[Author's note: This story was originally posted in "Lesbian Sex", but due to the heavy sadomasochistic themes of the series, I have moved it to "BDSM".] ***** --Dr Isabella Pacetti's Notes: To recap: Katy has introduced Sophie to the cellar of Mrs Alderney's house, a room which is effectively a dungeon. Unable to explain her motivation, confused by her n...
Author's Note: Read Chapter 1 first. This chapter does contain some violence. ***** -Gale- I jumped awake at the sound of my phone vibrating on the hard wood of my bedside table. I didn't hesitate a second, grabbing it and checking it. My vision was blurred, but I made out the text nonetheless: SAVE ME! I could all but hear the desperation in those two wr...
You had met him on the Internet, this Will. He had the heart of a poet and a kind soul like you'd never experienced before. It probably would have ended right there if you hadn't been so bold. You had sent him your picture and he had come back with this ridiculous remark of wagering that women as beautiful as you would walk right past a man like him, never t...
Prelude: Slave university cheerleaders had a lot of important rules and regulations they had to live by. One of the most important, however, was that they had to maintain their grades and not miss any practices or performances without a doctor's note from the school physician. Other rules were in place as well, both to protect the girls, and to make the sla...
**Thank you all for coming this far with me on this twisted love story. Based on recent feedback, I thought it was probably time I added an author's forward. This tale, like those that preceded it, is a work of kinky fiction. As such, I have taken certain liberties with the male anatomy, and the function of ball stretchers and cock rings. These were taken st...
So a week later I found myself driving home, strangely at piece with what I was. I was a slut. And not just any slut, I was Jakes slut. I didn't go home, but went directly to Jakes house. As soon as I climbed out of the car the door swung open and Jake was standing there glaring at me. "Where the hell have you been!" He demanded, running down the stairs. "...
Sluts look prettiest on their knees, looking up at their Superiors wide eyed, scared but aroused. You're aroused with your mouth open, warm and wet, while you think about getting penetrated and used properly, how sluts are meant to. Does that make your cock leak? Thinking about another mans cock in your mouth, while you look up at him and relinquish your pow...
I don't know how long I lay in the white room. A loud bang woke me. I felt tingly all over, like my limbs were finally beginning to thaw out. I tried turning but again I couldn't move. "Good morning, Katie," a voice rang out behind me. I could hear a scratching sound and, of course, the whoosh whoosh whoosh. I tried moving my head, but she was out of sight...
Mike pulls the leather jacket down off her shoulders, leaving her arms imprisoned in their sleeves, tightly zipped, and then exposes her lush full heavy breasts, and her hugely hard nipples. "Glad to see you wore nothing underneath," he observes, before pulling her long thick hair and head back hard. He kneels in front of her, and sees she has soaked the l...
I left the bar hand in hand with my latest victim, leading him at a brisk pace. I was impatient, and he said his apartment was seven or eight block away, so I nearly ran as I dragged him along. I had slipped away from my friends at the bar; they were used to such disappearances, but had yet to discover why I snuck off so often. Of course... everyone reading...