Samantha watched Damian close the dungeon door as he stepped back into the hallway of the house. She looked around her in the semi darkness, he had switched the light off and the only light spilling across the floor and walls was the flame from the candles. The shadows were like fingers trying to reach her, there was a draught from somewhere making the flame...
Kate knew that she was very lucky in that Claire hadn't pressed herself on her while she was in that vulnerable state; instead Claire had just given her a look, a look that was cool and very calculating. Kate could feel the heat of Claire's eyes as she drank in the image of her, and in the end, she had to look away, her eyes downcast, wishing for Claire to l...
Author's Note: This is a story about an older man helping out a 30 something homeless woman and her young son, abandoned by her husband. A sexual relationship develops between the 30 something woman and the older man. Enjoy. * I'm driving around town doing miscellaneous chores when I see that homeless woman and her son again. They are huddled along the wa...
My eyes widened as I saw the candle in his hand. He reached up with the other hand to the back of my head and grasped a handful of my hair as he swirled the melted wax around in its holder slowly as if to taunt me with it. He tightened his grip on my hair and lifted the candle and tilted it over one nipple. The molten wax came spilling down over it seemingly...
NOTE – This is a work of fiction, intended only for the entertainment of adult readers. The muted alarm-clock brought jenny awake instantly. She reached over to shut it off. Being ever so careful not to disturb Master, she slipped out of bed and gazed lovingly at the sleeping man. From their earliest intimacy, He had accepted her completely as a woman, His...
I slowly undress in front of the mirror, imagining you are watching me, knowing you have hidden cameras filming me. Standing naked, I take the electric razor and begin to shave. First, my head until it is smooth and bare. Next, I prop my left foot on the counter, exposing myself to the mirror, and shave my leg. I switch legs and shave the right one. Then I p...
Author's note: This is my first venture into exploring a dom/sub relationship. It is not autobiographical, just pure imagination. I would welcome helpful comments from those more experienced with this lifestyle and genre. ***** He blinked awake to the noise of the city stirring. He was cuddled into Elena's back, his cock hard in her asscrack. He licked her...
The "Sarge" wasn't really active any more in the service. He did some consulting now and then, and he had a favored group of cronies that he played poker with. All in all, almost a stereotypical, brusque, older military man type. With a few "quirks," as Dan had noted. Things were staying quiet at the Winnebago's site, for which Anthony was glad. Anna seem...
'Aren't you glad I go to yoga?' said Margaret. I pulled the chest binding tight, cinching the hemp ropes, running above and below her breasts, together in the centre of her cleavage, trapping and lifting them. Reaching for her left leg, I bent the calf back against the thigh, grabbed her left hand and bound the wrist securely to the ankle. I quickly added a...
Leslie's heartbeat quickened as she saw the hand of the clock move closer to the top of the hour. Master would be here soon. She wiggled her ass once more to feel the chain tease her inner thighs. The chain was connected the clamps on her labia, a feeling Leslie had come to love. His instructions for today had been fairly innocuous. He wanted her naked, exce...