It was a cold evening. The pavement was wet where it had been raining, though happily it had stopped now. My shoes made steady clunking noises as I walked, and I noticed every person I passed looking at me. Women whispered behind me, men made dirty comments. I was thankful when I had my destination in sight, but nervous. I walked up to the big glass doors a...
The thought of being submissive and letting another superior being guide, direct and change me has become one of my driving desires. Over the past 15 years I have realized I am much better at pleasing others and have determined based on numerous online doms/master/mentors that I really should not care about my own pleasure if I can serve another and give the...
The alcohol was making me slightly dizzy. My 4th Long Island Iced Tea along with the continuous dosage of nicotine through cigarettes along with the barrage of loud music and psychedelic lights was the biggest contributing factor. I rarely got myself in this situation where I had limited control over my reflexes and instincts, but tonight was an exception. I...
If you had googled regularity, then a picture of Jess would have shown up. Roughly 5'6", brunette, she lived in a regular old village, near a regular old town in regular old England. The irregularity in Jess' life, therefore came from her appearance. She was simply stunning, long toned legs, round firm ass, small but perky tits and a gorgeous face, with soft...
Note: In psychology research, the term "confederate" refers to a member of the research team who, for experimental purposes, leads participants (i.e., test subjects) to believe that he or she is a fellow participant. * Poised with pen and coding sheet behind the one-way mirror, Robin watched Cassidy work her charms on the current participant. She didn't kn...
We met online, in a chat room. We both were seeking something more than we presently had. She is married with two pre-teen boys. I am divorced with one daughter nearly the same age as she. She needed a Master. I needed a slave. We found each other. We talked some online and she agreed to meet Me for a "look-see", and perhaps more. She was directed to come t...
Mr. Lancing stopped abruptly at the copy room entrance. "Stop it, you perv," he heard a young woman say. He saw now it was Abby, a bright intern who had started with the firm a few months ago. A young man, with his back to him, stood a couple feet back from her at the collating machine. Mr. Lansing was about to intercede when Abby jut out her rump at the yo...
I've longed for an intense and powerful connection and quite frankly had given up hope ever to find a lasting bond so this first meeting was highly anticipated. We decided to meet at a local designer dessert place near my home in the late afternoon. The day was quite cool, the skies were high and clear, the sun beat down and not a hint of breeze anywhere to...
I am a good pet. I swear. But sometimes mistress drives me to it...I just want to touch her so bad. Touch her, taste her; fuck her. The problem is that she lives so far away. You see my mistress lives in Tennessee, while I'm in Mississippi. Our only contact has been through the internet. Tonight, that changes; my mistress is coming to visit her pet and final...
Although the blindfold concealed the fire raging in Sylvia's eyes, her flushed cheeks and ragged breath hinted that she was ready for what Tom had planned next. Draped over a purple velvet settee, her knees were bound to the legs they straddled, her forearms wrapped together in satin ribbon behind her back. She firmly grasped the silver ball in her left hand...