I locked eyes with his. He smiled a delightfully evil grin and kept up his slamming pace, his cock tearing her ass up, and I loved it. I see my man owning another bitch and looking at me, and I just gush. It's so hot. And that was the hottest yet. I moved down under her and on my way down, I stopped to bite her nipples. Her exhausted whimper of enjoyment w...
My take on the 750-word story. All the standard disclaimers about sex, violence, etc., apply here. All the usual restrictions apply. Copyright 2019 all rights reserved to me. I was in my third year of college when my parents died. They were hit by a semi that had crossed the divider into their lane. It seems the driver was over on hours and drugging to k...
Greetings Master, Punishment is never a good thing, yet it absolutely corrects negative behavior, hence seems to be a necessary thing. How does it make a slave feel? Heck Master, what does it not make her feel? Yes, girl will do this correct this time, but every story needs a beginning and here is girls. During the journey she takes within her slavery, man...
We're going to dinner this evening but she insists we become intimate "her way" first. The bed has a headboard but no footboard, only the double-twin metal box-spring frames. She ties my legs, well apart, on each side of the headboard, my arms, to each side of the foot of the bed-frame, my head barely supported by the joining of the double-twin mattress. A...
After the crazy collaring weekend, our home life shifted slightly back to some form of normalcy. Master would send us occasional texts, orders, etc., but overall there was nothing significant that was transpiring and in fact Miss Jenny seemed sad that more activity was not taking place. At work it was a bit of a different story...Master was his typical domin...
* I write articles about my sexual adventures with my Master, and this is my second attempt! I love documenting parts of our filthy, naughty, depraved sessions because it allows me to replay every sordid detail in my mind. What turns me on the most is knowing that people reading it might get turned on... Master told me that I was in for a treat tonight. H...
Down the corridor Lynn knew something was watching her and waiting patiently for her to go to sleep. She just needed to stay awake a few hours and it would be dawn and she would be safe. The beautiful 200-year-old cottage had sounded like such a good deal when she bought it. Hand carved shutters and a beautiful rose garden growing in the backyard. The kitche...
Greetings all, I again wish to thank all who have read, voted, and commented on this series. This story is a work of fiction and fantasy. The events depicted did not and should not happen in real life. Any similarities to real persons are strictly coincidental. I also need to state that everyone in this chapter is above the age of 18. I also wish to thank...
I came home from the conference on the red eye landing in LAX after midnight. I didn't dare wake Karen up so I took a cab all the way home to the valley, you don't want to know what it cost me. It had been a brutal trip after a long day and I was exhausted. Once I was in our apartment, I didn't even turn on the front room light and just walked down the hall...
Eve and I opened our manila envelopes. The 32 amendment was set to go into effect at midnight, and now we would figure out what end we would be on. The night before we had hastily married two nights before, to ensure that whichever way it went, we would not be split up. I read mine first. "Congratulations Mark Smith, you have been selected as a slave...." I...