Oh, he was a pretty lad, he was, with dark eyes that flashed with the mysteries of the deep seas. He was dressed too fine for a common sailor, and I fancied that he must be a gent, coming down to the tavern on the wharf to get a look at the vessels as they came into port. "Well, I thought," as I caught his eye. "I have two vessels here that need a harbor f...
Wrist rubbed red from hours in ropes. A blindfold bleached from catching sweat from a soggy blonde mop. Chapped lips chew a cherry ball gag. A worn chest welted by kisses from the whip. A lower back arches aching from hours in the stockage. His quads quaking, his butt asking for a seat, and his feet swelling in his fashionable high heels. The best part fille...
He buzzed her in without saying a word. A portentous sign but what else had she expected? She rode up in the lift that he'd once made her come in before they'd reached the third floor and when the doors slid open she felt a weight forming in the pit of her stomach. She hadn't realised how much she was dreading this meeting. She dragged her feet towards his f...
The blanket wrapped tightly about her otherwise naked body, she kneels before the fireplace. As she basks in the warmth of the fire, she watches the wild dances of the many flames, drawn in by their hypnotic movements. Focusing her attention on the yellow-orange light, she falls inside herself, deep into her mind, thinking back upon the evening, an evening h...
[Author's note: This story was originally posted in "Lesbian Sex", but due to the heavy sadomasochistic themes of the series, I have moved it to "BDSM".] ***** -Dr Isabella Pacetti's Notes: To recap: Sophie Burton has started a new job as assistant to a novelist, Marie Alderney. She has moved into the author's house and befriended her maid, Katy. After a...
Mistress Chiristine commanded athletic ventures while she spied the man's naked flexation causing beads of sweat. Each push up was completed under her guidance and watchful gaze. Her eyes were serving to partially satiate a venomous appetite for domination of her sex toy. A single pump rested on the moving shoulder to apply pressure as she moistened her midd...
Many kinksters will argue that BDSM is about physics- the creamy rhythm between the cane and the flesh, or the quiet intensity of tying a submissive in a challenging and artistic position. Others might counter by saying that is all about biology- kink electrifying the exchange of endorphins and fuelling the intensity of the pain and pleasure paradigm. Two e...
When she lifted her lips from mine, my mind and body rebelled against each other. My limbs relaxed and pliable, my thoughts reeling and chaotic. Her hand stroked my cheek, and I leaned into it, but it was not my will which willed it. When she slid her fingers into my mouth, my mouth sucked but my mind retched. When her fingernails scraped down my chest, my b...
The following is a true story and I have done my best not to exaggerate even the smallest detail: Friday, October 10, 2014. 12:00 AM After weeks of talking and getting comfortable I decided to visit my new... friend. Brenda intrigued me beyond the normal sexual attraction I have with beautiful women. There is a connection between us that I am only just be...
He waited in bed for her, idly rubbing the collar around his neck. It felt so heavy, so new…so permanent. His hands found their way to the lock, and he smiled softly, knowing whom it was that she treasured most. He has proven his value and worth, his utter devotion, and most of all, his unconditional love. No one can take away what he has earned, no one but...