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The Path to Abandonment Pt. 07

by bondshi06 on Nov 1, 2017
BDSM

"Shhh, it's all good." I heard Mistress say as she placed a hand on my chest and stomach soothingly and began to stroke me gently. "Ohhh, darling, did I hurt you?" Madame taunted me "I just tore off the proverbial band-aid quickly in order not to have you suffer needlessly." And with these words Madame also laid a hand on my breast and began to caress me t...

A Lesson Well Learned

by Sirsfaith on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She meekly gazes at the floor as her Master scolds her for not obeying his instructions in a timely fashion. I am sorry Master, I truly am. I wont make this mistake again...she whispers to Him. He looks sternly down at her and says Well precious that is something you will need to prove to me but first I want that delectable mouth on my cock! NOW! Come here a...

A Transformation

on Sep 23, 2012
BDSM

Professor Hana Klein's thesis class had the strangest, most frightening reputation for all the girls who took it. And it was a requirement for the Women's Studies program at Seattle's Miranda college. Rumors circulated that students from the class frequently dropped out, went crazy, or just plain disappeared. And Professor Klein, a tall statuesque woman in h...

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H1W1

by Nosmel on Oct 19, 2017
Fantasy

It's been several years since the epidemic broke out, effecting everyone in the world nearly simultaneously. Due to its symptom free nature, at least initially, as well as the quick incubation time and airborne transmission vectors, the whole world was infected by the time the first signs began to show in earnest. It had some official designation, H1W1 or so...

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The Professor

by LenNeal on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"I'm going to do whatever I want to you," he whispered in her ear. "Anything I want." He slapped her ass cheek, hard. The impact made a sharp cracking sound, and the woman beneath him shuddered and writhed in her restraints, but she made no sound. He could see her clenching her jaw, and sense the tension in her body, a tension it was his mission to release...

The Day Master Took Her Breath Away

by Loose_by_name on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She flinched as the key turned in the lock, even though he was expected, knowing he was but a few paces away at the door letting himself into her flat...her world...her life... Produced butterflies in the pit of stomach the intensity of which made them feel more like elephants. He pulled her up from her chair and kissed her passionately yet dismissively. Sho...

A Day of Punishment

by slavesharon on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It started off as a normal day. I was laying in bed stark naked. I could see the sun peaking through the curtains. As usual, I woke up extremely horny. So, I rolled over and started kissing down my Master, Kevin. As I was kissing, I could feel his hardness. I slowly moved my tongue around the head of his penis and up and down the shaft. I was licking his bal...

In Defense of 'Suck'

by JuanSeiszFitzHall on Sep 24, 2019
Reviews & Essays

How can this be? In an era that may be the most tolerant ever, people in all walks of life still use the word 'suck' negatively. As an insult or a denigration, this is not only offensive, but nonsensical. Is it not an inherent contradiction that a person who puts something down by saying that it sucks would also be driven to the heights of pleasure and happi...

Big Trouble

by LaurelAspen on Sep 24, 2019
BDSM

Miranda is, Juan reflects pleasurably, a quite delightfully wicked woman. Standing a good head shorter than him she looks, all long eyelashes and bright brown eyes, flirtaceously up at her beau; exuding the merest hint of her customary Chanel 19, erect nipples proudly prominent beneath a tight T-shirt and an expectant expression on her face. "Turn around"...

A Tale of Force

by homaster on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Part 1 - "Like It Or Not, Bitch!" The August, Friday night was blazing-hot and Kayla wiped sweat off her forehead while thinking she was going to do likewise when she reached under her dress, to realize that the moisture glistening on the fuck-hump between her legs consisted largely of twat-juice. That was in contradiction to her seeming to be sweet, which...