One more token, that's all I needed. One more woman, or even a guy, who cares. But there were only fifteen minutes left in my shift in the Kissing Booth. It had been a good day, though maybe not the same as your definition of 'good.' In ten hours, while chained on my knees inside a wood table with black walls on either side of me, I had brought off ninetee...
{Dear readers, i told You that it wouldn't be long. Sorry to say that this is only the second installment. It seems that Master Daniel and Angel have taken their story out of my hands, so, there's no telling how long this night will last. Part three is already almost finished and i will be submitting it as soon as this one has been posted. Thank-You for Your...
I tried to block out the buzzer to my door. I really did. I flicked an eye open and looked at the time. I was only under for about two hours as I wiped the sleep from my eyes and went to the speaker. "Who is it?" I said. "It's Tracy," the voice said, "Took you for fucking ever to get to the buzzer." "Sorry, I was sleeping," I responded, and I buzzed her...
"Towel, shampoo, conditioner, check" Demi Lovato said to herself as she put her shower things in her locker. This was one appointment she wanted to keep, she spent a lot of money to get a session reserved for herself here but also knew she needed to hit the gym. 'Why not do both' she mused. It was her first time at the Velvet Dungeon having heard about thi...
You lie naked on the bed, your arms bound to the bedpost, wearing only your collar and an ankle bracelet that I ordered you to wear simply because I think it's so sexy. You squirm with excitement as I enter the room. You smile up at me and start to say, "hello Master," but I gently put a finger to your lips. I move onto the bed, straddling you, my knees on e...
This is the latest of journal entries from my slut. If you haven't read the first two journals, please do so that you can get the full story. The brief version of the full story is that my slut (I now refuse to call her by name, and I will be giving her a new name soon which will be more appropriate for someone in her position) is married with children, and...
The date is 1853 I have just arrived back at my home in the mountains. I keep a house in several locations around the country, As I find that if I stay in one place too long boredom is not far behind my arrival. I have an elderly mistress that watches over the three younger women that stay with me here in the mountains. They care for my needs both sexual and...
While this story can be enjoyed alone, your experience will be much richer if you read Chapter 1 first. ============================ Elyndria awoke to the sound of a soft giggle, and the twitching of her left foot. There was the hint of a light touch, almost imagined along the sole of foot, then teasingly brushing across each of her toes in turn. She trie...
Divya Prasad was a feared woman in the office. Strict, dominant, and not at all afraid to call you out if you screwed up. Her harsh nature was matched only by her beauty. Jet black hair with a light streak or two of gray, dark brown eyes, and a tall, womanly figure that she would often use for intimidation. Firm B-cup breasts, and a surprisingly ample butt f...
"Malak." Mal heard her name pronounced as if in a dream. It took the urging of two of her Sisters to move her from her kneeling position on the floor, where she'd been meditating as the Mother moved about the room, inspecting the girls, often reaching between their legs to check their wetness, squeezing their breasts to check their firmness. Malak had been...