The building had a red brick facade with three large blacked out windows that were protected by thick rusty bars. The door was painted bright red with black oversized hardware. It was early morning, 5AM, a damp fog hung low muting any sound coming from the docks nearby. To my left, three seagulls sat on a gun barrel piling fluffing their wings to ward off th...
*** Allan and Randy meet Allan was casually browsing the latest arrivals in his favorite section of The Book Nook (the only adult bookstore in the college town) when someone else came up next to him. The usual etiquette was to wait until the current browser was finished before moving in. Allan looked over to see who this uncouth individual was. To his surpr...
The Gorean Tavern "'Though I am slave,' she said, 'yet for the first time in my life, I am free.'" — John Norman, Nomads of Gor After he lost his job at the Wooden Pony Club, Richard moved back in with me. I was by now renting a house on the edge of the university campus, and with Matthew out of my life there was room enough. And while taking him in undou...
The cleanup was tedious but inevitable. As ordered, Adam released his classmates from the fucking machines, allowing the girls to go back to their rooms. He alone remained to wipe down and sterilize the equipment according to Mistress Helga's instructions. He was exhausted when she finally brought him back to his room. The next morning he was awakened by He...
I couldn't restrain myself, "Dominate... You mean, like in dominance and submission. Isn't that somewhat kinky?" I had heard and read about the scene, but only had a cursory knowledge of its enigma. "That is exactly what I mean. I also love bondage, which can be an integral part of D and s, but I wouldn't get into that for our first time," she laughed befor...
A gag can be uncomfortable to the uninitiated. It’s not simply a matter of something to keep you quiet, although of course it does that too. It makes it harder to breathe, can hurt your jaw, and indeed, for the less strong willed slave can degrade you thoroughly, depending on the type. There's a huge range of styles from your silk scarf through to the rubber...
Chapter Three Pony Girls The slave was tired. It was well into the afternoon and she'd been suspended for several hours. The ben wah balls had stopped vibrating; their batteries exhausted. She missed the pleasure they'd provided, even though that was a torture as well; being aroused without orgasm. All her muscles ached now. She knew she wasn't being hurt,...
I was almost bucked off last night. I rode the electric pony until I do not remember getting off—figuratively and literally. My friend Q is very good with his hands. He can build and make some very imaginative toys and special furniture. Last night we debuted his latest creation—a wooden pony with an electric mane. I have ridden a wooden pony many times...
\Her curiosity had always led her into situations that left memorable marks on her life. This past weekend -- was no exception. She had prepared herself mentally, or so she thought she had, for what she was about to experience. She almost backed out for this was so new and different -- the area of BDSM. And, she wondered about all the people she would meet a...
OK, what is that and what am I supposed to do with it? Good question. Welcome to the wide and wonderful world of props, toys, costumes, over the top fetishes, and truly obscure, obscene, obsessed, and overjoyed people from all walks of life and inclinations. Overwhelmed? Me too. The worlds of BDSM, M/s, D/s, SM, etc., are obviously not for everyone, either...