"There," Master says. I tug experimentally on the cuff she has just locked around my ankle, and that feeling of helplessness and trust washes over me like a warm, gentle wave. She looks at me appraisingly. "You know what happens next, slut." I nod, not speaking. She has taken my words for this scene. I am not allowed words, only grunts, moans and whimpers...
(thank you for the feed back on my first Submission. I ask you to please read these in order) _____________________________ "Welcome Imogen." There was no smile from me. This was part of our trade. I was to take control and dominate from the start. "Take off your coat, slut." She glanced across, noticing that the blinds to the office were open. Anyone...
I stood, caught in the weight and severity of his gaze. The hard, dark tone of his voice made me shiver; both in fear, and in sexual excitement. "What the fuck are you doing." His voice cut through me again. Not a question, rather, a statement of disapproval. A tone that immediately let me know that I would be foolish to lie to him, and that I couldn't stop...
“It was a pretty easy day at work. Customers were pleasant and sales were better than expected. Life was good. When I came home the message light on the phone was flashing. Punching the code revealed four new messages. I reviewed them…a couple of customers, a sales pitch for spring cleaning, and a request to call back MJ. MJ was a photographer who had done...
It had been a long week. I had started work on Monday having to deal with crises that had started as soon as I left on Friday, and the fires had just gotten bigger as the week went on. I was really looking forward to getting home, having a few drinks, and just relaxing. All I needed to do first was stop and pick up some food from the grocery store. I had ju...
Summary: Husband tries and fails to resist hot, slutty teen. Note 1: All characters are at least 18 years of age. Note 2: This is a Summer 2017 Contest Story! Thanks to Tex Bethoven, Robert, and Wayne for editing. A man can only be tempted so far before he snaps. Or in my case, pops. I'll be truthful: as a good looking married man as well as a profess...
"Hi… Mom!" I drew out that last part, my voice dripping with sarcasm, and heard her giggle at the other end of the line. "Hi, Donna," Faye chimed musically, the smirk in her voice apparent. "Did Angie give you my message?" "With a vengeance," I groaned melodramatically. "She literally fucked me stupid; I went out like a light. This morning, I was...
Sam was a slut. She knew it, her family knew it, her friends knew it, in fact everyone knew it. She didn't care though. She actually had a medical condition; Hornyfuckslutism. She had never heard of it until the day her mum forced her to see a 'sexual doctor'. Her mum had walked in on her being fucked by two older men when she was just 18. One was up her ass...
Angelina and I had been at her photo shot all day. She had given me orders not to wear anything under my mini-skirt and to sit in a raised chair so that during the shot she could relax and look over at my pussy and think of what to do with me when we got home. After the shots she was usually tense because of the demands made of her so I knew the evening was...
To understand my weariness and cynicism, you must understand that there are insufficient Dommes in this world, that most of those are already committed to slaves and submissives, that of those remaining many are -- well -- not to everyone's tastes. Not that I am to everyone's taste, I might add, but I'm relatively young and still manage to look pretty good i...