I was still reeling from the glow of the fucking I got from Jess's boss days prior when she reminded me that the lawn crew was due back today. For me, this meant I was going to have to be naked and stay in the kitchen area, per her rules. She loved showing off her slut. She told me to take note of how they cut the various parts of the land to see if it was c...
It had been three months since Hannah had first knocked on Tom's door and inadvertently discovered his visit to the mistress. She had known immediately that this was too good an opportunity to miss. He was a fantastic guy, successful and popular, and despite her own good looks, she knew that she lacked the confidence to ever win his attention. Here she had b...
Never run blind. It was a lesson he had always failed. Sometimes blind was all a man could be when he was filled with a blind rage fueled by a blind hate because of a blind love. He continued fastening the buttons on his shirt, staring at her closed bedroom door. He wondered if she would ever come out again, terrified of how she would look at him when she fi...
The phone rings. "Hello sweetmeat, I'm picking up my tools now 20 minutes." "Yes Master." Click. The call has become a code between us. Nothing needs to be said but you know what to do and you know no matter what else you will be ravished and sated before the evening ends. But first you have much to do in the 20 minutes you have available. A quick look...
A man, in the uniform of black breeches, shirt and Casanova mask entered the courtyard behind Lucrezia. In his hand, he held a long cane, with which he carelessly stroked Lucrezia's protruding behind. She struggled, a string of profanities audible only as whimpers. 'You have forgotten your manners, my little one. You are a superb trainer of women, but you m...
He comes to me to be used, to be degraded, to become nothing more than a double-ended piece of pipework. A sly winking poke-point on one end, a gaping wide receptacle on the other, there to catch the slurry of filth my body produces. To feed him. To force him. To make him. His only purpose is to be my human toilet. I do not need him. This isn't abo...
My generous Mistress has given me permission to publish this. My beloved Mistress is a night owl. At midnight she telephones me to prepare myself because she is coming over in 30 minutes. Thrilled by the prospects, I get out of bed, shower and toilet quickly, dress myself and lay out the cuffs, ropes and floggers for her. I know she will want to undress me...
She lay in his arms, cuffs around her wrists and a collar around her neck. They matched in colour, and purpose. She wasn't new to the world, but he was. She had been a slave, a pet, before. But he had yet to become a Master. She loved him as a boy before she loved him as her Master. Things were set to be different from the beginning. She slowly sat up and l...
Before I start the next chapter in my full to total submission and how I was used by Mistress Z, I would like to point out that I'm dressed like the slut I am, I have a pink bra and knicker set, a short denim skirt and a black lacy top on, also my small cock is locked up in its cage and has been for 4 weeks now, because I'm not owned I brought a key service...
Chapter 14: Property Sue woke comfortably on a twin bed, tucked in under warm blankets like a child--at least it seemed that tender at first. Slowly awareness started to creep back in her mind. She remembered being in the stocks last. Oh, yes, her ass was sore, but that was just the first hint of the sensations her body was starting to report. Drawing her a...