Author's note: I wrote this story for Kaye, a friend I met through writing my stories. She asked me how far I'd be willing to go in punishing a willing woman. What my extreme was in hurting someone. It wasn't the easiest question for me, since I've never considered myself an outright sadist. I've always been more attracted to the control aspect of BDSM....
Part I: The Sleeve I met her on-line. The Internet is such a wonderful innovation. I don’t think I could have met a young woman at a bar, or nightclub, or bookstore, or any other mundane setting, and eventually have her yield to me in the same fashion that she eventually did. Of course, it did not hurt to meet her on a website devoted to people seeking le...
Avery first noticed the cute redhead at a local community munch about two months earlier. The two, twenty-somethings exchanged screen names and later that night, both checked out the others profiles. Domme Avery was first to move, posting a comment on sub Cassie's wall. Cassie soon followed up with a friend request. Over the next few days there was quite a...
It was hard to put into words that feeling she felt as the black leather cuffs were being fastened around her wrists. A tingle ran down her spine as that process of being restrained began. She glanced down at their four-poster bed in front of her and saw the array of things lying there. A long thick black leather strap; a black handled flogger; a brown lea...
Mandy burst through the front door, storms clouding her face. She stalked straight to Joseph, reading in his recliner, and loomed over him. "Do you know where I've been?" she demanded. "Out," he meekly offered, mind racing back over the day to see if he could suss out the reason why they might have to have a "talk." "Out where?" "Ummm..." "Let me give yo...
"I've seen you at a lot of Walmart locations, is that the only place your company sends you to work?" Caitlyn Sauve said, smiling faintly as she looked at the big and tall, ruggedly handsome, bearded young black man who stood before her. He stood a full three inches taller than her, dark, very masculine and majestic. For weeks now she'd seen him standing at...
Here is Chapter V, and once more, my appreciation to you for reading my tale. All the characters described herein are 18 years of age or older, fictional; and any resemblance between them and anyone, living, dead, or imaginary, is purely coincidental. If this is your first encounter, you'd be advised to read Chapters I - IV first. No BDSM in this chapter,...
Limbo and Alma looked at each other, and then at Mrs. Retzfeld. And then at the twins, a well groomed man and a woman in their early thirties. "You see" Mrs. Retzfeld beamed, "Wistan and Westlynn are so close, but I think Wissie wants to be more like his sissie!" The young man blushed and looked as if he wanted to fall through the floor, and his sister smi...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The alarm rings. Megan slowly awakens from a very peaceful sleep. She sits up to look at the time. The black alarm Clock was on the other side of the room. It sat on her dresser door. The dresser door had a huge mirror attach to it. The alarm Clock was set up this way so she wou...
Decorating couple invites in her complicated friend. *** Highly readable account of a pixie-ish home decorating diva who, along with a woman carpenter friend works to satisfy her master, the narrator. M/f+, BDSM, lingerie, toys, consensual, humiliation, reluctant. Girl on Girl (A little bit of spoof here of home decorating shows that ran in early 2000's....