My Dear Mistress Diana, I write to you from an old fashioned cage of thick iron bars, wide enough to sleep in if I'm partially curled or if I'm on my back and have my legs propped up on the bars, tall enough that I can stand, but with only several inches to spare. Samantha tells me it was designed to transport zoo animals early in the last century. "You're...
This is the first story I ever wrote, I could blame many people. For this! But I'll just have to blame my wife! Oh you're going to get it! * The taxi was almost at her destination. Diana Baxter pulled the letter out of her bag to read it as she had done many times before. She read the address, she read the date, she read the name at the bottom of the page...
Neil, as usual, was feeling guilty about the enjoyment that this domination was creating within him and he tried feebly to resist, both physically and verbally. "Where are you taking me, and what are you going to do to me?" he asked while trying to shrug her hand off his arm. Alena marched him out of the living room and down a curved elegant staircase to a...
Background: Zack (male 20) and his girlfriend Melissa (female 21) are exploring some kinky ideas to spice up there sex life, both are switches. In this story Zack doms Melissa using her fetish of dogs and dog play, from the point of Zack. *** As I walk up the stairs naked, I smile to myself and chuckle with lust and a hint of sadism, thinking of what I hav...
Marie and I had been shopping at Summer Grove liquor for a couple of years. We knew the staff pretty well. Heide is our usual lady at the store and her and Marie have become pretty friendly. When Marie had left me for a few months Heide would call and encourage me to hang in there with Marie. This warm Saturday morning we stop by and get our weeks worth of s...
Eleven For the life of her Diana could not understand what a wonderful feeling it was when Angela's hips began bucking thrusting her pubis further into her willing mouth. Gratified that her ministrations were having the desired effect, she increased her activities until Angela was screaming with abandon. "Yes, do it. Oh . . . .my . . . God!" Grasping both...
Chapter 4 Mistress Lynn's been bad, very bad and needs to be punished. He threw back a double downstairs and poured myself another double shot of bourbon to take upstairs with him to help him deal with Mistress Linda. He'll need the alcohol to tie her to the bedpost, if that's what she wanted him to do. He needed the extra shot of alcohol, if she wanted hi...
When I got home my wife was sitting on the couch with a glass of merlot. She was wearing her black knee high boots with her smooth leather pants tucked into them. These pants had no pockets but they did have a zipper through the crotch. She had on a black leather blazer and I couldn't tell if she had anything on under it. She had her black leather gloves on...
They call me the Huntsman, but my real name is. . . . Well, it really doesn't matter what my real name is. That's not at all the point of this tale. Two days ago—I believe it was a Monday, but I can't be sure as I tend to lose track of time when I'm in the woods—I was on my way to Riding Hood's house. Her grandmother was apparently gone and word was out amo...
I feel my nerves start to crawl. Did I really want to do this? Before I can back out, I knock on the door. They are expecting me and it is too late now. I couldn't even run to escape. They know. The door opens and I am asked in. Is it the last question I will hear for the day. The logistics and specifics are discussed; then fun begins. Before I can even st...