This is a series of stories explaining how I met my Master, what I do to please him, and how he punishes me when I am bad. My Master and I worked together for several years before he started using me. We were on a business trip with our boss and our clients and we had all had a lot to drink at dinner. My Master and I, he was just my co-worker at the time,...
2 I attempted to calm my breathing and my body. He had allowed me to cum on his fingers and I still throbbed inside. We were in bed now, talking, as I curled in his arm. "You've come a long way and I am so pleased with you." I felt so warm because of his words. "You've realised that you enjoy submitting, haven't you?" "Yes." "You didn't expect to, did yo...
Kate handed her father the envelope from school as soon as he arrived. He asked what it was, but not knowing, she couldn't give him any information. Getting letters like this from the exclusive all-women's college his 18-year-old daughters attended was pretty rare as his girls knew better than to misbehave. "Dear Mr. Banner, Please contact me at your ea...
I sat with the nerdy girls at school. I hadn't really anywhere else to go. I had fairly close friends once but gradually we drifted apart. There seemed too much I wasn't interested in or couldn't talk about. I was very quiet now at school. I could have sat with the alpha group as one of the acolytes but I certainly couldn't prattle about lipstick and make-up...
It started innocently. I woke up late for work. The day before, I had taken a long car trip and was very tired by the time I reached home. The next morning, I was rushing to get to work. Stopping at the gas station to get my coffee, I noticed this young girl with a look of desperation on her face. She was standing by the pump and looked like she was almost i...
Belinda had always been one of those girls at the school who could tighten my trousers whenever she was near, so I was pleased to see that she was in my literature class that fall. I don't know if it was pheremones or the sight of her body, but I never tired of imagining her as my lusty little nymph. If she only knew what lewd, shameful things she did with m...
I couldn't wait to get home and be alone again – to scold and punish myself for being so naughty. Or maybe Melissa would do it for me. Grin. She frequently did. I'd often confess little things to Melissa in my guilty girl voice and she would admonish me in a stern mature manner that made me melt. "It made me feel... dirty." "But you liked that didn't you...
Sex is the most intense and chaotic force in our lives. And there's not much we can do about it. The name is Anacaona Rocher, named after the legendary Queen of the Tainos people who inhabited what is now the Republic of Haiti. I'm Butch and proud. And these words define my life. I'm a six-foot-tall, athletic and dark-skinned, openly gay young Black woman of...
I was laying on the futon in a sundress, mindlessly flipping through an issue of Vogue when he came home. "Hey baby," he said as he sat down next to me and kissed me on the cheek. "How's my sexy man?" I asked, crawling into his lap. We kissed softly, my legs wrapped around his waist. Suddenly I felt his interest shift from our kiss to something behind my le...
On my break at work I often log onto to various spanking websites to drool over stories and pictures. I am always careful to delete my browsing history before finishing my break. So I was startled when Winston, an Englishman who transferred from London to our branch in New York a few weeks ago, sat beside me one afternoon in the break room, and whispered "I...