Mistress J had three slaves in her power on this particular evening. She was seated on her throne, dressed in flowing satin robes, alluringly parted at thigh-level to reveal elaborate lacy stocking-tops. The three slaves knelt naked before her. She picked up a clip-board from the coffee table beside her and smiled. She was in a wicked mood. The smile was cau...
Miaya looks down at her new Mistress and accepts her new role, however grudgingly. There are a million thoughts racing through her head, now that she knows why Mistress had finally snapped and reversed their roles. She knew she had been too hard on Her, which caused Her to have to stay abed, but had never thought her adoring little slave would turn on her....
I had received many days of enjoyment wearing my Mistress' panties. I would wear them at different times of the day and on different outings. I had masturbated in them by just thinking that she had worn them. When not wearing them they had been folded away under my bed so my aunt Julie wouldn't find them. Now I knew that I had to receive my punishment for cu...
My wife, Debi, had not always been a disciplinarian. Early in our marriage, I had begged her to spank me. If I could have found any reason to make her furious enough to get out the leather and go to work on my behind, I would have done it in no time flat. "I don't know, Raymond. That's really not for me." "Oh, c'mon, Debi. Just pretend I'm your son and I d...
Nat Cameron is the pen name I have chosen for myself. Nat published a novel called Lost and Found in 2014. It is about lovers who share their secret desires with each other. The story you are about to read is set in a future world where adults are legally able to own adult slaves but only in designated regions where there are no children. This is the last...
Jason silently slid out of the car, keeping his head down and obediently followed his Mistress inside. Pausing a moment in front of the stairs that lead to the room to where his things were kept, waiting, wondering whether or not the harsh inevitable words of his out casting would be spoken now, or later? Kisha went into her bedroom and shut the door. She w...
God, it was hot, unbearably hot. Sweat beaded up against Lydia's skin but offered no relief from the heat. She tried to cry out but the gag in her mouth held her jaws open, her poor lips and tongue dried and cracking from the relentless heat. The heat that was only made worse by the rubber suit covering her head to toe. It held her tightly, seeming to shrink...
I am kneeling on all fours like a well-trained dog. I am wearing my slave outfit, which consists a collar around my neck, ankle cuffs which are attached to a 50 pound ball and chain, and a translucent cloth that is tied around my waist and barely covers up my hard on. Mistress Angel enters the room, and I can't help but utter a soft moan of lust from my li...
I arrive at the door of the hotel room, at the stated time. My feelings were mixed. Nervous, meeting you for the first time and excitement knowing that I would be in control of the situation, well at least for the moment. Just before the door opens I realise I will not recognise you! The only pictures I have seen of you, you are wearing a hood! The door open...
The click clack of high heels could be heard as the maid walked into the Den, off the main hall. The maid, dressed, head to toe black Latex stooped to offer the Ladies their drinks. The ladies didn't acknowledge the Maid, but continued their conversation regardless. The ladies were sat on a half moon Sofa That measured fifteen feet across. They were all talk...