The crowd was increasing now, sensing a scene. My subject was laying in compliance, hurting yet aroused, longing for the culmination of the act. The row of clothespins resembling a picket fence attracted those who knew what it meant. Many could feel the pain that was going to evolve; all wanted it to be them who were waiting on that table. The sight was ver...
Cynthia was an old friend. She and I had been good friends for a long time. I knew her, and trusted her with my life and heart. She had never failed me. It was at her instigation that I went out with a dear friend of hers. This friend was someone from another group, another gathering that I had never met. Cynthia was a friend, but she also had her secrets to...
Chapter 5: Who is your Master? Bob's voice was dry, almost clinical. "You made a choice earlier. I will hold you to it. You might find it difficult to sleep for a while. If you find thoughts turning to your Mistress, I direct you to think about our conversation about Maddy. Is she submissive? Why does she turn to me? What does she know that both you and Don...
Amy's heart raced with excitement when she turned the page of her calendar pad and saw the cryptic notation "TODAY IS THE DAY". She immediately picked up the phone and called her husband to remind him that she had to work late that day. Amy had been Jack Washburn's faithful secretary for six months. She smiled as she reminisced about the job interview that...
Autom's eyes open early in the morning; she yawned, swung her legs over the edge of the bed, and sat upright. Her toes dangling inches from the floor due to the height of the bed frame. Autom yawned again slowly coming to life before she dropped to the ground, stretching languidly as she stood. She puttered around for a bit doing her usual morning routine, e...
she had never met HIM, only gotten text messages – What was she doing? What was she wearing? How high were the heels on her shoes? When was the last time she'd masturbated? Had she allowed herself to cum, or had she stopped as instructed? Was she using a vibrator or her fingers? Was she wearing the nipple and clit clamps HE had sent her? Had she shaved her p...
My pussy just can't take any more. I can feel blood pulsing through my arteries, rushing down between my legs. The urgency of orgasm makes my mind go blank. I can no longer think. My throbbing clit is the focus of my universe. "Uhhng... ooohh! Oh yes, yes yes YES!!" My whimperings are the only connection between my brain and the rest of the world. I'm consc...
she looked so vulnerable, and that heightened her sexiness in My eyes. The bedroom was quite dark overall, the only light coming from the two once-tall pillar candles upon the dresser, the candles burnt down to about half of their original height, thus testifying to just how long I had been tormenting My loving slave. I thought for a moment of how she had...
They sat in his kitchen and made small talk. It seemed incongruous to her that after what they had both experienced, they were able to behave as though nothing had happened. Beforehand she hadn't know quite what to expect from the experience, other than the prospect of sex. She had wondered if he would keep her chained her up in a cage, and feed her from a d...
Part 3 To my surprise, after Master finished orgasming, he removed my ring gag. I flexed my jaw as much as the posture collar would allow, trying to work the stiffness from my jaw muscles. Master stepped behind me and removed my ankle cuffs and then my wrist cuffs. "Stand slave." I moved to stand and after getting my heels under me I was able to stand. I...