"Ten strokes to each buttock. Count them, slave." I could barely get out "Yes, Mistress, " before she started, ten hard strokes to my left cheek in quick succession. I winced from the white hot pain she inflicted. Mercifully, it was over quickly. "Mmm...that's looking nice and red.....and now the other side..." She did not move, simply reached around and...
King Edward stood watching from the rampart wall as the burghers of Calais approached escorted by his heralds and a detachment of men at arms. “Silly Burghers,” he said, more to himself than to his Queen. “Why are they silly?” she asked. “I think it is very noble of them to offer their lives for the lives of the townspeople.” “It would be, Phillippa – if...
Enslaved in Berlin, Horace's miniscule remains of dignity, were once again taken to their lowest reserve as an audience of women including his sadistic Mistress and the fur clad Frau Luckner, gave spiteful applause at Heidi's demonstration of both her physical and sexual superiority over him, on the polished gymnasium-like floor of the upper room. He'd quick...
Standing in the kitchen, right in front of the big window. That's all Taylor could do, because she has a pole with a vibrating dildo on it right in her vagina, and her legs are strapped to the pole. The pole has been bolted to the floor, so she knows she's not gonna be moving any time soon. Her arms are tied above her head to the ceiling, and her ponytail is...
The first time I saw Winter she was riding Summer into the cold concrete floored antechamber. Winter was tall and thin and had shoulder length hair the color of pearl. She wore a noose around her neck that ran down between her jutting collar bones, the hard nipples of her flat chest, the blue veined abdomen and sharp pelvic girdle. The frayed rope ended betw...
Barker inhaled the distinct fragrance of saline air as the van began its descent on the other side of a hill it had struggled to ascend, the road snaking down into the leafy Dorset countryside, before beginning to ascend a smaller but more prominent hill below it. Thelma put her hand on his crotch and felt the swell of his cock, smiling as she teased the bel...
Witches and wizards never die. They are here now and are here to stay. ...And so isn't Satan. Founded in 1623 with a population of about 41,000, as taken by the 2010 census, Salem, Massachusetts is a city in Essex County of about eighteen square miles. Nearly all the homes are more than one hundred years old and there are many houses that are more than two...
Author's Note All characters appearing in this work are over the age of 18 and are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Foreword If you haven't already read The Headmaster's Office and Fantasy Night, now might be a good time to do so. It provides the back story for Belinda, Mr Gallows and Rupali; much of whi...
"Who's that," I said, as we walked down the hall. "Her? You can't afford her," said Marissa. "Besides you've got a date with a switch. So, let's try to focus shall we?" she said. "Yes, yes of course ma'am," I said. For the price of $100 an hour, once a month for the past year, I had had the extreme pleasure of having my hide tanned real good by Marissa. In...
I walked into the donut shop, still buzzed from the most exhilarating sex session I had ever experienced. I have read over the years about torture of women on devices called wooden horses, but never thought I would have the chance to ride one in my own bedroom. My master spent an hour getting me turned on, teasing my nipples and clit, pinching and biting m...