They are alone in the old spare bedroom. There is a large metal bed, all rusty and squeaky. He blindfolds her and puts her down on the bed, handcuffing her to the bedpost. He's very strong and she couldn't fight him even if she wanted to. He ties her ankle to the bottom posts and she can't move while he slowly opens the buttons of her blouse. As he goes, bru...
I woke up with a start, and a feeling of horror mixed with shame came over me. Horror and shame about the way everything turned out at the end. The dream had started out so sexy, and had turned so dark at the end! How did I possibly dream such perversity? I rarely ever remember my dreams, and in the event that I do, the details are always frustratingly vagu...
I'm in the kitchen making coffee for him, no sugar and a hefty splash of cream, just in my night shirt. And the soft leather collar of course, with the metal chain hanging down my back. The cool metal feels good through the thin shirt, resting on my ass, bouncing when I walk, reminding me of who I belong to. My pussy is a little sore from the rough way he...
You know I've been wondering what's my fetish, what's my kink? What's the thing that will make my mind cease to think, and give the wheel to my dick as i chase whatever sexual high some people may find a little bit sick, I mean what is it? What's my switch, my button, my key that will drive me straight to the cliff, and over the edge into the seas of bliss...
I watched her ass sway back and forth as she crawled on all 4s towards my bedroom. As she disappeared around the corner into the room I took the last sip of my whiskey. I wanted to drag this on, I only had one night with her so I had to make it count. With any luck tomorrow night she will come back free of charge. I decided I wanted to build the anticipation...
Linda went home with her groceries and prepared for her "tattoo." That included shaving her legs, plucking her eyebrows, trimming her pubic hair, and douching her lady parts. She really did want the tattoo and had been thinking about it for a while. She was a very good-looking woman and very successful, so she didn't need to permanently mark her body to ge...
Editing provided by daddys_princess24 Prologue Swipe. BEEP. "$1.79" Swipe. BEEP. "$2.59" Swipe... swipe... Evan picked up the can of sweet corn and studied it briefly before seeing that the bar-code was damaged. It didn't help that the GC Supermart that he worked at had equipment from the 80s. He held it in his hand as he began to manually enter the nu...
A perfect drop of my coral nail polish landed on the hardwood floor. That would need to be cleaned up before Daddy got home. I was laying naked in my bedroom with my ass at the edge of the bed, painting my toenails with my feet propped on the back of my subby boy, puppy. When I paused to dip the brush back into the bottle on the nightstand, puppy had fidget...
**content warning: bondage, humiliation and impact play** The anticipation hangs in the air, almost tangible. Knowing you have no control over what's going to happen is enough to make you quiver with need. Sure, we've talked about limits and safewords and all of that before we'd ever started, but now that we have, the reality of the situation is starting to...
The sand is soft and warm. I'm sitting on a heavy rope bondage frame, feet in the sand. It gets into my shoes. But its all right. It feels good. My coffee is in the sand. I'm tired of the camp duties that I just finished. I heard these guys were playing this evening, so I thought it'd be nice to sit in the sand and watch, just relaxing and drinking my coffee...