Nervous, little slut? Of course you are. It's your first day at Mistress K's Slutschool and you have so much to learn to even hope to catch up with the bigger, stronger, more experienced boysluts. Well, luckily for you, it's my job to teach little sluts like you how to behave. How to show proper subservience to your betters. Take a seat on that stool there...
"Miss Winters," my teacher called. "Principal Anderson would like to see you." The principal? I hadn't done anything wrong! What else could they possibly do to me at this school? Hadn't four years of torment been enough? I gathered my things and walked towards the door. My exit was accompanied by assorted catcalls as well as flying projectiles of paper an...
I was nervous as I came to Mr. Green's room. Yesterday came flooding back to me. The deal that he made me, the power that he yielded, the size of his cock. My pussy started to ache just thinking about his lips sucking my juice yesterday. I wanted to turn and walk away and just accept the failing grade but my body wouldn't let me. I opened the door and walk...
The first thing that hit Victoria as the trio entered the boutique was the rich smell of leather; the other two smiled as they watched her touch and ponder over some of the tighter skirts and tops on display in the shop that was viewed by the general public; they knew she had not seen anything yet. They introduced her to Madam Pompidou, who smiled broadly as...
The reverberation of the door slamming behind him had barely ceased as he felt two hands on his chest pushing him back onto the bed. He was about to protest but a hand across his mouth caused him to rethink his comment. She kneeled on the bed beside him, spun on one of her knees and replaced her hand with her groin. Tony was expecting a mouth full of cotto...
Sindy was close to coming as she pulled the slipknot tight around the whimpering and servile Blake's neck. 'There is nothing more I would like than to pull that lever and see you dance on the rope for me. You shall not be allowed the pleasure of being snuffed for our enjoyment just yet, but rest assured the day will come when Amanda has tired of you and I w...
Her contact 'card' on my phone contains a particular notification sound: making texts or calls from her instantly identifiable. In this instance, to put it bluntly, as it has so often in the past, that!PING! seemed to reverberate straight through to my cock. It was her reply to the 'good morning' I had messaged her a few hours previously. It also suggested I...
Eric had feared that the feeling of being dominated would only be novelty and would wear off with the more time he spent with Victoria; likewise, Victoria had also wondered if she would lapse back into her old persona and simply become the 'little lady' again, but as the days passed, both were consumed by their new roles in life and realised that their lives...
Let me tell you a story about what happened to me at the library the other night. I live in a pretty quiet place, but I still enjoy going to the library. There has only been a few librarians that have made me fantasize about them over the years. Last night, I got together with one of them. She is older than I am. A person can tell when someone takes care o...
Hapsley Hall was a veritable maze of plush lounges, sitting rooms and bedrooms. They were decorated to suit various necessary tastes; those in the deeper recesses of the house were more boudoir like, and it was to one of these he was to be taken. Just having a naked male on a leash in the comfort of her home gave Lady Barbara a deeply erotic thrill. She had...