Mistress J had three slaves in her power on this particular evening. She was seated on her throne, dressed in flowing satin robes, alluringly parted at thigh-level to reveal elaborate lacy stocking-tops. The three slaves knelt naked before her. She picked up a clip-board from the coffee table beside her and smiled. She was in a wicked mood. The smile was cau...
"I'm very disappointed in you brigadier... very disappointed." Lady Sally was back at Rudston Hall, 'entertaining' one of her submissive gentlemen, who was secured onto a whipping bench in one of the rooms dedicated to domination and punishment. Indeed, most of the rooms of the house were put aside for that purpose, rendering it a playground for the expr...
Phew, I breathed a huge sigh of relief as I pulled into Four Seasons hotel. I knew I had to hurry, since my hubby was taking me out on the town. He had promised to take me to the best steak house in the city. Then after dinner we were going to go out, looking for the perfect piece of pussy, for me to eat and him to fuck. We were in Dallas and didn't know whe...
Note: This is a chapter of a projected consensual S and M novel. * It was her second day at the Institute. She was stiff, sore, and sticky from yesterday's 'orientation.' After a light breakfast and her normal enema, douche and shower routine, Rose was ordered into her tightest girdle. This wasn't unusual, but her Trainer seemed to be tense, and more abrup...
[Those offended by bodily functions should read no further. Readers will enjoy this story more after reading earlier instalments. All characters are over 18.] * Laura Franklin, who was 25 years old, but looked younger, was having her usual enjoyable time serving as a Prefect at the weekend school. The school met from Friday midday until Monday midday and...
Mistress, My leather bracelet now sits on my bedside table, a reminder of what I was and who you were. It has no purpose now. It sat on my right wrist from the day you acknowledged me as your submissive, a simple declaration that I was indeed yours. I betrayed you and the torment inside grows instead of subsiding. When you rang me I thought I had a reprieve...
(Included in this article are three shaving rituals that the author has participated in. The stories are embellished but I definitely experienced every ritual! These rituals are for adults only and only recommended in a female domination situation. Enjoy!) Ritual 1: Shaving Asscheeks with a Straight Razor! For a mistress shaving her slave can be another wa...
Miranda was blessed with the fuller figure which drew unseen looks from older, wiser males who appreciated what a woman should look like, but some of her peers treated her with scorn; not the 'fashionable' waif like skeleton, younger males and females alike were often cutting with their remarks. As she settled her generous rump on a stool at the bar, many o...
The sound of a door slamming startled her out of her deep slumber. It took a few minutes for the haze in her head to fade away enough that she could remember what was going on. She sat up and the room started spinning and her head was hurting as the memories of last night slowly came back to her. Her owners had some friends over last night and it was her job...
A Mistress tests her slave's devotion My Mistress addressed me. "I have an ambition to get an article published in a learned journal, slave, and I need your help in some research I plan to do for that purpose." "Would you like me to help you write the article, Mistress?" "Certainly not, slave. Don't get ideas above your station. I need you as the subject...