Mistress Dana fought back tears of frustration. How could she have allowed herself to come into this situation. Clad in a slave's latex catsuit, collared, arms locked helplessly behind her back and having just begged into a microphone to be totally and completely broken, humiliated and degraded by a younger Mistress? And in a moment of total clarity her min...
The doorbell rings. Have set the door ajar. Put the mask on and attach the nipple clamps. Blindfold myself and start to masturbate. Stop as soon as Mistress Catja comes in. "Here I am again filthy slut." "Yes Mistress." "Go on, masturbate, or have you already done that filthy slut?" "No Mistress." "That's the way! Make me proud. Continue until I have M...
I woke at 6 AM to the sound of my alarm, an hour before mistress. Though the cupboard under the stairs was hardly luxury, I couldn't help but feel I was the luckiest slave in the world. I began my morning chores, scrubbing and cleaning the kitchen, before loading mistress' laundry into the washing machine. I then began to hand wash her panties, a task I reli...
Erotica Writings collection of short Bdsm stories. The Punisher Lisa's head hung down as her long brown hair covered her face as the only thing holding up her nude body was the chains that restrained her wrist. "Did you piss yet?" The Punisher asked her. "No sir, I have been holding it as you told me to do." She said with a voice that was becoming weak a...
Divine Mistress Catja, Having right now an extra air mattress so I can lay on the mattress. This way your slut is able to present its analcunt on better height to serve you. Doing blowjobs goes deeper and deeper in my throat. Hoping your whore is allowed to deepthroat you while you're standing. Your slut found yesterday a perfect nylon which one I will wea...
My wife doesn't know about my sessions. She can never know. We live a very normal life. Too normal. Our sex is bland. It's always the same thing. Thanks to the internet, I have realized that I am interested in a lot of strange things. Karen would never understand. So I have my sessions with Mistress Nikki to get what I need sexually. It doesn't always involv...
And then it began in earnest. Naked, with an erection like I was a 19 year old, kneeling before my toilet like an intoxicated throne worshiper, my face hovering about an enormous shit log of my own as it bends about in the cold toilet water, touching both sides—already its brown, smearing the white porcelain, and its smell, filling the bathroom with an other...
Warning- the following contains elements of bloodsport, watersport, scat, menstruation and noncon/reluc, as well as derogatory racial, ethnical and religious references. If any of this offends you--go on, read the story, you know you want to, so you can leave a snarky comment and drop a one-bomb. All participants are over the age of 18 years. All character...
Mouche is a character who appears frequently in my BDSM stories. Readers there seem to be fond of her, and some have asked me about her background. I've been reluctant to write about that, though, for several reasons: first, her story is rather somber compared to what I usually write; second, most BDSM readers aren't terribly fond of her kink (coprophagia);...
I flipped open my laptop and opened my e-mail. I was tired, all I wanted to do was pull my covers around me and fall asleep, but there was an e-mail waiting for me that I couldn't ignore. The subject line stared at me. I pushed away the wrecking ball of guilt that always came with these messages. "Slut," the subject line read, "this happens before you sleep....