We'd fallen asleep. Without fucking. I should have known then that you had a greater plan. It's not often that we would go to bed without banging. Moving lighter and more gently than I knew you could, you tied ropes to the bed frame, making sure I stayed asleep. You start with my legs, putting slip knots on my feet, so that as I move around, I'll tighten the...
The fact Joe took his nap nude was ideal, but the key to the whole plan, was big thick, ½ inch wide zip-ties. The chains with manacles had already been fastened securely to the centre of the headboard and foot-board of the bed... Joe thought they were for me but Susan and I had it all worked out. Sneaking up on a (hopefully) unsuspecting dominant is nerve-...
You are in the room, waiting for me to arrive. You are naked, you are blindfolded, and you are kneeling at the edge of the bed. You hear the door to the hotel room open, feel the cold air in a shiver over your skin. Muted steps, then the door closes. You hear the sounds of zippers, a coat being hung up. Water runs from the sink briefly, a towel rustles. You...
Her mind was working at so many levels- the thing she was doing, the growing loss of control of her body, the feeling of him in her and behind her. But mostly, she could not understand why the humiliation of what she had become was so incredibly exciting to her. She was kneeling naked on the bed, her laptop computer in front of her and he was behind her, ju...
As she looked through her closet, she wondered what he would want her to wear. Something black, red or maybe purple, probably nothing at all. Her body was in good shape, with long legs and a tight ass, tits pointed high and a lovely face, not a bad combination, she thought to herself. Looking in the mirror, she wondered how this had happened when she had fou...
Having lit the candles in my bedroom you were just turning down my bed covers when you discovered the diary. Opening the leather bound book you began to read a descriptive narrative of a lusty sexual encounter. Entranced your heart races and your nipples are stirred. So involved in your reading you do not hear me enter the bedroom. Slipping up behind you, yo...
I wake up. It's Sunday morning. You aren't in bed. I'm sweaty, my boxers are bunched a little to the side, compressing my hard-on in a painful way. I reach down to set it free. I remembered that we drank two bottles of wine and laughed for hours at the restaurant, then came home and attacked eachother. Goddamn. I remember the Hunger was in me, I was...
You and your brother, Mike were really excited for this weekend because your parents don't usually leave you alone. They also left you in charge because you are the oldest. Mike was always your best buddy and you always ganged up on your sister to have the majority whenever there was a decision to make. Emma , your sister didn't seem excited for the weekend...
A week later, I'm in the limo again headed toward my Master's house. I'm kind of excited and nervous. I'm going to be collared tonight. I'm wondering about the collaring ceremony. Master hasn't explained anything. After the ride up the long driveway, the limo stops and I get out. Master is waiting for me and gives me a long French kiss. "Tonight's the night,...
I look nervously around. Master said that he'd meet me here. But there's nobody here. Maybe he's not coming, after all. Suddenly, I hear a noise behind me. But before I can turn around, I hear a voice as strong hands grip my throat. "Pet, do not turn around. I want you to kneel before me with your hands behind your head and your cheek on the ground"...