Greg Lurray had just hung up the phone with his wife, Sheba, when something about that conversation began to irk him. He grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and tried to figure out what it was. He had been surprised Sheba wasn't home and hadn't at least called but that, sadly, wasn't unusual. She had seemed distracted but, again, not unusual especially if...
Megan missed her Master, Alex Reinwright, desperately. He'd left hurriedly that morning with just a light kiss on her cheek, a cup of coffee in one hand and his briefcase in the other. Usually they would shower together and He would tease her, but the power had gone out in the night and Master was running late. She'd received a call from him, telling her tha...
Deprived of vision, I lay spreadeagled on the bed. A blindfold taped across my eyes and thick silken restraints bound my wrists and ankles to the bedposts. No words were to be spoken. I was not in control, far from it, but I was there voluntarily. I had given myself over to the unseen entity known as "The Hands", someone who knew how to control, to use a wom...
I pause as Master takes his seat with a smile touching his lips. I am amazed at this gift. I am pleased by it. I take in the sight of Jess, blindfolded, gagged, and bound; she lies there still and expectantly. Her breasts are pointing up and nipples are hard. She looks so soft, I just want to touch her, explore her body. I smile before I move and think to my...
I get dressed in my tan, gray, black and white camouflage pants, a black t-shirt and black boots. I put my hair up in a pony tail and pull it through my camouflage baseball cap. I go out to the living room and see my slave sitting on the couch. As he sees me coming out of the room, he smiles widely at how I am dressed and knows that he is probably in for it...
Mark is open. He is spread-eagle on the landing, his wrists bound by silk ropes to the curling balusters of the staircase. Two dozen candles of every shape, size, length and breadth flicker in the dark. A sheen of sweat begins to dot his skin. Diagonal shadow lines criss-cross his torso like the bars of a jail cell. He is naked, cock lying small and innocen...
Shelly looked around her clean apartment. The laundry was done, dinner was in a crockpot, everything was neat and tidy. She took the new bag of toys she had shopped for this morning and made sure each piece was in order in the toy box, ready for some play time this evening with Mike. Since she had little sleep the night before because of work and other commi...
Well I've been busy, my writing has had a hard time keeping up with my play. After mutual tough days at work, Dennis and I decided to get together on Saturday night. He'd liked the outfit I'd had on when he came over on Thursday and requested something similar. I settled on red thigh high stockings, a red garter belt and a pink and red thong. I left my still...
In the beginning, there was sex twice a day, sometimes more. I was bruised all the time from his excessive loving. Everyday was a new adventure in sadism, masochism, bondage, submission and dominance. But we got used to each other, as all couples do, and one day he said to me, as I was reading a book, "Come here, please." I answered him with a fraction of...
She arranged the candles she had made for this occasion around the living room. Many, many candles arranged on cloth which draped all the furniture. She arranged them at different heights so they seemed to cascade from fixture to fixture. As she lit them, the room began to smell of honey as the bees wax melted. She knew he would be home any minute and she...