"I'm home," Fiona called out as she walked in the door. "Did everything go okay? You're a bit later than expected." "Ashley was a bit skittish, so it took longer than I expected..." she replied. "Oh, that's right. You took a buddy with you. Is the rule that any time you have to pull your pants down you needed to take a friend?" Frank teased. "I pull my p...
This is the first chapter and is a little tedious without any actual sexual situations. Please bear with it. I needed this to set the stage for following chapters. I promise it will get much better. Also please remember it is only a work of fiction. I welcome critiques both good and bad but if the storyline isn't your cup of tea then don't read it. I see s...
How do you walk away? Simply walk away from a dream? From the lifestyle that you have pursued for two long years? Walk away from a need that is deep inside of you? Turn your back on your own nature? How can you possibly do that and survive? The answer is quite simple really. You face the truth...and it sets you free. Almost two years ago I began to explore...
When we walk into the room, you see the restraints on the bed, and you think you have a pretty good idea where this is going. "If you won't tell me what your limits are, I'll just have to find them myself." There's a hint of mischief in my eyes, and you're wondering if maybe you should be a little scared. You still remember how much your ass hurt after the...
My name is Nicole Boerman, I am a submissive and a unicorn to my Master and Mistress. I am these things willingly, freely and happily. I serve my doms because it gives me pleasure to do so. Their pleasure is my pleasure. I have given myself to them and in taking me they have given themselves to me. My Mistress, Precious who's 25 is the wife and slave of...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. The story, all names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in this story are completely fictitious. No identification with actual persons or places is intended nor should be inferred. Any similarity with real names is only coincidental. This story is intended as entertainment only. * "Hey, Miss Greene. G...
It was early August last year when I first saw the "invitation" in a magazine entitled, simply enough, Best Black Swingers. I had browsed through the magazine on many occasions and found its contents interesting, in the past, but had never been moved to correspond with any of the advertisers. I was just too lazy, I guess or, maybe, I just hadn't been in the...
Tuesday 13th October 1998, Portsmouth Sophie's Flat I return to the flat wearing the red silk scarf on my left wrist. I am also holding in a cardboard tube my signed slave contract. My Master, as that is now how I think of him, has mentioned he will start to send me emails about BDSM etiquette and a sort of BDSM 101. He has told me it is important to look a...
Walking to the bar, I knew what I had to do, but I also knew that my resolve was weak. It had been nearly six months since I had met the woman who would become my mistress in a bar in Wrigleyville. I had known the bartender there for years and she introduced me to Samantha at my request, after warning me that it was a bad idea. I had been looking for a lit...
Six days have passed since he explained what a submissive is and what his expectations would be of one. He's given her a week to think about it. And in the spirit of fairness, he's made it clear she will remain in his house despite her answer. But he wants her, no, needs her to say yes. It will be so much more fulfilling if he knows she wants to be there....