I cuff him and tie him spread-eagled to the bed. I take out the piercing gear and lay it out... the 14 gauge needles, clamps, antiseptic, anticipating the pain he would be in soon. He is nervous, this is the first time I have restrained him for a piercing. I lean down to kiss him, soft, gentle kisses, he returns them hesitantly. "It will be fine, baby," I r...
WARNING: This story contains serious pain and sadomasochism. If that is not your thing, please find another story. * Tarron regained consciousness slowly. His mind was fogged from the tranquilizer dart that had brought him down. He became aware of pain in his joints and wrists, tried to curl and realized that his arms were tightly bound above him, body han...
This is the second of a series of "Session Diaries" inspired by sessions with pro-Dommes in Manhattan in the late 1990s. I waited, naked, on my knees leaning forward with my head and hands on the floor. The room was a windowless space in an industrial loft in Midtown. One harsh light shone down from the high ceiling. When the sound of her boots clicking a...
There were no longer any secrets. Her belly was so round, the skin so taut; there was no question that in several days she would become a mother at the sweet age of 20. Complaining that she couldn't sleep, she often drifted off in the middle of the day when watching TV, listening to a conversation. Everything about her cried out white dream. She was a white...
Chapter 12 The Science of Abuse Daphne Maxwell and Hector Ceballos rose from the leather sofa as a young woman in prison uniform walked into the reception foyer. Pamela Clayton strode across the pristine white tiles with a firm athletic tread that reminded Daphne of Rosa Ortiz. The uniform of tight skirt, white blouse and dark blue tie was not as revealing...
Friday, the 8th Mai Ling was just removing the last of the needles as I woke up. Tai Soo was not in the room this time. When I mentioned her absence, Mai Ling told me that Tai Soo was not allowed to watch. The treatment was an ancient oriental secret and she was not permitted to teach it to anyone until their time came. Mai Ling adjusted the table as she...
I hang suspended above My Lord, waiting on his first awakening of the day. He slowly opens his eyes, smiling to see the worthless piece of shit dangling over him, waiting. His magnificent cock is already erect, and without warning - although this useless cunt should need no such warning, since he does this every morning - My Lord rams his rampant cock into...
I pushed the shop door open. A small bell jingled my arrival. I looked around the strange shop fearfully. Was I ready for this? Nobody was behind the counter, a reprieve. I was about to open the door again and let myself out when a Chinese man appeared from the back wearing a medical style white coat. I took a deep breath and told him what I was there for....
Nipplemania: - An Advanced Guide for Pain-sluts and Their Partners NOTE: This article is for entertainment purposes only. The author assumes absolutely no responsibility or liability resulting from employment of any of the thoughts expressed herein. * After spanking, nipple torment is probably the most widely practiced S &M activity. It runs the gamut fr...
My local restaurant has a little secret. It is well hidden behind the walls. The walls are one of those irregular outlines of an old building that has over time morphed together with the building next to and might have the foundation of a building that used to stand there. It's more akin of an old European city, where the medieval inner city grew organically...