She could feel the ropes gradually getting tighter as he constructed an elaborate rope dress. She had forgotten how constrictive a rope dresses could be. She inhaled as much as her chest would let her and then slowly let it out. He tightened the ropes again. The next time she inhaled, it was harder to get a full breath. Some people might have told him the ro...
Night falls and as darkness descends I close my eyes. I am lost in my thoughts and memories. Why didn't I just walk away? It's March 2007 and Henry Burk is throwing a party. His parties are legendary. Henry is the all-state pitcher on the school's baseball team and he is headed to college with a full scholarship. Everyone is there. We are telling jokes, lau...
She looked pure. Innocent and virtuous; untainted by the realities of modern life. She radiated divinity; the long white silk gown, clinging elegantly over her teenage torso, remained unkinked and unruffled in the bodice as she walked. It was exuberant: the skirt of the ball-gown style outfit covered by decorative ruffles. Her hair shimmered a soft buttery...
You are sitting at the kitchen table, reading your newspaper, and I'm on the other side of the table, wearing a sexy little black number eating fresh strawberries with cream for breakfast. Playfully, I throw a strawberry at you and hit the paper. You lower the paper and give me *that* look. I smile impishly and you say, "You won't be in such a playful mood i...
You groan in frustration as you struggle to finish marking yet another exam paper, your tired eyes no longer able to concentrate on the illegible writing. You had high expectations when you graduated from university with a first class degree in history and landed a job teaching history at Kuoh Academy, a prestigious all-girls school. It was a great opportuni...
With great effort, the Helltaker journeyed into hell, bashed skeletons, kicked rocks, solved every puzzle, and ultimately, gathered the finest cuties throughout the netherworld into his own demon harem. Armed with nothing more than a sharp suit, sexy shades, a great chocolate pancake recipe, and the wit to pick the right dialogue options- or the grit to go t...
Miss Jojo here. Everyone's favorite blonde tormentor. I'm reading a letter from my former submissive, Tamara. The butch Black woman I so enjoyed taming. Certainly brings back memories. I actually missed you quite a bit too, Tammy! I've been back to fucking with my young white women ( which I love) but I certainly do miss humiliating a beautiful Black Amazon...
"Kiss me." Paul's voice was soft, but insistent. Quietly demanding. Only minutes ago had we been in the coffee shop, conversing like old friends. It was our first in person meeting, though we had been chatting online for several months. His eyes had captured my attention: dark pools, the color of a stormy sea, with a depth not unlike the sea herself. I...
I was summoned for 9pm. I arrived 20 minutes early, freshly showered, eager to please. When I arrived he was waiting outside for me. He instructed me to go inside the building and not to speak. He simply walked around me, taking me in in silence. Then he grabbed hold of my neck from behind and walked me through to the lounge area. He placed my hands behind...
By any human understanding of the word, Valentina was well and truly dead. It was an affliction that overtook her as the first rays of the sun darted over the eastern horizon in the morning, and continued until the sun faded below the western. Her body was dead, but her mind, her essential self, that remained alive. It had spent the day entwined with Misty'...