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Owned by my Mother-in-Law Ch. 07

by Sputnik57 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I was released from the haven of my mistress' crotch and she stood by me in a central position, flexing her cane in readiness for my punishment as we watched the gimp's misery. The wickedly pencil-skirted headmistress that was Arabella, placed the black dish from earlier at her feet, and ordered the gimp down to it in full view of the eager crowd of women. A...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 03

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I had often looked for panties just like the ones I had found as a teenager in mother's dresser drawer. But nothing just like them seemed to be made these days. I had even looked at vintage panty sites on eBay without any luck. So to see this pair, so similar, so alike, so silky, sooo...of course I wanted to put them on. I was in a bit of a quandary at the m...

A Day of Denial

by NaughtyGeminiGirl96 on Sep 14, 2020
BDSM

I pouted all the way to school. All I wanted was to have just a small release, but I knew it would have to wait, especially after last night. I know Daddy's angry. Very angry. I've been a bad slut lately but I don't completely regret it. I like being on edge. It makes me needy for Daddy's attention and when I finally cum it's the best feeling ever. Daddy kno...

Worst Day, Best Night Pt. 02

by aislynd on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

This is Chapter 2 of a story I am calling "Worst Day, Best Night". It will make much more sense if you have read the first part. This story is about two consenting adults who participate in the DaddyDom/babygirl dynamic. I hope you all enjoy the writing. ***** I took my place at his feet, sitting on my comfortable pillow, my toes nestling in the soft floka...

Fuckdolls Ch. 02

by pwr25 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The Interview Just as Svetlana said we got a letter inviting us to an interview. A few days later we arrive at Fuckdoll offices and show the interview letter to the receptionist. "Please take a seat over there and someone will come for you." she says. We sat down in a corner of the reception area. It was like any waiting area in a big company with a couch...

Adora

by tazgirl415 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Hello Darling Reader, My name is Adora. This is a story about Antonio, his wife, his senior sub Angelica, and I. He is our Master. Our Dominant. I was asked to compose my own play session. Antonio needed to discipline me as well, for an indiscretion, and I knew he would be pleased that I had included it in the session. This was only my second foray into th...

Suzy Matron Ch. 07

by robin35 on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

George left the women attached as they were and went to his bedroom. He went to his room and began to get undressed. He was randy but he wanted the women to know that he was the Master in this house and he would have to do without sex for the moment but then he could still play with himself. He stripped off his clothes and stood there naked looking at himse...

Strip Poker Passion

by egon14 on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

This story took place back in the early 90's. I was in college at a small Midwestern university. My friends and I were always looking for a good time on the weekends (or weekdays, for that matter). There were three of us: Dan, Jim, and myself (Rob) who were always horny as hell and on the lookout for girls who were as interested in sex as we were. I had ju...

Humiliation for Father

by Sabineteas on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I had just turned 19 and was back home for the summer. Life had been hard for my family. My mother had died while I was at school and my father was struggling to be both father and mother to my two younger sisters. Money was tight and dad was living from payday to payday, trying to keep the household going and to help me with school expenses. I had been hom...

Mistress Takes a New Slave Pt. 07

by ConqueredSlave on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

Domina wrapped her lips around my imprisoned cock again and slid her mouth back and forth. I thought that my head would explode in frustration. My wrists and my ankles were locked firmly in place by the leather cuffs that bound me securely to the X cross behind me. My hands trembled in frustration but I was powerless to grant myself any sort of relief. I bit...