She came again. Surely this time she would be allowed to rest. Surely. Em thought back to the email. Spend the evening with me. It had seemed such a simple command, and yes, she knew what he had in mind, some of it, but... Ohmygod she hadn't thought that it would be so challenging. Em had arrived at 6pm, on the dot, just as instructed. She had spent much...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is the third and last chapter. ***** I had met Cecilia Du...
This story is fictitious and all characters are above 18 years of age. Any resemblance to a person, living or dead is purely coincidental. ***** I pulled against my binds just to see if there was anything I could do about my predicament. I was kneeling at the edge of the bed, naked. My wrists were tied together in front of me the rope went over the bed to...
There I was, sitting on the couch, my legs crossed tightly over one another. I was fidgeting, pulling my skirt lower and lower. I was wearing a short school girl skirt with black seamed stockings and garter belt. I had on a silver shirt made of material that felt very slinky to the touch. I was suppose to meet my Master tonight. I kept looking over my shoul...
It was dark and stuffy in the mask, drool had started leaking out from behind the gag as Ali knelt on the floor, whimpering and twitching, the wand working its magic on her cunt. She moaned loudly and tried to move, feeling the duct tape pull at her leg causing a small flash of pain to shoot up to her cunt, mingling with the intense pleasure of the vibe, it...
I looked up from my book as I saw headlights illuminate my study. A car had entered my driveway. I raised my wrist in languid motion and saw that it was 8:45 and I knew just who it was. I had instructed my sub to arrive promptly at 9 and be on my back deck awaiting me in position #4. Well, I guess I can't blame Jeremy for being on time... too bad. No, wait,...
It was around 6 o'clock on Thursday evening, and you and I were sitting down to an early dinner, as usual. Thursday dinner was always early because you played games with your friends Thursday evenings; you would often go out, but between the cold weather and early mornings on Fridays, you decided to stay in and play remotely over the past few weeks, at least...
Author Note: I'd completed three chapters for the girl that could not cum and I think that is enough to ask for from any interested reader, but there was more to write for pun'kin in my imagination and I also saw a way to tie her new goal in with another heroine from the past that I couldn't resist. But since the first problem is solved (finding a selfish v...
I lay in the hot sun, my piss-stained body aching at my long-enforced bondage on the trampoline when I heard raised voices from the five women attending the poolside piss party. One, who I took to be Helga, the big-busted strict-looking blonde millionairess real estate saleswoman, announced: "I can't wait any longer, I've got to piss on him. It is my turn,...
It proved to be an extraordinary evening of discovery—and conflicting emotions. I simultaneously learned of my long-suppressed craving for Ying and my previously—to me—unimaginable streak of a Domme’s cruelty. Master had refilled the funnel in Ying’s mouth with his urine, then taken my hand and led me to the bedroom. Ying was left squirming in her cuffs o...