Chapter 2. The Slave pushes her Master's buttons Saturday I was drifting between asleep and awake, something was different. There was a strange sensation. The hairs on my chest were being touched. There was a strange hand on my cock. I had an arm round smooth shoulders. I finally came awake with the memory of... Jessica, there was a girl, a young woman in...
Authors Note: Taking every ones POV to heart, I pulled Sarah and her perspective out of the story and made her own chapter. Though mostly a boring recap in my mind, it is a much needed chapter with some added flair. Too much to put in the previous chapters and too little as a chapter of its own, is my thought. Combining it with the next chapter was too big b...
Naked Candice, still lying on the floor of Agape's study that Sunday morning after the party, woke up about ten minutes after Camilla had laid Candice's dress over her body to cover it. Nigrovum almost automatically relieved Candice of her hangover and discomfort from all the drugs she'd done the night before. She looked over to her left and saw Father Josia...
She cowered in the corner of the room, straining against the ropes that bound her hands behind her back and her ankles together. The chiffon and lace of the gown she'd been forced into rubbed against her plump thighs, the soft sounds of the material echoing in the empty chamber. Her tongue brushed against the red rubber ball in her mouth, the leather strap k...
"What were they like - the others?" Melanie asked as they lay, still glistening, upon the rumpled sheets, curious about Darrin's mysterious past. "It's hard to say," he mused. "Beautiful, aggressive, wild." She had asked before about his past experiences, but he had always been evasive. "Wild in what way? What did they do?" "Oh, you know - athletics, grou...
Nechole was excited but a bit intimidated at the prospect of working for the Wilsons. Everyone had heard about the infamous Wilsons. They were an old-fashioned couple, wealthy with "old money" and a bit extravagant. Their wealth often led them to believe that they were above the law. They were very demanding and expected perfection in every aspect of their l...
a BDSM fantasy by The Technician (An epilogue / explanation follows this final chapter) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = It's so nice to be insane No one asks you to explain Radio by your side, Angie Baby Angie Baby, you're a special lady Living in a world of make-believe Well, maybe... Well, maybe... From the song "Angie...
Author's note: The following was written for someone special and I decided to share it on here. It's my first period piece, so go easy on me. Also, I classified this as BDSM instead of Nonconsent/Reluctance since it does deal with many BDSM elements and play. The young woman's muffled gagged screams for help fill the cold desolate interrogation room. Alli h...
Dear Shoeblossom: Having enjoyed so many of your letters from BDSM enthusiasts in the States, I thought I would tell you about my husband, Conrad, the Canadian Cuckold. (Catchy?) My husband Conrad and I are at the Levinger's party, socializing, but of course he is almost ignoring all the other women there, he just gazes earnestly, plucking my arm...he is i...
After pushing the elevator button at O Industries, stepping in and taking a moment to nod pleasantly at the other people filing in around her, Krystal wondered again how in hell she'd ever landed a job, a very well-paying job – she reminded herself – that focused solely on sexual gratification, specifically what got people off the hardest and the best. Wor...