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18 Master Ch. 10: Airport

by penitr8me on Mar 19, 2018
BDSM

When Master Chris awoke me Friday morning, he told me I would not be going to work that day, that I would be going on a trip with him and Master Josh and Master Tom. It felt odd to be so out of control of my life, that I could be whisked away from my home and job on their whim. It was also odd not to have to pack anything - Master told me my carry-on already...

Gia

by ginalmarie on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Gia opened her eyes after an incredibly lengthy and deep sleep. Her arms naturally attempted to raise and stretch as she yawned. That's when she realized that it was impossible to move. Gia's arms were cuffed and hung over a pole above her, giving her no other option but to stand straight with her arms straight up behind her head. Gia began pulling at the cu...

A Yearning

by mirandalynne on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

i am ignorant thus far, just a middle-aged girl who always tried to be good. But it's getting late, and i am curious. Something is missing, something is wrong. i've always been independent and even a little bitchy when necessary, but i'm tired. i yearn for release from my ignorance. Lately i dream i am awakened by a hot stream of pee. i can't escape it; i'm...

Messrs. X, Y and Z

by yeswetstories on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Mr. Z came home from work early. The office had been slow and it was Friday. The whole weekend was before him, so he had ducked out early to get a good jump on the work free days ahead. He parked his car in his space inside the six-stall garage that was attached to the huge, perfectly landscaped house. He lived in this house with two friends, Mr. X and Mr. Y...

Sister Genevieve's Angel

by leabravo on Oct 23, 2018
Erotic Horror

A priest and a nun walk into a farmhouse... Sister Genevieve opened the door and let Father Polson out of her car. The father was approaching forty, but maintained the build of a frontline war veteran. He looked at the farmhouse at the top of the dirt driveway and frowned, his square jaw jutting out. "This is the place?" "It is, Father." Sister Genevieve...

Pulling a Train Ch. 02

by CJ Wilde on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Chapter 2: The Following Weekend Waking up about 11:00 AM the next day I took an inventory of myself and everything was still attached, except of course my virtue. My cunt wasn't sore like I expected. I had showered before bed the night before so I really felt clean and rested. Randy, that's a good name for him because he is randy at sex and I love him for...

Masters Coming Home Pissed

by neckerchief on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Teri hurried to get the dishes done. Master didn't require them to be done until bed time, but he'd called earlier in the day and told her he was having a bad day. That usually meant that she was going to be punished when he got home. She smiled to herself as she rinsed the last glass. Sometimes it really was punishment, but when he called in advance, it was...

A Tale of Two Cindys

by archibael on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It was a day much like any other. Robert had come to her that evening, made her beg for him, and fucked her until she was pleasantly sore. Afterward, as she lay dazed in a cloud of afterglow, he told her that they would be having a guest this weekend. "Topher or Elaine?" she'd replied. Those were their two most frequent playmates. "Neither. She's someone...

Tales in Slavery Ch. 03

by inka on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

Cid smiled as he turned on his heels to retrieve his plate of chicken from the kitchen. I heard my Master and Cid speaking quietly in the kitchen. A few moments later Master passed back though the dining room, the still sleeping slave cradled in his arms. My Master smiled almost lovingly at me, pausing mid-stride as I took a bite of the incredibly tender chi...

How I Met my Master

by empress_of_blandings on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

"Noooooooooooooooooooo!" That was the sound of me heading for trouble. Little did I know how sweet, how thrilling and how so sinfully satisfying this new trouble would be. Looking back now, I don't really remember what it was that I had been yelling about. Not that it matters. All that matters is that my penchant for wagering had landed me in soup once agai...