Sir had been out of town for two weeks but he left specific instructions for Carrie to follow. She did fine for the first few days until she began to get cocky. She thought to herself, "He's not here, how will he know what I'm doing?" So she slipped one hand inside her panties and began to slowly rub her pretty pussy. Mmm, it felt so good! She let her oth...
Edited by Susurrus Early evening fell, and the entire resort felt the electric air of expectation. The events of the past two days had set the tone Steve had been aiming for: a feeling of freedom and acceptance, as well as one of hedonism and lust. As they got comfortable with their experience, most guests had become more and more public with their sex ac...
When I was interviewing Zerzinski this afternoon, I was once again thinking about the vastly different reactions people can have to the whole Donor X phenomenon. As well as to Zerzinski's specific kind of sexual orientation, and how people respond to that. The evening's readings were a fascinating exercise in contrast. Rie never came over that night. Pre...
Some time has passed since Bonnie's visit in the club. During that time nothing spectacular has happened. Her daily ritual of being in position reciting the Standing Rules, occasionally being put in the Sensory Deprivation Box, sex with Him and shared with a few others were pretty much the rule but no big deal. He had sold His car and bought a Pick-up truck...
I have written some of my thoughts on training my own bi slave husband in the past and thought that perhaps a primer on bringing new bi slaves into the fold would be helpful. I have been the Domme to my bi submissive slave husband for 15 years. We have been married for 20 years, are in our early 50's, and it was obviously a journey to get where we are and a...
Journal Entry 11-11-2017 I don't know exactly how to explain this, but who else do I tell; I have mixed feelings about all of this so I'm going to tell you the story of my experiences, maybe writing this all down will help me sort it all out. So, Dear Journal, Since I don't write in you often, I'll have to start from the beginning and tell you everythin...
Part 1 I want you to know up front that I'm telling you this first story so that I can tell you a better one later. My husband had warned me that this next session was going to be a special one. Normally when he says something like this I just assume that it's going to be a new adventure only slightly out of the ordinary, but this time there was something m...
The sound-proof headphones really did their job; the only sounds I was hearing was my own nervous, ragged breathing and the quickened beating of my heart. It was all shallow, distant, I wasn't even sure that it was my own breathe. I hadn't been able to taste anything but the rubber of the way-too-big ball gag she had placed in my mouth, and the soreness it w...
Chapter Eight: Kerri's First Night at Our Studio. 7:30am. my alarm clock goes off and I awake a little bit groggy, beside me I realize from my fog of sleep that Kerri is asleep with me. I smile as I can't believe it's true. I stare at her, yes from the face up she is in drab at the moment. I have to get use to knowing the girl I am in love with is a genetic...
It did not seem incongruous to me that an event as momentous as this would be taking place in an undistinguished courtroom, in a nondescript county building, in a bland rural county, in the midst of a featureless Midwest State. As a child, I always thought that history's major events occurred on a grand stage. I knew that ordinary events happened in small...