Now here is a sticky one. What constitutes abuse? Some might say that having to wear a thong was abuse, or being made to do dishes, or having a water restriction on bathing their much loved front lawn. Abuse may indeed be in the eye of the beholder. For myself, tie me up and whip a few pints out of me, and I will be less than a happy camper. For another, th...
~~~~~~Part I - The Offer~~~~~~ He watched his precious slut as she walked around the room, being the hostess at another of his parties. She seemed confidant, at ease with herself, with her place in his house, and in his heart. She was so different than the shy, demure woman he had taken into his life just a little over a year ago. She had been in a rotten...
I would like to thank "the-apocalypse" for proofreading my story. He has been of great help. My name is John. I am retired and live in a very rural area. My story is a bit on the strange side. My granddaughter and her new husband have been my guests for the last month. They are still on their honeymoon. Now, this may seem strange, and it probably is. Ma...
It had to happen. Sooner or later it had to happen. This did not mean Maureen had to like it... even though she enjoyed every moment. Smiling, she started her car and drove home, remembering last night... * * * * It was an invitation she could not refuse. Spending the night drinking and watching movies with a trusted friend. Michael always had interesting...
Hot and turbulent. That's definitely how you'd describe their relationship. It went from the first meeting to bed partners in less than an hour – the chemistry was so powerful. The sex was spectacular. She was insatiable. He satisfied her – no one ever had. Three times a day on a slow day – both hungry – both taking – both giving – the pleasure immeasura...
Continuing story of June and her decent into kink and BSDM After two excellent sessions with June, I new I had found myself a true submissive slut, she was ready for anything I could think of and had shown a true enjoyment when there was pain mixed with pleasure. It was time to go shopping, I finished work the following day and headed off to Cold Storag...
(C) 2006 Rachel Gumm. Thanks to Stephen Strange for the original idea. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. I welcome feedback, and try my best to reply to it all. You can e-mail me at the address in my profile. * From the comfort of the bed, Adrian looked Claire up and down, taking in the captivatin...
Please note that this and my other works are mainly fantasy and should not be read by those not into heavy BDSM. This is the first of the new "slave william and slave michelle" adventures. Some scenes are close to reality that I have experienced and all are others are ones that I would like to experience first hand. If you dislike my writings, please be matu...
*Writer's note - in this story, the characters from Crawl are developed a bit further, during a longer BDSM scene. The first/second person is maintained along with the immediacy of present tense so readers can insert themselves into the story. For some reason my movements are constricted when I try to roll over. In a blur of sleep to awake awareness, I...
He bent down and kissed my cheek. Immediately, from the touch of his lips and his smell, I knew that he was the man I could never forget. The man who now lived in my darkest fantasies. He was the man that had taken me to the height of sexual ecstasy and back three different times and he was standing before me, only now he had a name and a face. TWO YEARS EA...