In the manner of Gregory Maguire, who provided us with a version of the childhood standard The Wizard of Oz through the eyes of the "wicked" witch, I have re-written my favorite BDSM story, Both Master and Slave, written by Martin Sharpe (published in 2001 by Silver Moon Books in Great Britain), from the point of view of the submissive, rather than the Maste...
Jillian had a man. He was a perfectly good man: older by 10 years, kind, hardworking and good to the kids. Their life together was good; they'd been together 12 years and she loved him as much as always. In bed, she did her duties and he did his, once a week, usually Thursday nights after WWE Smackdown, when Jerry would have a few beers and come to bed in th...
The Silver Haired Man took the hand of his exquisite and very tall companion as they advanced to the first cell. The metal wall shimmered to allow them to see in, the occupants unaware of the voyeurs. It was a wide sterile room of an unknown white material. On the opposite side of the room, a tall, well muscled bald man of perhaps 30 stood with his hands to...
Though Salamacia had proven herself to be a hardy person, enjoying hikes as well as sparring matches and exercise, she carried a trait that was stereotypical for women - a love of shopping. Sena wondered why on earth her wife thought she needed more things. Though Sena had never lacked for anything she needed back on the Silver Isles, her family seemed almo...
Okay, this chapter may be a little confusing because of the times, like the end of the last chapter, but there is a reason for it and the time thing will only be used sparingly afterwards. Otherwise, enjoy, I am working on the next chapter. * They arrived a half hour later at a much quieter part of the market, and she found that they had as great a selecti...
At nine o'clock on Tuesday night, Darin stepped into Sweet Curves, which was smaller than Silver Street but was one of the better clubs in the city, much like Silver Street had been two years before. There was a two-drink minimum rather than a cover, so he ordered a bottle of water, exchanged some twenties for ones, and tipped the bartender generously. That...
Leutnant Adolf Sturmundrang, (a.k.a. Windrunner) would have probably been cursing his luck or perhaps even those who had led him into the predicament but the silver handcuffs and shackles burned to0 badly for him to even think. Worse yet, there was a headsman's block clearly in sight with a moon silver ax stuck into it. It was strange stuff, moon silver. It...
Welcome to The Void, John, an infinite universe of my own creation to be used in upcoming stories. The premise is simple, The Void is the name of an infinite expanse of open air in which float individual islands ranging in size from small rocks to continents hundreds of kilometers wide. On these islands exist various races of humanoids and creatures that con...
This story and all characters are fictional. My sincere thanks to my editor findingmyvoice. Without her encouragement and editing, this story would have never been completed. .................................. Today is the 28th of July 2004, a date Joel Masterson will never forget. It's winter in Adelaide, South Australia. It is cold, windy and raining....
Author's Note: Thanks for the kind comments and feedback on the earlier chapters of this story! I'm new to Literotica, and I still haven't quite figured out how things work. Does this story belong in BDSM or sci-fi/fantasy? Because honestly, it's lives in both worlds. There is also an overarching plot that we are just starting to touch on in this chapter,...