Mistress Susan invites Glenn to her dungeon for discipline, punishment, and humiliation. Glenn knew enough about bondage, discipline, punishment, and humiliation to know what he liked and didn't like. Glad that he had put a safe word in place, 'Meow', when things got too rough and he wanted to stop that particular action, Glenn didn't like pain. He never un...
*This is a story I wrote for my girlfriend, one of a few she had the (alleged) pleasure of reading. She has very specific fetishes and so do I. This along with the particular narration style of the story might be a challenge for some, just like the main character being a woman might. I hope many people will still enjoy it and let me know what they think. Thi...
Lord Winchester sat at his ornate desk and mulled over the account ledgers in front of him. As owner and manager of one of the largest estates in Northumberland, Winchester had to be knowledgeable in many fields. A good head for business matters was just as important as knowing which crops to plant and when to plant them or which stallion to breed to which m...
A short story to distract me for a bit. Nothing new here. Move along if you want ground breaking. Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. David Coverdale, Bernie Marsden: "I don't know where I'm goin', but I sure know where I've been." + + + + Marcie, my wife...
I wake up in a small strange concrete room, still wearing the pink latex that Master Brent bought for me but this time without the hood or the gag. I look down and see masters foot on the concrete floor tapping. As I look further up I see his tall muscular body dressed in tight leather and the big smirk on his face as he says "well looks like our little bitc...
Sub finds his perfect Dominatrix online. The only problem is that she's his boss. A big man, comfort while sitting for a long period of time had always been elusive. Glenn slept on an expensive mattress, had comfortable seats in his car, an overstuffed, leather recliner with lumbar support in his living room, and sat a on a cushy office chair when sitting i...
The prisoner was brought to the second chamber, where she was stripped naked, blindfolded, and chained to the ceiling with her wrists above her head, forcing her to stand. The dungeon master grabs his flogger and a thick piece of cloth, then walks slowly over to the prisoner, making sure she hears and anticipates every step of his boots on the stone floor....
I carefully descended the stone steps to the cellar, I unlocked the heavy oak dungeon door with a heavy heart and paused to admire her one last time, she knew something was wrong immediately, I suppose it was intuition. She peered through the bars of her metal cage, a five foot cube with inch and a quarter bars at three inch spacing, she was naked apart fro...
This story is still in its infancy, there's a lot I'd like to improve on and nothing is completely finalized. Reviews and criticisms are welcomed and appreciated, I'm a somewhat new author and I have a lot to learn. This story is also primarily based around a video game series called Dungeon Keeper with my own little twists to change the dynamics. New: Chapt...
If you have begun reading my story at this chapter, there are a few details you ought to know. My name is Peggy, but my college friends all call me Pygmy. I'm not just petite; at 19 I'm darn near child-like. I decided to use my Lolita looks to make a pile of cash on the Internet with some interesting results. For one thing, my Dad has horned in on my busines...