrong though. She didn't seem angry or upset. Quite the opposite, she seemed quite pleased....
Yeah, I said it before, but it bears repeating: use common sense people! Some of this stuff fucking hurts and if done improperly can maim you for life, so study up, understand which of the kinks are safe and which are simply stupid. Presumably there are a lot of smart people reading here at Lit, but statistically there are also some pretty dumb asses also re...
This story is a continuation of "Silent Submission," but under a new title because I found there is already another series under the original title. It would be helpful to read my Silent Submission story first, but not necessary, as its story line is summarized early on here. I appreciate feedback. Let me know if you like these stories, or what didn't work f...
Cindy stood on impatiently on the porch and rang the bell. She was dressed in brown loafers, ankle socks, a pleated short plaid skirt, and white blouse with blue blazer. Her short brown hair was held back by a blue headband and her brown eyes were clear of make up, as was the rest of her heart shaped face. Her measurements were 36B, 24, 36 and at 5' 8", her...