A 1688 word short story about a game we played introducing one another to the wondrous joy of abject sexual submission. Lisa and Jamie were 19, Eva 20, George and Paul 21. *** We were born in turbulent times, and we grew up during the war that wasn't an "official" war in Vietnam, it dominated our childhood and the resulting economic downturn dominated our...
Bonnie was serving at his meeting. Bare-assed and ball-gagged, the wooden yokes around her neck keeping her upper arms parallel to the floor; her strawberry blonde hair that normally fell to the middle of her back was draped over the back of it. The wrist holes too small for her to turn them, keeping her palms facing forward. A tablet was strapped to her...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * This story was inspired by the recent news about the NXIVM secret society, DOS. The lead character, Maggie, is desperate to rejuvenate her marriage to her husband of many years. She is befriended by a couple who are members of the cult. By the time Maggie realizes what the cult really...
"I can't believe I'm doing this." Emily could only think about how fucked up her situation was right now. And all because she thought that one of the hottest chicks in her senior year had wanted to bang. Emily wasn't an ugly girl, far from it in fact. What she was lacking was confidence as a closeted lesbian. Short in stature and kind of boyish in physique...
It had long been established that for the set of personality traits the captive presented, the best results would be achieved if she was allowed to exercise some choice regarding her enslavement, albeit limited to alternatives that coincided with the objective of preparing her for her new station in life. Thus, her own choices and deepest desires established...
WARNING, do not repeat any of the acts I describe here. They were stupid and dangerous and could have resulted in serious injury or death. This is a true personal account of how I got involved with BDSM and electric play as an ignorant person blind to the potential deadliness of my homemade toys. This story is not encouragement to try anything it describes a...
Jella stood at her post in the crowded dining hall. Her long, slender, coltish legs were outgrowing the simple linen shift that was her only garment, though her breasts were small and undefined. Chestnut locks framed grey eyes that bespoke her northern origins. She held herself erect at her station, but (as usual) her thoughts were far away. Philip had just...
Over the next few days I repeatedly pleasured myself as I studied the lovely cursive AC brand Agatha Crush had shown me. I couldn't stop wondering about how it might look on my bottom. Fortunately there were plenty of videos on the web about how to create a temporary tattoo. By scanning the image of Professor Crush's AC monogram I was able to transfer a basi...
Chapter one Samantha and Karen had set up the two meetings; they were both with friends of theirs, both with domme tendencies. My role was purely to take notes, at the first meeting I was introduced to their friend Louise as their secretary which I clearly found embarrassing, both Karen and Samantha both appeared to inadvertently used the word 'she' rather...
Preparations for Afternoon Tea Director's cut * Scene One: Backstage "Ah, there you are my pretty pet! All nice and comfy on your pretty perch, are we?" I hear Miss Debra's cheerful voice from behind me. I scan the large, ornate, gold-framed mirror hanging on the wall before me, straining my corseted neck to determine her whereabouts. I quickly spot the...