You've been bad again and disobeyed your master. He's leading you out of the house, tugging at your collar telling you to hurry up. Easy for him to say, he's not wearing a blindfold and his arms aren't tied behind his back. It's so cold out you begin shivering almost immediately. You're only wearing a locked leather chastity belt, some rope and a ball gag....
"Why would you die for someone's sins? Your sins are the only thing interesting about you, you dreary, bleak motherfuckers. Your sins are what make you fantastic; what keeps us great, and exciting and fun. It's what makes you alive. You should wear your sins on your sleeve, and try to top them on a daily basis." ― Doug Stanhope Steaming girl cum air-dried...
You have the softest skin I have ever felt in my life. To this day, I can close my eyes and remember how my hands felt rough against your skin, like gliding over satin. The memory makes my fingers tingle in anticipation, my breath deepens as the memory takes over my consciousness and I can feel my heart start to ache from the knowledge that it is only a memo...
"One of the groundbreaking aspects of the show was that you two really acted like a married couple, a couple in love." "Yes," Mary says, smiling, "in that way, we were more realistic than the other sitcom couples at the time." "So, was there ever anything real behind it? Anything in real life?" "Oh," she begins, and instantly the interview is blotted out...
I have displease Milord. I went two days without anything in my ass, thus breaking a Rule. Our Rules are simple, once that we both agreed to. In fact, I came up with a list of ten rules and he selected five of them, so really, I have no reason for breaking them. Sometimes, though, a Sub just gets the urge to be bratty because, let's be honest, life can get b...
I worked my way out of bed and threw on the clothes strewn about from the day before. As I unzipped the tent I was assaulted by the sun, but I didn't care. So much of my being was still buzzing from the night before. I was disappointed though when I awoke alone in the morning, I took it as a form of rejection, or worse, regret. I made my less than graceful...
It was a long hard ride. Cien kept Regan with him, holding her gingerly in his arms. She was bruised to high heaven, he knew. Subconsciously he tightened his hold on her as he thought of the way she was beaten right in front of him. She groaned in response, and he instantly eased up on her. She'd slept most of the last few days away, and for that reason al...
Surprisingly, I found myself in a beautifully decorated yet modestly furnished home. Candles everywhere to set the ambiance. Not really my thing typically, but I was quickly swept away to another room. Never giving the candles a second thought. All that was in my head, is that I am going to become the slut again. I could not wait. Back to the beginning, whi...
Author's note: This story doesn't seem to be as popular as some of my others, I don't know why that is particularly... it's a lot more 'real', certainly more 'real' than 'Owned!' or 'Out of Your Hands' which are both quite far-fetched really... It doesn't bother me particularly I'm just interested to know people's opinion and so I really do welcome your feed...
"Little Misunderstandings of No Importance" "...Rather than regret for what I have written, I feel regret for what I shall never be able to read." Antonio Tabucchi ***** During my freshman year, in a time before central air and with the windows open in the still of night you could hear the corn grow, I worked the counter at the five and dime. The store wa...