You're always in charge. It's your place. I abide by the rules you set. It's how we do things. It's what makes you happy. It's what keeps me content. Our commerce is set and we easily exchange. Sometimes you initiate. Sometimes I hint at my neediness, and you respond. You take care of me. Without one touch passed between us, we've been intimate dozens of tim...
I placed slave Rouge's hands on the upper bar of the suspension frame. The metal contraption was painted bright red, the same color as the collar around the slave's neck. I could feel her nervousness. She was pretty much vibrating with it. She had never been fully suspended before. She knew there would be pain, but she was unsure how much of it. She probabl...
She makes a tentative entrance into the room. I observe her from my seat on the couch as she silently begins to strip away her clothing; each item a plate of her armor of dignity. Before she can replace bespoke dignity with the comfort of nudity, she halts undressing. Remaining are her nondescript sports bra and cotton panties. Feeling sexy has no residence...
She stood, not moving, head down, staring uncomprehending at the shackle around her left ankle. Her legs were spread apart and she realized there was a shackle and chain on the right leg as well. The sight caused confusion in her semi-conscious state. She gradually became aware of a burning in her left shoulder. Her arm was pulled up tight over her head. Sh...
Rebecca and Mallory led Katie through a series of escalators and elevators until they reached a special section of parking. Mallory was leading Katie by her American flag styled leash, Katie walking behind with her hands cuffed behind her back. Rebecca took out a set of keys and unlocked their vehicle -- evidently a black van with very clear windows: Katie c...
You're sitting at home one night reading a Stephen King novel. Your mind is racing from the images that are being produced by the words that you read. It's storming outside, but the air is warm...you're only wearing your panties and a large shirt that hangs down past your bottom. You get a brief chill when you hear a knock at the door...shivers run down you...
Prologue She lays spread eagle across the bed with her arms stretched above her each tied to a bed post each ankle strapped down with her knees slightly bent to give easier access to her fuckable holes he just sits there for a few moments in the quiet and watches her squirm, as she tries to figure out a way of obtaining some release. Not only from the binds...
Saturday 2:00 am As he walked into the bedroom with the video camera and the scarves, she shuddered trying to think what more he could possible want. He set up the camera to tape everything that happened on the bed and started toward her. If she had known beforehand that he was going torment her for as long as he had so far she probably would have thought t...
Chapter 3 - Lying down on the job Victor led the way into the hall again, followed by the other guests surrounding Mark who took turns fondling his cock and smooth bollocks (from his careful grooming) and then through another door at the rear of the house. 'This is usually just the downstairs bathroom,' said Stephanie, 'but on our special days we add this...
Rachel and Frank had been going out for a few years and their relationship could still be described as passionate. Typical of young lovers in their twenties living in large cities, bars and friends were a significant aspect of their social lives. Rachel was particularly gorgeous - the typical California girl that you would often see on TV but rarely in rea...