It had been a long week. Work was a nightmare, and all I could think of was going home. To make matters worse, my wife Ana—oh I'm sorry, I guess I am supposed to refer to her as mistress now—my mistress locked me up. Not in the typical way like a cage, or well a cage, but not a normal one. She didn't lock me up or keep me hidden; I was able to function and d...
This is one of my earlier stories, but I hope it's still enjoyable. It was written for the following prompt: "A masturbation addict notices that her clit is gradually being desensitized by her own excessive stimulation, making it more and more difficult for her to reach the orgasms she craves. She fears that if she can't break her addiction to cumming, she m...
Chapter 6 "My lord, I gladly surrender to your greatness!" Zoe informed me with pride as she knelt before me. "Same with me! I adore you!" Sabrina declared. "And with me, O Great One!" Mary assured me, "and to think that I once dared to chide you over ogling Sabrina! Forgive me for that and all other transgressions against you, my liege." "There weren't...
Authors note: This story is an immediate sequel to my first story "Carol's Christmas". The events of this story deal with the younger man named Marcus who Mrs. Carson initiated into the mysteries of sex and submission in "Carol's Christmas". * Marcus was sweating bullets as he rang the door. He burned for Mrs. Carson...Mistress Carol...and needed to be wi...
As I drove to Roland's place of work I was a bundle of nerves, a very aroused bundle of nerves. Scared, but turned on. Worried about what I was about to do turning out badly, but I was also feeling something else, empowered, emancipated, confident, and very much in charge. It was heady and overwhelming. Much to my surprise it felt right. Having grown up in a...
There's a certain NYC sex shop that I like, primarily because it caters more to women than to men. I just have a feeling of discomfort browsing for my pornographic pleasure when surrounded by too many others of my own gender, or asking sex-related questions of them. I enjoy the thought of buying a toy or two from a female, subtly revealing the true nature of...
I can't believe the book fell; a single innocent book poorly placed on a shelf could cause such a life changing experience. Well, for me it did. But I am getting ahead of myself. Perhaps I should just start at the beginning and tell my story. This story is true and was requested by my keyholder and online Mistress. Some of you will think this is bull, some...
I drive a sterilized knitting needle through my son's left nipple. Sowell grimaces, but he is sucking on one of my bloody tampons, and his buttocks hurt from the vicious caning I gave him earlier. I surprise Sowell—when he's coming out of the tub, wet, naked and vulnerable, I charge in with my whippy cane and leave red, bloody streaks all over his slim whit...
Harriet strutted through the High Street with a confidence she could never have envisaged just a few weeks ago, her tall heels and tight skirt turning male heads which she did not give a returning glance. She was the same woman whom males had barged past and tutted at her obstruction as they gave their attention to mobile phones and newspapers, but she now c...
Chapter 19 - truth or dare So after I licked your ass sufficiently to please you... we both drifted off to sleep. Brian was due back on shift, so hopefully he got at least a couple of hours of sleep after fucking you and Elsa silly. When I awoke, the low LED light was on, and you were digging in your suitcase for something. "What are you looking for?" I...