So I wanted to share my experiences of becoming a piss slave to my mistress. She had been into watersports in other relationships and wanted a permanent 'piss slave' she could dominate; I was a little apprehensive but my mistress reassured me that after a little training, she thought I could be really good at it. I'd like to recount my piss training exper...
The two travellers struggled to get through the swinging glass door entrance to the hotel. Ingrid, the maitre d', hissed for the young porter who was usually to be found lounging at the back of reception. But he was nowhere in sight and now the men and their bulky luggage were through the entrance and walking grim-faced towards the front desk. In an attemp...
David is a person of very regular habit. He would always tell Margaret when he would be home and if plans ever changed, he would telephone. This was as much to ensure that she was ready to receive him with a fresh meal and the close attention that he demanded as it was for her peace of mind, but it did mean that he was very predictable. So it was an action e...
Once upon a time there was a Princess called Sandra. Her father the king doted on his daughter even from the moment she was born and began giving her gifts from that very moment. Gold, jewels, toys, ponies, anything the Princess could ever have asked before she even could ask. Upon her eighteenth birthday the king noticed that she seemed disconsolate and sad...
Okay, first of all, let me make this clear. I'm a slave. I don't apologize for that, and I don't expect your forgiveness or understanding. I don't intend to explain it to you; I'm just telling you so you understand from the start. All you need to understand is that I'm owned by my Master, and I do whatever it is that He tells me to do. He rarely tells me to...
His orders: On Thursday, I want you dressed as my slutty maid. Wear the new uniform with a sexy bra and knickers- the latter, as small as you have. Wear white stockings if you have them, but black will do. Have your collar on and butt plug in. I am checking in on my submissive maid whilst away on business. I want to see the tatoo I ordered her to get. I...
It was 10.25 pm, Monday, and like the proverbial memorable night in a movie, it was dark and stormy. Thunder and lightning rattled in the distance and the sound of rain falling constantly was ever present at the windows. Meanwhile, as my parents slept soundly in their room, I tiptoed my way quietly towards the servants' quarters. You would think I would be...
It's the day I always looked forward to. Every Saturday morning my parents travel to our village to attend to our farm there. I have tuition on weekends, so I don't go with them and gets the whole house to myself for every Saturday. After tuition I invite my best friends to my house and we do what ever a bunch of college going horny guys would do. Next month...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ALL PERSONS DEPICTED AND/OR DESCRIBED IN THIS STORY ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF 18 EVEN IF NOT EXPLICIT...
Chapter One Two weeks after the Femdom Spanking Poker Party, Marion and Debbie had been invited to a luncheon at the home of one of the ladies who was on vacation the night of the party, Sara. Attending the luncheon was all those in attendance that night (Jacki, Jenny, Beth, Marion, and Debbie, plus the two missing women, Sara and Gloria. Debbie and Marion...