You knock on the bathroom door. "Are you ready to go, pet? I'm getting hungry." I look once more in the mirror, nervous that everything will be obvious to anyone giving more than a casual glance. But the butt plug you have ordered me to wear seems discreet, and the cock cage shows no obvious bulge in my pants. Similarly, the blazer seems to hide the protrus...
I have had a bit of a dry spell for the last 2 years, ever since I caught my ex cheating on me. Put me right off men. I am only 22 and lately I have been thinking about sex a lot, so much so that I filled in a profile on a dating site and have been chatting to a nice guy for the last couple of weeks. He lives not too far away, I live in Huddersfield he lives...
I jumped into the shower and spent extra attention lathering my cock and balls. I needed to make sure that I washed away all of that dry encrusted cum from last night. It was not easy to do with a metal cage around my organ. Work was fine but I was still teased by the cage tugging on my nuts. It felt nice. That evening Carrie tried suggesting sex but I was...
Night is falling in the Realms. The evening, though heralding darkness, is colorful. The rosy-purple hues of the sky just beginning to give over to the deeper indigoes and blues of night. Autumn reflects off of the trees that are lit by a small, cozy campfire. The reds, yellows and golds of the leaves winking merrily in the flickering firelight. The camp is...
Last summer, my wife, Susan, and I were headed to Vegas for the weekend to unwind. Now, driving along a straight, desolate, stretch of desert for hours isn't the most exciting thing in the world...fortunately though, sometimes things change. Vegas is boiling in the summer. I had removed the doors and top from my jeep for the trip. Susan wore a pair of short...
As the door of the conference room closed behind us, I quickly surveyed the room for chairs, tables, and such. I felt that I had better separate the two battling blondes before a real catfight ensued. Besides, I didn't want to get caught in the middle of a hair-pulling, nail-scratching, free for all! Someone could get seriously hurt; namely me! I saw that...
Dearest reader, I chronicle these humiliations at the demand of my master whose sole purpose in life seems to be to induce in me the greatest hysteria and humiliation his villainous mind can dream of. You can understand that as the doorman knocked at my chamber, announcing the arrival of the carriage, it was not only my heart that was aflutter. It was we...
It had been three long months since Savannah's confrontation with her mystery guy and every day that passed she became more and more paranoid. Knowing that any sexual encounter she had could very well be used as future blackmail material, she'd seriously curtailed such activities as best she could. Though she had to concede on one point; her own sex drive wa...
Three months later . . . He knocked on the door to her apartment. Mistress M opened the door and walked back to the couch without saying a word. She was only wearing a long t-shirt. As she sat down on the couch he noticed she didn't have any underwear on. He closed the door behind him and immediately began taking his cloths off, folding them, and placing t...
I look at the paper in my hands as I read the conditions. There is a place to sign to say I understand the competition's physical, mental, and/or mental risks. There is a section that explains the medic is on the scene for an emergency, the safe word is red, and there will never be a time our mouths are gagged. A part of me understands that I should feel sca...