Part I Tom felt bad, and stupid, for having let it slip to Vickey that he had paid massage therapists for hand jobs in the past. He honestly thought that this was not new news to her, but apparently it was. It didn't matter how long ago it had been, Vickey was livid and equated it to prostitution. "You paid for sex" was what she kept saying over and over. T...
jack involuntarily jerked back against the chain that stretched his collar as it was yanked twice by the strikingly beautiful Lady who held the little leather loop at the other end of the chain, his leash, as it were. He stood in a large room, paneled in old, dark oak, windowless, solemn and foreboding. It was like so many other rooms that he had seen before...
I sat there kneeling on the cold floor looking up into his eyes knowing full well not to take my eyes off his and let them drift beneath whenever he was speaking to me. Whenever he spoke, I had to give him my whole attention. It was difficult because my mind kept wandering down below. As he spoke to me, teaching me of what he expected my eyes drifted from hi...
(This is a fantasy. Thank you to my editor you know who you are. There is a Chapter 1 which would be helpful to read, but is not essential) Chapter II - The T-Bar "Come over here Elizabeth, I am not happy with you," I ordered. Elizabeth Delany, my 45 year old administrative assistant, came as quickly as she could walk. She took baby steps because her pan...
Erin felt the drip of sweat trickle down behind her ear and under her collar. God, this was humiliating! What if one of the patients from the waiting room looked up at her? Would they notice that she was sweating? Her furrowed brow? Would they be able to tell just from looking how much agony she was in? Would they guess who was punishing her, or why? She loo...
Author's Note: If you enjoy the story, please take an extra few seconds leave a comment or a vote. As always, thanks for reading. -------------------------------------------- My heart raced at the sound of His approaching footsteps as they resonated down the hardwood hallway to our bedroom. I waited as instructed, naked and kneeling on the floor in my usu...
The Search and the Discovery 1C (The Spirit Gods Have Spoken) -11- "Go into the bedroom, get on the first bed, on your knees with your head and nipples touching the bed, legs spread wide, and wait for me. Keep your arms stretched out above your head and keep your eyes closed. Once in that position, you are not to move any part of your body for any reason...
Editor's Note: this submission contains raceplay and femdom content. * Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of hav...
Author's Note: All characters are adults, which in this context means they are at least twenty-one years of age. ***** Dearest Emily, "I have always maintained," Lady Grey said, pausing to sip tea from a delicate bone china cup, "that a woman of marriageable age" - at which she looked pointedly at me - "must be chaste." Certainly she has given me no choic...
This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The thirteenth and fourteenth amendments to the constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit slavery. They only LIMIT slavery to punishment for crimes. In other words, the constitution...