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The Training of Michael Ch. 03

by TheLadyVictoria on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She glided into Her room, where pet and alice were kneeling, awaiting their Mistress. "alice, inspection," She commanded. alice immediately stood at attention, legs spread shoulder-width apart, back straight, chest thrust out, head held high with eyes downcast, hands behind her head. "Beautiful," Lady Victoria murmured. She made a minor adjustment in alice's...

The Collaring of Chloe Ch. 20

by MemoryofSnow on Jan 22, 2020
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 20 - Slave's Truth **Characters and text are protected under copyright law. For a long moment, Chloe stood before the door, hand clenched into a fist to knock, but unable to lift it up to perform the act. A slight jitter passed through her body, feeling truly nervous for the first time since the day she first arrived in a taxi, unsure what was ahea...

Kidnapped Kristin Ch. 13

by sarpedom on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

If there was anything more shameful than eagerly licking the boot of the man whose job was to break her into a compliant sex slave, it was getting turned on by her own degradation. The little spot of anger in Kristin's mind burned brighter as lilly took her turn licking the trainer's boot. She had to fight back somehow, because at this rate there was no humi...

Mistress Marisa's Estate Pt. 34

by keptsissy on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "Oh my!!!" You enter the room and see me in my cage. "Gone one fucking night and you can't control yourself. Good thi...

Waiting Leads to Fantasy

by lovingspouse on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My first submitted story... ______________________________ You were out with the girls for Happy Hour and i find a note which reads "My loyal knight, Shower, shave, and be kneeling when I return. Dress like the slut you are. I want your ass, nipples, and cock stimulated. Don't disappoint Me. your, Queen" So, Black crotch-less tights Black slip, held up...

Senselessly Gangbanged

by Freedomslut on Sep 19, 2017
Group Sex

I had been in the BDSM scene for only a year or so. My "booty call" at the time had gotten me into it and had made me his submissive slave. We weren't going out exactly. We used each other for sex. It was great fun without the hassle of commitment or such things. One day he texted me, "5pm cum 2 my house, wear sundress only no bra no panties." I got off...

The Castle Ch. 01

by category2 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

He gave me strict instructions that day of what I was to wear for the evening ahead; the clothes were all laid out for me when I went upstairs to bath and change. He had chosen black sheer stockings, black suspenders, a very plain black silk corset with deep red lacing ribbons and a dark red dress made of leather, softened till the long skirt flowed round...

A Snapshot of Molly Ch. 02

by Stultus on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Arriving at The Club we were admitted inside, Walter, Nellie and Mary being well known to the doorman and I was given a new temporary ID to wear until security got to know me. Once inside the real fun began. I will say very little about The Club itself except that it was a well known spot for "ladies that lunch" and bored River Oaks housewives that played...

The Stonebriar Kennels Ch. 05

by thekinkysideofbbs on Sep 28, 2020
BDSM

Author's note: I appreciate all the feedback I've gotten so far. Keep it coming. Click the "Leave feedback" link at the bottom of the story and send me a message if you have any CC, ideas, or just want to chat. I respond to everyone that leaves a return address. Please bear with me as I get a feel for how long my documents translate into pages on here. ***...

Sitting in the Cafe

by KittyWinkle on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

I was just sitting, minding my own business, enjoying a cup of the café's freshly brewed Sumatra coffee flavored with only a pack of sugar, with some righteous book Freud in front of me, when I saw her. She was standing in line, one from the register, legs spread slightly apart as she drummed her short black polished nails on the wide leather strap of her bo...