Mark had passed out from the creature stimulating every inch of his skin, keeping him subdued and controlled as it carried him across the ground. Waking up and opening his eyes Mark could feel his body being jostled under the creature as it carried him. Urghh... where is it taking me? The creature, while carrying its newly captured cargo was careful to...
Many thanks go to Michelle for the initial idea for this short story and to BlueEyed5ftAngel for the time, effort and patience in editing. I hope you enjoy this. Please comment – I may write more…. ======================== Waking up from a good night's sleep, the Mistress of the house smiled contentedly to herself. Her female slave was just where she shoul...
Chapter 1. You walk into the house and it's quiet. You check downstairs and I'm not in the dining room or the sitting room; in fact, the lights aren't even on. You heard to the stairs, and here there are signs of life. There is a flicker of light coming from the bedroom, and you can hear music. As 48 Hours As Her Plaything Ch. 01 behind my back, they are he...
This is a shorter story than my others - I've been wondering why some of my stories get quite a lot of hits but few comments or ratings - maybe my readers give up before they get to the end. If that is so, take heart, this one is only a single page. And if you enjoy a particular part of one of the others, but not the whole thing, please take a moment to scro...
It all started with a mail: "Hi Irene, I've seen your pictures on Flickr and I love them. I know you have been out only once but I also know that you are craving to do it again. So here's the deal: I offer you a private photo shoot, I'll dictate the poses and the outfit and I'll pay you 500 Euro's for it." OMG, he had been waiting for an excuse to go outsid...
This was the second time I'd been hogtied that evening. First time was on the bed. This time I was lying on my stomach on the floor. Wrists tied closely to my ankles which were tied to a harness around my chest. I was gagged and hooded and enclosed in darkness. My mouth and arse burnt with the fire of hot chilies, pushing waves of discomfort into my stomach....
Leo envelops me in a big bear hug. I try not to let on how terrified I am. He rubs my back affectionately. "Take care of yourself, Lyla." I let go of him and wipe my eye. "I'll try. Thank you, for everything. I owe you." "No offense, but I hope I never see you again." "None taken." Leo turns to Omari. "You ready?" "Is this really necessary?" "Yeah,...
She was his Maitresse. There was no doubt about it. She was his lover, she was his friend, she was his darling, honey, babes... whatever. Even when she switched she was his Maitresse. She knew that. But right then... she didn't feel it. Right then she was nobody's Maitresse. She was dominant to nobody. She was a slut. She was a bitch. She was game for whatev...
TWO Several days later Bridget returned home from shopping, after I had returned home from work. She had stopped by her office before going on what was obviously a shopping spree. She had a multitude of bags and sent me to fetch them for her out of the car. I had already prepared dinner, as she had instructed per her note left on the kitchen counter. Brid...
"Sir? Would You please rub some oil on my back?" I looked up and saw slut naked in the bathroom door, having just gotten out of the shower. I got right on that, because any time you're asked to rub oil on your slut's back, you should do it. It usually leads to good things. "Mmm thank you Sir." I quickly dispensed with rubbing on her back and made my way to...