Let me help you understand my views on this. Dom/sub relationships are not about the bondage or the spanking or calling one Sir - or the other any sort of pet names - but it more on the way that two people interact. There are some assumptions that can be made - but then while interacting - no assumptions should be made - that is where you need to find out yo...
She was in position as He had instructed: her hands grasping the edge of the kitchen table, her feet wide apart. She was naked, naturally, He required that even in the dead of winter. The heating bills were atrocious, but well worth the expense to have her naked, available and eager at all times. He knew she hated the cold, so he made sure to keep the house...
This is a true story and all persons are over the age of 21 as the club in question was also. i hope you all enjoy a night that i recall with a bit of fondness. please vote leave comment with pointers good or bad all are useful to this budding writer. thank you. oxoxoxox NaughtyRednekPrnces * She was to be punished tonight she had broken a major rule...
From the minute she walked in I knew I was in for it. Her eyes were gleaming as she walked to the kitchen and grabbed a big glass of water. "Get in there and on your back," she said, pointing at the bedroom. I lay down, with my head right in the middle of the bed. She came in still holding the glass and took several large swallows before climbing up on the...
I have already mentioned, I inherited my house from my Uncle, along with his extensive library of erotic literature and his 'Cabinet of Curiosities' a true sadists delight. Zack and Stacy, who live one house along have already savoured what I have to offer. Once is never enough and they have pestering me to allow them to try out my hobby room. I must admit...
Zack and I wake at the same time, his morning hard on pushing firmly against my stomach. My hand goes to it and I slowly jerk him off, he responds by trying to pleasure me. I stop him and make it clear that would have to wait until tomorrow, today my body belongs to Stacy. He leans back and enjoys the sensation between his legs; he orgasms hard and the cum t...
June 12th 10.30 I was panting waiting there. Tied to that scabby armchair, gagged and cock restrained, waiting as She busied herself unseen behind me. It was a heady mixture of arousal and jealousy that was filling my body like a beautiful, noxious gas. After all it was my idea. I had been used very hard by Her all week anyway. And they were having to pay...
As he scanned the room, his eyes were immediently drawn to her. She was sitting on a barstool, drinking a glass of dark red wine. She was wearing black thigh high leather boots and a short, tight, very low cut, red lace dress, and, he saw, nothing underneath. Her long, straight black hair hung down to her waist. He smiled to himself, knowing that his charms...
I lay waiting on my bed, halfway drifting off, waiting for my lover to walk into the room. Finally, I hear the door latch snick. My pussy immediately starts to get slick, getting ready for all that he'll do to it. I hope. It's dark in my room, lit only by candlelight, but I know he can easily see my pale body against the soft, dark sheets. Without a word, h...
There she is, smiling as she walks toward the car, grinning ear to ear, giggling happily when she sees me. She slides in beside me, touching my hand when she's settled. "What kept you?" I ask. "Things" with a pouty look, "Just busy." "Don't forget to buckle up. You're sitting on the belt." She sits forward and reaches back, fumbling for a seat belt. Whe...