You return home from a day at work; your feet are sore, your knees are ready to collapse, and your shoulders are tighter than a clock spring. You come through the door and see me sitting in my rocking chair in the living room with the kerosene lamp light on the table next to me. The low-ball glass has a couple fingers of amber liquid in it. You pause in the...
Raell strode down the stairs, headed to the Punishment Room. She was using a bone left over from lunch to pick the small chunks of flesh out from her teeth. Lunch had consisted of two Angus cows that had quickly vanished between her massive jaws. Satisfied she had gotten all the tidbits, she crunched the bone up between her teeth. She was in her dragonoid fo...
After I had fucked Madison and the last man in the line had fucked Romy, the mayor and the sheriff escorted us to seats in the shade under a large oak tree on the village green. The mayor, still stark naked, sat beside Romy and fondled her breasts and pussy as he spoke to us explaining the local sex customs. The deputies thoughtfully placed naked Madison bes...
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My husband and I decided to get back into BDSM...give it another run. It had been months since our last play date and I was getting antsy to start doing it again. We both agreed that I could be the bottom and I was very excited about it. He seemed less excited and even seemed to be putting it off. He had a headache one night, a stomach ache another night and...
Kat wakes up with John's foot pushing back and forth over her pussy. "My little pain slut Kat, you haven't shaved this pussy in days. I guess I'll have to deal with this right now." He removes the binding from her legs and tells her to get on her bed. "Spread those legs as wide as you can, you little slut." John walks into the bathroom. He returns with a tra...
"Hello Alanna," Ms. Bliss said, sitting down gracefully next to the cage. Alanna nodded at her, smiling, but she didn't speak. Ms. Bliss smiled back understandingly. "I know we already had a talk before about whether or not you're happy here, I just need to reaffirm that. If you feel abused under the current circumstances or no longer wish to remain here, yo...
The following story has been compiled from the diaries kept by a teacher at the Rotenberg Academy For Young Ladies in Paris. The diaries are now in the National Archives. As explained in the previous stories, the school was founded by Professor Alphonse Rotenberg in 1891 to instruct the daughters of rich and titled families in the finer arts of sex. It was w...
Edited by cymbidia CAUTION: This story contains descriptions of physical abuse. If you are offended by fictional stories featuring this kind of topic please do not read this story. * * * * * I sat, my face a passive wall of non-emotion, as she knelt obediently before me. Her eyes were downcast, fulfilling the complete submission promised by her posture. H...
Having regained from the previous anal enjoyment, it was time to keep on taking things forward with Stranger. This would mean shifting Adele somewhat further from the center of current attention, at least in the punishment sense of the word. It was time to see what my petite new slave was really made of. I walked up to Stranger, who was lying half asleep ne...