At some point sitting in the tub, we both fell asleep. Ms. Laura woke up first and climbed out. As she did I opened my eyes. She started to dry off with her towel. "I guess we fell asleep there sexy," she wrapped the towel around her middle section, "it's almost six o'clock." I looked over at the clock by the bed and sure enough it was 5:54. "Where were y...
My wife, Bridget, was at home already, as was her usual routine, when I arrived that Friday afternoon. I heard her in her office working. Bridget is a freelance analyst and consultant for marketing, among other things. She works from home mostly. "Frank?" She called from her office. "Come in here." I walked into her office and there she was, at her desk...
The two of them made an interesting pair, Miranda thought. The woman was of medium height, heavyset, with long brown hair wearing a black skirt and maroon top. He was tall, very slender, pale and dark-haired, wearing jeans and a black shirt. Hearing them talk was even more interesting; he had a distinct Scottish accent, she, a bit of a Southern US lilt. He...
Melanie dropped Mart off at the junction with Ackerman Street and ordered him to go straight to her flat he did so and entered covertly by the rear door. He eagerly stripped and was attired by his mistress, who spent an eternity posing with him, carefully choosing various outfits. Mart looked up at her from his knees, leashed and ready to indulge Melanie in...
If you dislike stories where the women are strong and dominant and the men serve and are submissive, then go find another story to read and criticize. * I've performed as a sex toy for a dominant woman this past year. It was never my fantasy to be a sex toy, but here's what happened. One day, I searched through the website profiles in my area, looking for...
Sara anxiously watched the clock. 4:45 on a Friday afternoon has to be the longest fifteen minutes of the whole week. She had no real plans for the weekend; it had just been one of those weeks. She was ready to kick back and relax; maybe she would stop and have a drink or two on the way home. As long as she was out of the office, she didn't care. Finally, 5:...
In the morning I showered and dressed casually as directed by Mistress Wendy. My new black skinny jeans and a plain blouse with light day make up and my cork wedges. Some jewelry and my handbag and I was ready. Mistress wore leggings and a tunic top with her long hair tied up in a bun. Wearing flats, she was still much taller than me. We had a light breakfa...
I have an unusual relationship with my Mistress, Mistress Susan. I know this because another Mistress told me so. I was seeing a professional dominatrix, Mistress Linda. Mistress Linda tried to understand my urges, and I usually was satisfied after a visit with her, but something was missing. On what turned out to be my final visit, I told Mistress Linda exa...
You may want to read the first part, Financial Domination, to see the original context for this account. My mistress, Mistress Angela, has commanded me to write another account of how we live. I have been Mistress Angela's money slave and cuckold for six months now. She moved in with me a little over four months ago. We quickly settled into a routine after...
To be a bitch, darlings, is to celebrate. Life. Love. Lust. But most of all, celebrate yourself. That's why a bitch is hot. And you want to be a bitch, don't you? That is why are are listening. You want to be like me. Know that you already are. But still hiding it. Not admitting it, not even to yourself. Especially to yourself. You want it. No longer be ch...