Laying face-up on the bondage table, thick leather cuffs at the wrists and ankles, taut chains linking the cuffs to bolts underneath the table's upholstered top, held in place as the hydraulics slowly position the table to about a sixty-degree angle... This is what i have longed for all day, ever since the bus collided with a semi on the way to work at 7AM...
(Straight Male POV subjected to many things, Rape, forced Tran/gay sex in a Dungeon crawler setting)(Also please Note this is a story in progress. I work a lot so usually get most writing in about once or twice a week, I’m currently working on the Spindlefolk path. After that I’ll get back to the Succubus path. If you see something else you want me to jump o...
"Nancy, do you really think this crazy idea is going to work?" I asked myself. Let me explain. A few months ago I was fascinated by the idea of submitting to a dominant, and I rashly talked a man into being my 'master' for a scene. He agreed, and I chose a rather advanced toy in his dungeon, the wooden pony. A mistake, but not a fatal one. During that pon...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. (Mistress Calista is twenty-five, has dark brown hair, green eyes, is five feet four inches tall, weighs one hundred twenty pounds, h...
My husband's a computer geek for an offshore drilling company, and that means he's gone for long periods, often weeks. I've learned to adjust to this and I find I'm the one who needs to make important decisions without him. We'd been looking for a house for so long I'd almost given up. The problem was I wanted a large house, something like the Cleavers lived...
Ch. 07 Brandi and the bitches Kelly lay in bed wondering if she would feel better wearing a 'sirik'. The tight bonds would leave her helpless, dependent on a master. She missed her master for he knew how to treat her; in the way she craved. She sobbed quietly. He had never even taken her and that made her miss him all the more. He knew how to dominate so...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * It had been several weeks since the Seniors Club had been formed. It was a resounding success for its six members even though no a...
The Horned Reaper stood alone in the dank darkness of the long-abandoned dungeon. He sneered. Long abandoned. Being abandoned entailed it being occupied in the first place. This was no Dungeon. It was a tomb. His tomb. Long ago, he had been the most powerful servant of a powerful Keeper. In the name of his master, he had killed… Well… He couldn't remember ho...
(Fdom, oral/bi sex, clit/nipple torture) This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * * * * * (Mistress Calista is twenty-five, has dark brown hair, green eyes, is five feet...
Chapter 5: The Training Continues As I closed the door after the last client of the day Melissa padded on bare feet from the living room, an open can of VB in her hand. "Here you are Sir, I thought you may like a cold beer after a hard day of spanking." She giggled as she passed the drink to me. "Thank you my subbie, I love it when you read my mind," I lau...