After my blow job in the garage, Lori kissed me on the cheek and headed upstairs. When she went ahead of me I saw her ass for the first time and noticed a criss cross pattern across her tight heart shaped rear. When I asked her about it she just replied she had been bad and Miss Donna had needed to punish her. Before I could follow up she told me to be quiet...
A common misconception about men who commit to serving a Mistress is that they are weak. A black and white distinction that slaves are weak and Mistresses are strong is a foolish assumption to make. Mistress Donna had to admit that many a slave has gained her respect by his unflinching loyalty and devotion, despite painful and traumatic circumstances. Only s...
Anita leads me back into the alley, my arms still secured behind my back, my shoulders aching and numb. She stops before opening the hatch of her SUV, looks at me with an evil grin on her face, and says "Oh my, what was I thinking? I can't take you shopping looking like that. You wait right here and I'll go get you something to wear on our shopping trip." W...
"Why don't you turn the tape recorder off?" Phillip Davies looks across the table at me with his smouldering blue eyes that have earned him millions and a good chance at an Oscar. My stomach that has been in knots all week since I got the assignment clenches and releases and I try hard not to throw up into my macchiato. I glance at my notepad as I play...
"I hate Valentines Day." Lizzy flopped down on the couch in front of the TV, turning it on. "Don't say that." Said Amy through the phone "Valentine's Day is great." "Yeah for you. You have a boyfriend." "Don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll find something to do. I have to go but I'll call you later." "Sure. Bye Amy." "'Night, K." Lizzy turned off the...
As a supervisor in a field office, the home office gave me quite a bit of responsibility in making personnel decisions regarding the twenty or so people that reported to me on a daily basis. I never let the responsibility for such things go to my head and I never used the little authority I had to bully any of my employees. I guess I shouldn't say never, tho...
Prologue: Before our morning session, I texted her the following: Here are your exact commands. Deviate from them and you will be severely punished. Enter the room. Do not say anything or make a sound. Do not, under any circumstances, look at me. Your eyes are to remain looking at the floor. Put on a black pair of heels. I will be sitting on the couch. You...
Every man knows it's his duty and destiny to fill as many pussies as humanly possible with potent seed. If a cunt is unprotected, and can be impregnated, then any legal strategy is worth the effort. It is the duty, of every self-respecting male to knock up every cunt he possibly can. Footnote: Arlene, you too are a delicious cunt, this story is dedicated t...
She was nervous. Her heart raced as she drove down the dirt road. She knew he waited for her at the end of that road, although she didn't really know who he was or what was going to happen. She wrestled with herself, back and forth, part of her wanted this so badly but the other part, the voice of reason, told her this was dangerous. She stopped her car in t...
"Sit still!" Shelley's voice is soft but commanding. Seated on the bedroom chair, I squeeze my thighs together, fighting the urge to squirm, anticipating terrors and pleasures alike. Through the ensuing silence– a few seconds, a minute, maybe longer - I stare unblinkingly at the wall of the hotel room, sensing her presence behind me. I tune in to the sound...