Amesbury ordered me to start serving the canapes. And as I stood in silent horror, Mistress, Barletta, Lyndsay and the other free women at the table began to debate the merits of punishing me for being a bad daughter. I hesitated but then obeyed, cringing anew at every order, as Mistress Barletta, Amesbury and Lyndsay forced me to display my naked body in...
This is a story of what happens when Master's slave girl doesn't keep up to date on her work. It is a true story. i have only written it to end my punishment and be allowed an orgasm. As i write it, my punishment continues. i had an insurance claim to file. Master was out of town but called me to ask if i had finished it. "No Sir," i admitted, distracted,...
A Laura Grant Story I could not believe that I was standing completely naked before Mr. Millibrand's large imposing desk. My clothes, which I had reluctantly removed a few moments earlier, were folded neatly on a chair at my side. I could see his dark eyes looking at me over the top of his small bifocal glasses, taking in the delights of my young exposed bo...
You should never have thrown out my old leather jacket. I've had the jacket since high school. Not that I wear it all that often (it had gotten a bit too tight if you want to know the truth), and I know you've been riding me for years to get rid of it. But I never actually agreed to throw it out, and I was shocked when I went looking for it and you casually...
After I had fucked Madison and the last man in the line had fucked Romy, the mayor and the sheriff escorted us to seats in the shade under a large oak tree on the village green. The mayor, still stark naked, sat beside Romy and fondled her breasts and pussy as he spoke to us explaining the local sex customs. The deputies thoughtfully placed naked Madison bes...
Note: This story contains elements of exhibitionism, non-consent, BDSM, group sex and fetish. Overall, I think the BDSM element is strongest. Hopefully I posted this in the correct category. English is not my first language, so please forgive any (hopefully) minor grammatical errors. Or not; you can always let me know, and I'll try to do better next time....
Chapter 3: The Training As my relationship with Cindy progressed, she began to test the depths of that relationship. Some of the tests were overt, and overtly physical. Other tests were subtle, mostly mental. The majority of the tests were a combination of physical and mental attributes. For instance, we both enjoyed working out and lifting weights. We wor...
This is a continuation of the Sherry's Test Series. It will make more sense if it is read in order but each chapter stands on its own. This chapter contains light spanking and humiliation.. It does NOT contain any hardcore sex. It is mainly about submissive females and dominant males. This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and t...
My name is Allison Brand, and I'm a model. For the past four years, I've been a fashion model. I've modeled blue jeans, skirt-suits, sportswear, swimwear, lingerie, just about every sort of type of clothing they sell in America. And then, my roommate Chloe stepped in and interfered. Chloe has something of a twisted and playful sense of humor. In additi...
Velda stood before the headmaster's desk and looked at him in horror. He had to be kidding, but she knew deep down that she had pushed him a little too far this time. Also, she had to admit that the punishment did fit the crime. Velda was a rebel; she was leader of the pack. She had been up before Mr. Bingham on more than one occasion for school uniform vio...