Brianna and Jennifer closed the steam room's door leaving Max lying on his back, recuperating inside. The cool shower dressing area was a relief from the stifling heat and incendiary sex. "Same shower?" Bri asked after checking to see if they were alone. She was ¬-rewarded with a nod from Jennifer. The large shower stall easily accommodated the two of them...
In the late 1960s, at 18 I was nearing the end of my very normal teenage years, a new friend joined our gang, Harry. We played a lot of football then and we were all used to the teams showering in communal changing rooms. But Harry was not into sports. However, one rather hot summer day, as we were coming back from the beach, the bus dropped us together in t...
Chapter 20: "Locat Nazu requiem...Naza locat requiem...locat nazu..." The chant had been going on for seven days. The witches of the pure elements, water, earth, fire, and air continued their location chant in vain. Caligula stood over them, staring at the marble basin and its odd stillness with disdain. Despite their best efforts, despite his immeasurab...
I am late again. I begin to apologise and explain, but you cut me off with a finger on my lips. You do not say anything, but turn on your computer and open a website from your favourites bar. From the options that are presented on screen, you instruct me to enter moderate severity, three different implements and one additional punishment, to be delivered c...
Brian and Lisa planned for a summer wedding. The day after their engagement, Brian took Lisa to the tattoo parlor. He had been working on a design for the past few years. He wanted his future wife and slave to wear a permanent mark of his ownership. The design was an outline of a man holding a leash attached to his slave. She was on her knees. On her ass was...
Rodney was quaking, in that little change booth, Miss Newbold before him, his socks and moccasins discarded. And his fingers shook as he loosened the buttons on his shirt. He was being made to strip. In front of this sales lady with the long nose, glasses, black dress. He shook as he fumbled. All his funny feelings flooded back. Those secret thoughts abo...
Chapter Four: ...Doctor, Doctor Proctosis I Presume My thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of the door opening and a new voice entering the room with the secretary's. Self-consciousness swept through me again, but I kept my eyes in the corner pretending to be invisible, not wishing to offend. I had come to realize, though I was laden with shame from bei...
Why does a maintenance night thrill me so much? I know that by the time I go to sleep I will be sore in every place imaginable. You see, my HoH does not just maintain my bottom, he maintains my bottom, my nipples, by mouth, my anus, my pussy. I don't work on Wednesdays, so every Tuesday night is Maintenance Night, whether I want it or not. Actually, my wants...
Chapter One We spend our last day at the beach enjoying our surroundings. Lil one, my 24yo trainee, has just told me that her Master is cruel to her and she's afraid to go back to him. I've told her that I would take care of this and make it right. My heart aches for her. I have been concerned by some of her actions, that there was something wrong, and now...
[True Story] Author's Note: This is the true story of my first-ever experience as a submissive. The full title was originally "Early Bird Dinner: Hyperrealism, Mundanity, and Sexual Taboo." It has a long exposition, but no detail was spared, and I promise it all pays off in the end ;). More to come in Part 2. I hope you enjoy! // I bat my eyelashes at the...