Author's note and disclaimer: This is a story containing non-consensual sexual acts (including cross-dressing, bondage, and other fun stuff) performed by a woman on her unwilling slave. In real life, all acts should be consensual - stories like this are only for fantasies and for fueling scenes. Comments and criticisms are welcome, of course. I'm in the p...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know but if you are only going to give crappy feedback as in 'it sucks' then go frost yourself and hope you need a new wanker... No...
**The characters in this story are real, although any names are fictional. The events described did not take place, but they could** * PART ONE I am nervous as I fumble with the key you sent me, easing it into the lock of the door you directed me to. My hands tremble as I push the door shut behind me. There are no windows, and I pause for a moment to allo...
There I was walking down a snow and slush covered street in a pair of not so water resistant running shoes, muttering to myself, "Fucking silly slut!!" Why was I wandering around in the slush and snow you may be wondering? Well let me tell you how it all began and where it went. By the way get comfy because it's a long story. It all started a couple of mon...
Never run blind. It was a lesson he had always failed. Sometimes blind was all a man could be when he was filled with a blind rage fueled by a blind hate because of a blind love. He continued fastening the buttons on his shirt, staring at her closed bedroom door. He wondered if she would ever come out again, terrified of how she would look at him when she fi...
In the dim light of the single bare light bulb above the door in alley, she recognized the blood red painted heavy steel door. Her heart races as she recalls their last conversation yesterday morning, his command to come to this place, but only if she was willing to commit to him, completely. She had spent a sleepless night in a mixture of fear, anxiety, e...
For my darling Megs * Kendall stood up before the assembled ladies of her exclusive women's luncheon club and pointed her finger at her daughter-in-law Elizabeth to join her on the stage. Kendall was enjoying herself immensely and looked forward to this little presentation. Meanwhile her daughter-in-law, at 25 only a few years younger than her dominating m...
Julia was not made to be dominant .. she needs to submit. Her words again .. I really thought I'd cracked it....... I could see for myself how much my Master had enjoyed the display...... and later he told me I'd done well. But he hadn't finished with me yet. He wouldn't leave me to become complacent. I arrived at his house the next evening, only to be tol...
Becca had felt an absolute thrill from her punishment of Josh and Robert. The feeling of sexual dominance had flown through her along with the adrenaline, as she knew she had enacted justice for her client. She had sent the photographs she took of the two punished frat boys to Sarah as proof of a mission well done. Within a couple of weeks, another client h...
Chris looked around the room, trying to remember the last time he actually was in it. When he and his now ex-wife bought the house, the room was originally going to be an office, and then turned into a kids room. Since the divorce, it became clear that it would remain an office for near future. This night, he found himself sitting being the desk on his lapto...