You pause for a moment to consider your position. You are on your hands and knees between another woman's thighs. She wants you to eat her pussy, the thought of which makes you sick in your stomach. She has the means to punish you if you don't obey. You can feel the clamps tight on your nipples and remember the previous shocks that had jolted you. At the sam...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (12 min/mp3) * * * * * Look at yourself in the mirror. The posture collar and blinders should make it difficult to look anywhere else. I don't want you trying to look away, even for a second. Drink in the sight of your beautiful, bound body. Don't you think you look cute tied naked to a chair?...
Monday morning, British Politics: People and Power, two hours worth of lectures all before 11am. Really, could my day get any worse? The shrill bleeping off the alarm clock still ringing in my head, 7:45, and definitely time to get up, i still had too much to do before my first class. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, eyelids still heavy and tired from stayin...
My latest dream went like this: We haven't had a night out for quite a while. No time without the kid, the animals or any of the general business that comes with our house. So we came up with a plan to spend a Friday night at a hotel in Seattle. We'd found someone to watch the house and the kid, so all we had to do was go downtown and have a great night. To...
Author's Note: I have written a lot over the years, but this is my first attempt at writing a story in the first person. Any mistakes, typos etc. are on me. This chapter, at least, moves at a bit slower pace than some of you like/want but this is how it came out when I was writing it. I do appreciate any constructive feedback. If the feedback is generally po...
The sun awakes the bright white of our comforter, drenching the room with warm light. Sir shifts into my back and I feel the warmth of him curve into me. Gratitude and peace sweep over me as he spoons his body into mine. We fit. And every morning we fit like this. "Good morning, love," he yawns. I can't yet read the through the rasp of his morning voice....
That morning, I woke up with so many thoughts running through my mind. I got dressed with a little more excitement and purpose. I've never worn vibrating panties so I don't know what to expect and I've surely never pictured me wearing them out in public. They were cute little red and white ones and felt incredibly sexy on me. I stared at myself in the mirror...
This material is intended for readers at least 18 yrs. of age or older. If you are not 18 leave now. This story is purely fictional and not meant to be taken any other way. With the memory of his first anniversary still fresh in his mind, Bill decided this year, things were gonna be his way. He wanted to introduce his wife to new ideas. Not pain but pleasur...
"Angel. Don't cook dinner tonight. We're going out." My eyebrows arch up at this announcement. I don't mind going out to dinner, but I do love cooking for my Sir. Cooking is only one of the many labors of love I perform for him every day. At the same time, if he wants to eat out, that is his choice. "Yes, Sir." I reply. "How does Sir want me dressed for di...
Author's note: Here's Chapter Three of "Slave Girl Emily." The heroine is an undergraduate who has discovered she has an overwhelming desire to be someone's slave. Together with another student, a boy named Andrew, she felt her way into the BDSM lifestyle. Her first relationship didn't work out, but now she has met a potential Master, attended a play party w...