You think I'm some morally bound person that has to follow the right path when sex is involved. Truth is, I have a plethora of secret dirty pleasures that I want to encounter and fully experience. There is so much I want to do, so much I want to do to you specifically. But that can't happen can it. You don't feel comfortable around me to let out your most se...
Author's Note: I am genuinely surprised by the sheer volume of positive feedback. Never in a million years would I have imagined that the general public might have a deep intellectual interest in advanced sexual/psychological theory. My prestigious colleagues who have studied the Prussian theory thought I was mad attempting to give life to the primal fantasy...
If only you were a real man and not a cuckold loser. Then maybe, just maybe someone would actually want to fuck you and I wouldn't have to tell you about my amazing sex every night, haha! Clearly an impossible reality. A cuck likes you gets to sit at home and circle jerk his cock to the thought of me getting fucked by a real man. Honestly, you could never fu...
As you strutted around the hotel suite and used me again for your pleasure I was planning your downfall, months of being forced to crawl and serve you had left me screaming for rebellion inside, needing to take control over our relationship just once, to show you the power dynamic wasn't immutable, that you had to be careful not to let your control over me s...
Middletown, New York - not exactly a Times Square shopping Mecca or a Rodeo Drive, but the Crystal Run Galleria there is quite a decent little shopping mall that would make any town proud. On weekends it bustles with activity and it's many stores attract a plastic-wielding herd of shoppers eager to swipe that plastic through encrypted billing devices and par...
It was cold outside. The December night air seeped between the cracks in the log home. Sandra Jean Leone, a house slave, snuggled up under a thick quilt. She shivered until her body heat, radiating inside the quilt, warmed her little cocoon. She could hear the mumbled voices of the white Leone's thru the thick logs of the big house, laughing and celebrating....
Brad knelt by the door. His mind was divided between anxiety and anticipation. A short while ago he hadn't been sure how to respond to the previous evening's events. Then Thea had sent him a text message. "Has my slave been obedient?" The message had caused Brad to become immediately aroused. He responded hastily, "Yes, Mistress." The panties still carri...
Amy laid down next to Tim exhausted. “Tim, now I want you to suck on ALL that cum you just shot in my pussy.” Tim without a word placed his mouth on her trimmed pussy and began to suck and lick her hot organ. “That's good. You love this pussy, don't you?” Amy had always liked the way her husband eat her out, but now it was the power trip getting her off. “D...
i identify as a slave. i'm a slave. That's who i am. It's what i want to be. It just feels right. i'm a slave and i have some opinions on what that means. Now, understand, a slave's opinions are exactly what you think they are, worth only the amount that an Owner, my Master or Mistress, wants to give them. Master=Mistress=Master/Mistress=Owner i think the...
Truth be told, the first four days of my four weeks of denial were pretty uneventful. I was allowed to worship my beautiful Mistress's pussy on the third day and gave her a very nice orgasm. Afterwards we cuddled until she fell asleep, leaving me to lay awake for some time with a rock hard cock that I wasn't permitted to touch. I was just starting to wonde...