Dear Mistress, Though I am writing this for an audience, consider this a part of my submission. I can think of a no more humiliating or degrading act of sexual subservience than to broadcast my status as a bitch, slut, whore or whatever name you chose to call me. My readers may assume this is a rhetorical device. Let me spare a moment to reassure them. T...
This is a story that was relayed to me by my friend Jeff. We both hope you enjoy it. ********* This story contains various fetish activities. ********* The first day was busy, not knowing where to look first, with so many people enjoying their fetishes out in the open for all to see. I must admit, my own favorite fetish, pee fun, was plentiful among man...
After a long, relaxing flight, we land safely in St. Lucia. We are immediately welcomed by the lush landscaping, crystal blue waters and heaven-reaching mountains. Daddy escorts me off of the plane, guiding me with his hand on the small of my back; my beautiful rhinestone leash cascades over my shoulder and down my back, and my ID tag glows against the bri...
We stepped from our air-conditioned bungalow and immediately the heat, heavy with humidity, sucked the sweat from our pores like a pump. Our shirts had growing dark, wet spots before we had taken 10 steps. We walked across the courtyard and into another building. When we walked in, the air-conditioning quickly started evaporating the sweat from our bodies....
When they arrived at her house he put his things in the basement, and joined her upstairs in the bathroom. "Slave, get naked, have you ever drank urine?" "No, Mistress never." "Well, your toilet training is starting now. On your knees, I will straddle your open mouth and pee in it, when your mouth is full, touch me, I will stop the flow. You will keep it...
********** A continuation of my initial story, the next morning... ~~~~~~~~~~ Zombe: a black rubber o-ring type bracelet worn locally, either on wrists or ankles (or both in my case, I have an oversized one that I wear as a necklace too). ********** I wake early the next morning, Seductress and the sissy are still asleep, the sissy and I are snuggled in...
This is a story about male submission to his Massage therapist mistress and her two girls. Parts of the story are drawn from real life experiences. It is written in first person from my point of view as a male slave. In the story I am in my 30's. I stand 6 foot tall with a handsome face, a swimmers body, with an ass that both men and women want, sensual brow...
Copyright (c) 2011-2018 by darwin1859. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. I wrote this story a very long time ago, inspired by "The Lesson" by slave bree, which I cannot find online anymore. This story starts the same way before veering off in a different direction. The unique capitalization was...
Author's Note: In the previous chapter Robert managed to, through much wit and guile, lure out his girlfriend's latent dominant side. But can he handle his queen's newfound love for domination or will she be too much for him? ***** Chapter Two: The Coronation of Queen Olivia Wednesday: Experimentation Robert woke up the following morning feeling in g...
I could not sleep all night as every time I drifted off I would start into a nightmare of being abused by my Mother's bull William. I kept waking up screaming, in a cold sweat. Mid way through the night Kayla crawled into bed with me as she heard me through the wall. "What's wrong sweetie?" she asked so tenderly that I felt that she really cared. I explain...