= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Walter's story continues. In this chapter, he tells of how Mistress Gloria punished him and holly for screwing around and not paying attention to their work. He also talks about a contest between the slaves which results in one of them being reduced to a bald, submissive, sex slave-- the lowest you can be. This story...
The dog cage was always uncomfortable to sleep in. Sure there was a dog bed inside, however it just barely was big enough to fit me when I laid in the fetal position. My mistress had placed a ball gag in my mouth and locked me up the night before as a punishment for talking back to her. It was dark. The cage was in the corner of her bedroom and she always th...
We emerged from the stall and stopped. Mistress Tania was standing before us, arms crossed and eyebrow raised. 'What kept you?' She seemed to notice the moisture around Emma's lips and then smiled, 'ahh, I see. 'Put her with the others and then wait for me.' Emma lead me around to the back of the stable to a waist high rail where all the others were tie...
Our throuple has to leave their house after it gets shot up. They go to Mistress Dark's, much to Julia's dismay. This chapter has oral, anal, and lesbian sex, bondage and punishment. Julia shows Chen how Janet wishes to be treated. A Taste of Slavery, Ch 36, - Jack's Back, Pt 1 JULIA When Master woke up, he tried to allow me to sleep longer, but I refused...
Camilla was 27. She had been bi sexually orientated ever since her sexual awakening at the age of 15. And she had always been somehow especially fascinated by strong, dominating women and had always loved the fantasy of being submissive, but never had she really tried any kind of domme/sub relationship. A few months ago she got to know somebody in a special...
Holding the leash that was attached to my collar mistress began walking across her living room towards the basement stairs in the middle of her house. My only choices were to follow or be dragged so I went where she led me. Even from the back she looked incredibly sexy as I watched her ass sway as she walked in front of me. She was dressed like a dominatrix...
"No, no, no! This will not do!" Mistress Irene snapped, surveying the wreckage that had been her favorite lamp. She and her loyal slave, whom she merely called Pet, had been playing a vigorous game of fetch, with him scampering around the room after a soft rubber dog bone. She had enjoyed watching him hurry back and forth every time she set the bone free wit...
*** A note to the readers who know of my dirty mind... there is no sex here! Mistress, I sit here, my stomach still in knots. It's been this way for the last twenty-eight hours. And why? I have disappointed you. Made you angry. Betrayed you. A moment of reckless sluttiness has sent me on my way to having my greatest fear realised. Would you do it, Mistres...
michael awakened later to the feel of his Mistress' strong hands stroking his striped butt. He opened his eyes to see Her sitting on the side of his cot, but otherwise stayed still. He reveled in the soft caresses floating over his butt and thighs. She said softly, "I am quite pleased with you, michael. For a new one, you handled yourself quite well this aft...
It was three weeks, not two days, before I heard from him again. In fact, I'd given up on the guy as anything but a fantasy to cum to when I was alone in bed, so when I picked up the phone one evening after a typical solitary dinner, I didn't recognize the voice at first. "Hello?" "Is this, uh...Diana Masque?" I heard someone male on the other end ask hesi...