A letter to my Master telling him how I felt after the other night Master is coming round tonight and I have the flat to myself. He wants me dressed and ready for him. Good! I am aching for his meaty manhood and looking forward to tasting his cum. He has given me instructions as to what I must wear and I know exactly what will turn him on most. I have the...
Phil cinched the rope tied around his knees, immobilizing them. He always loved the first rope, the beginning of the process. Next he wrapped another rope around his ankles and cinched that as well, leaving an extra 6' of rope. He could just wiggle his feet, no more. He passed the end of the 6' section of rope through a D ring on the wide leather collar he w...
Author's note: This is the final instalment in this series. In here, I say the last thing that I feel like saying. I hope you've enjoyed it! ========================== Party Bondage 5: Sarah goes hardcore. When I got home on Saturday, after James got back from the airport, because it took me that long to be in a fit state to drive, I went straight back...
Note from the authoress -- This story is a little different than the ones I normally write and I therefore feel there is some explanation and comments that need to be made at the start. For those of you who are not familiar with what a pony girl is, or would like to find out more, I would suggest you visit a specialist site. For those of my readers who are...
Nicole Sherzinger stood in her dressing room, naked and admiring her own reflection. The room was a relatively small, octagonal room leading off her main bedroom and every surface in the room ( walls, floor and ceiling) was totally mirrored. She leaned forward, admiring the way her breasts stayed perfectly pert and started to clip an ear ring in place and sp...
It's Sunday on the California Big Sur coast; Spring time. Foggy and cold on the coast and you can see the sunlight breaking through the fog in the distance. We've know each other for years, or at least it seems that way. Occasional fuck buddies. Close, but for some reason we never seemed to want much more. You enjoy a little light bondage, and I enjoy bindin...
It was a lovely morning as the sun crested the horizon at Stedman Farms. Margaret Stedman looked out the main window of the kitchen as she sipped her morning coffee. It was late autumn, but it was still fairly warm out. This time of year it rarely dropped below 70 degrees Fahrenheit and even during the Texas winter, going below 60 was rare. The recent rains...
David Flyinn Was a widower, having lost his first wife to cancer. Jessica flyinn had only had a daughter before her untimely death, and Being born at Easter her name was April. April grew up to look exactly like her mother in all respects. But time waits for no man and as the years past David found someone new, her name was Kaye Barker. David swept Kaye o...
Chapter 10 THE PICNIC The rope reins hung loose in my hand as I hiked along the trail down to the spring. I walked slowly and carefully, giving her time to consider and place each step. She was painfully harnessed and loaded. I had no intention of allowing her to be injured and any misstep could end in a fall. I spent as much time looking back to check her...
Authors Note: _Thank you for reading The P.A. I use pics in my stories quite a bit, they are there just to give an idea of the scene so will not always match up exactly with the story. This story is incest based and also deals with other kinks, namely BDSM. __I hope you enjoy the The P.A. Thanks for reading. Dansak . _ Further Note (29.10.2020): It’s been o...