It was a calm sunny day. i had gotten all of the housework done in a reasonable amount of time. Master works until 5pm i make sure i have supper on the table. By the time Sir walks in the door, i am on my knees wearing nothing but my collar, waiting by the front door. Sir looked like he had a long day. He looked at me and gave me a little smile as he said...
Author's note This story was co-written with another author called Vintage. *** Lillian Garcia was very nervous. She'd been informed by her boss Eric Bischoff that he was unsatisfied with her work as RAW's ring announcer and until further notice she was a backstage interviewer again and her first interviewee was none other than the new WWE women's champi...
Copyright 1999 - 2010 Revised 2010 I love reading and writing dialogue, from Jack London and Ernest Hemmingway, to William Faulkner, Elmore Leonard and Eudora Welty. To me, dialogue places one IN the scene. Often times, when dialogue is extremely well written, I can HEAR the characters talking to me. And so, I've tried to emulate these writers by attemptin...
I was anxious, it was my first time with a dominatrix. I walked up to the door and knocked. A gruff voice answers, "What the fuck do you want?" Is he a bouncer or pimp? I wondered. "Is this the, uh, right house for, um..." The doors opens. "Yes it's the right fucking house. You bring your money?" He interrupts. "Um, uh yeah" I stammered, fumbling in my p...
Ok this story was written by request for a girl that was into extreme verbal abuse, humiliation, and degradation. It is not for everyone but if you are into total surrender and submission then you may like this one. Just a warning that for some, it is extreme and for you real sick bastards, by your standards it may seem tame. Enjoy: It was one of those hot...
This is a story from the sissy's wife. Telling you a story that happen a few weeks ago and it was orgasmic! So late one Saturday night I put my sissy bitch in a teddy, nylons, cock cage and a jeweled anal plug under his pants and shirt and headed out to the casino. I am not ready dress him out in public yet, but I am getting close. I decide to slut mysel...
"Good morning bitches." This phrase, quickly followed by a hard slap to Lita's face and a rough pinch to Trish's nipple caused the WWF divas to slowly blink their eyes open to see a naked Torrie and Stacy kneeling over them with menacing smiles on their faces. "You sluts are awake, finally." Stacy said. "Yeah, we called you at least twice. We must have re...
When I look in the world today, a lot of what I see shocks me. Human beings have made lots of advances technologically but people haven't changed. It doesn't matter what clothes they wear, what type of car they drive or anything of the sort. Deep down inside, they're all the same. Bastards will be bastards. And bitches will be bitches. The sad thing is that...
Author's note: This story was co-written with another author called Vintage. *** A firework display goes off in the arena as Monday Night RAW begins in front of the live crowd. "Good evening everyone, I'm Good O'l JR, and beside me is my partner, Jerry "the King" Lawler, as tonight will be a RAW for the history books!" "You said it JR, can you believe i...
It was Friday 12pm and James arrived at LaGuardia airport all ready to board his Delta Airways flight to Boston. He was due to go away for the weekend on business and he was not happy about it. He was not happy about it at all. And the cause for his unhappiness was solely down to one person: his beautiful young wife, Victoria. Victoria, his 21 year old blond...