One Saturday Steve told, nay ordered me, to follow him on a tour of our somewhat neglected garden. At a large tree right at the end of my property, the hedge bordering fields, he called a halt. "This will do nicely. See this area next to the tree; I want it cleared of all weeds and rubbish by evening." Steve told me, indicating the overgrown ground beside t...
Here's a little story that's been floating around in my head for quite some time. Please be kind, its my first attempt at writing fiction, so obviously I still have a lot to learn. If you like it let me know, if you hate it... also let me know. Be constructive please. I know this first story has a lot of build up to get in to it, but I felt its important to...
Emily slowly woke up, her head aching from being hit several times against the stone wall. Her eyes opened fearfully, hoping that no one was there, hoping for some time of quiet and peace. The bedroom was well-lit due to the fireplace filled with burning logs. Thankfully, she was alone. With effort, she managed to sit on the ground, her feet were chained, s...
As Kim turned the corner, she was thrilled at what she saw. It really was a tea party, albeit a strange one, and there actually was a Hatter, a March hare and a dormouse just like in 'Alice in Wonderland'. In the centre of the room was one of Mistress Nemesis's or the Red Queen's slaves wearing a leather hood down on all fours with a piece of clear perspex s...
This is a sequel to Misbehaving Princess, taking place after Daddy and his little girl have begun trying bondage. Part of this story involves an experimental amount of optional reader interaction, I love edging both in real life and in my stories so it's there for those that like being edged and told what to do. When you see the line of hyphens like the one...
"Meet me in the hotel, room 719. Wear a shirt that buttons in the front, a bra that clasps in the front, and a skirt." Those were the instructions I had given my pet, and I thought back over them as I waited for her to arrive. It had been a few weeks since our last session, and I knew both of us were eager for me to use her again. Her soft, almost timid kn...
This part of the story takes place several weeks after the previous one. There have not been any other submissive scenes because time and life got in the way. We decided to take a last minute trip and rent a secluded beach front villa. Although these stories stand on their own, it may be more enjoyable to read the series in order. Again, I would like to th...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The following story contains acts of BDSM. The story is purely from my imagination and I do not have experience with BDSM, and therefore may not adhere to all safety procedures. No one should ever perform BDSM without proper training and safeguards. *** The area that my wife An...
"Penny for your thoughts, Susie," my sweet husband inquired, the side of his face resting against my wild, unruly, untrimmed pubis. I don't know how long we had been laying there. Basking in my post orgasmic afterglow I had been daydreaming about a much earlier time in our marriage. I ran my hand over his now bald head remembering when it had been covered w...
I wrote the original version of this longhand. It began as a letter to a lady friend while I was deployed on a peacekeeping mission to the former Yugoslavia in 2001. She was a six one redhead ex-model from the Mississippi Gulf Coast that I'd met on a now-defunct bondage personals site. We had our first date the week before I left, and she said this letter ha...