A Report Delivered to the Overseer General for Corruption and Damnation, 4th Circle, Hell As generalized disbelief in the supernatural has spread throughout the mortal world, that disbelief being itself a product of Our Lord Satan's successful machinations (see, for example, the human Baudelaire's famous saying), it has been possible for the forces of Hell...
Over the years his knots had gotten stronger. She remembered, fondly, the first time he had bound her. The man was clearly no boy scout, and could do little more than recreate shoelace "bunny ears" on her wrists. She didn't try to escape, but by the end of the fucking the two of them had wound up embraced in a virtual spider web of loose ropes that comicall...
Darkness. Silence. Everything is dark and quiet. You try to move but you can’t. Your arms, legs, hands, head, nothing is moving. In fact, you can’t feel anything. What’s going on?! Where are you?! “Hey there,” you hear a voice somehow both inside and outside your head, but not able to see who or where they are, “I’m sorry to tell you this but… you just died....
Master looks at me as I lay sprawled across the bed, relaxed. He had been finishing some work from his computer, and I quietly observe from the comfort of the bed. When I notice his eyes glance towards me I quickly sit up, assuming an attentive and presenting posture. Master lets out a small laugh. "It's ok slut, you had permission to relax." I smile,...
The area by the window had a padded surface; no doubt Blanche's departed husband and many other enslaved men had been made to kneel for hours at this window, whilst they contemplated their fate on just such an evening as this. The padding would not be for their comfort, it would be there to ensure that their knees functioned when the time came to entertain....
Author's Note: The story below is 100% real. This series is intended to document my journey into submission at the direction of Miss Gia. All participants and activities described below are real. Much of the writing involves the psychological aspects of submission from the perspective of the sub, not just the physical interaction. If you are looking for an u...
All characters are at least 18 years of age * >Chapter 2 -- OMG -- SO FUCKING HUGE!!! OR -- Never Thought Teaching Could Be Like This After the first two weeks of school there was a teacher in service day, so Meagan scheduled a special tutoring day starting at 9:00am that day to tutor 3 of her best new black students from her Senior Math Class -- Marcus,...
Roger Timmons was a different kind of man from most. He grew up in the country on a working farm but he wanted more from life than he could get farming. He went into the Army and served four years as a Combat Engineer. He served a tour in Afghanistan and then a year later one in Iraq. He learned how to fight and honed his abilities to read and lead men. He w...
It had been a long week and I was looking forward to relaxing at home with a cold beer and maybe a pizza. I put my suitcase by the door and wandered into the kitchen for my first brew. The house seemed unusually quiet to me as I popped the top on a Bud Lite. That's when I realized that the damn dog wasn't around. That was pretty unusual. Normally she would...
Gordon watched the pencil-skirted Penny strut into the house with her attaché case, drop this into a chair and strip. She smiled broadly as she returned across the lawn, naked, as though this were routine. Gordon's back stung like hell but his cock rose as even the scent of the three naked women took control of him now. The assertive blonde smiled down at th...