Ever since I was a teenager I've had a fetish about dominant women, and in particular, nurses. Now I'm aware that many people have fetishes and are probable blissfully ignorant as to how they acquired a sexual leaning toward women's feet, or bananas, or gas masks, whatever turns them on. In my case I have no doubts. It was from something I was told in my l...
In Instruction number 1, my Sex Slave had to find a secluded spot on the coastal path and slowly strip herself naked, fondling her lusty body in full view of any ships, or passing yachts, or fishing boats. She doesn't know if anybody saw her as she became more aroused, doesn't know how many pairs of binoculars were trained on her body as her tits jigged up a...
Please read the first chapter otherwise this story will make little sense. ***** From John Bryony, I am happy this week with your cooperation. You really are enjoying the training aren't you? I'd like you to tell me more about your work colleague and why you turned him down. He wants to fuck you doesn't he? Do you want to fuck him? You've already given a...
He took my robe off. I looked away and he started rubbing my tits and then my cock. I started to harder when he moved to my pussy. I groaned as I got wetter. "For a boy, you make such an eager little slut," He whispered in my ear, "I'll just have to parade you around town." He lead me into the bed room and put me into a demi bra and a skimpy pair of pant...
The camera man brought Ava Abrams to their manager's house, a small mansion in a quiet bedroom town only a twenty-minute commute out of the city. On the way Ava was given back her clothes which her colleague had picked up from the floor of the theater. She also opened her slave training kit which she received from a secretary on the way out of the courthouse...
The silence between Brandon and me stretched long and thin. He was staring at the road fixedly, his eyes narrowed in a shadow of the adolescent fury he would sometimes suppress in my classroom years ago. It was the sort of expression he used to wear that would tell me to tread lightly. I fought an impulse to ask him what was wrong, to tell him that everythin...
"The Most High doesn't send us where we want to be but where we need to be," said Imam Samir, leader of the Ottawa Grand Mosque, speaking to a wayward member of his flock. The supplicant in question happens to be Naima Al-Fujaira, a disgraced former member of the Emirati Royal Family, now fallen on hard times. The young Emirati Muslim woman did not seem plea...
Brett woke up the next day with the sun shining in through their bedroom noticing his wife wasn't in the room with him. He stepped out of bed, put his panties from last night on and walked downstairs for coffee. He saw a note on the counter. "Good morning Britt, I had to run and get a few things from the office. I should be home soon. Take a relaxing ba...
For the grand tour, Pat fastened Margot's hands and attached a leash to her collar, but removed her ball gag for now. "You show interest in becoming a well-behaved and obedient slave, submissive to the needs of your Master. You body yearns for the whip and for the submission of kneeling abjectly before him, willing and eager to perform any duty or indignity...
Kidnapped by the Galactic Gynarchy - John's story John awoke with a pounding headache. Gradually regaining his senses, he realised he was not lying flat but on a slab at a forty-five degree angle. He tried to move his legs and arms to get off the slab, only to find them locked in place. Able to move his head, he looked down at his body. Naked! He was nake...