(This story is set after but separate to my stories Fay 2 and Charlotte's Bet - read them if you want!) Jane sat back in her chair in the hotel's office and steepled her fingers as she considered the day. She was a fine looking woman, 37-years old with cool blue eyes and glossy, smartly-styled red hair. She'd put on a few pounds since her divorce a few ye...
"Wow, I can't believe it! Do you know how long it has been that I've wanted to go to a paddle party?" My wife was toweling her body dry. Her skin was bright and pink from the hot water. She had just returned from a massage session with Beth. "I know you've wanted it a long time." I was a little disappointed that this was a "women only" party. Her massage th...
Chapter One: Their First Party Before leaving after a night of spanking and sexual fun, Debbie told Ray and Joy that she would love for them to join their spanking club, and that their monthly meeting would be the coming weekend at a hotel located nearby. She explained that check-in begins at four, cocktails at five, but most members don't begin arriving un...
In more 30 years as a practicing (non-professional) Dominant, I've discussed this subject a number of times, with both submissives and Dominants. Some of them had been "lifestyle" for many years, some for only year or two, and others were beginners. The topic was: What is the difference between spankings (or flogging, or caning, etc.) of a "sensual" nature a...
The Hotel is the epitome of discretion; you'll find no advertisements or marketing of its services, not even a sign over the front door. The guests are famous, powerful people who demand -- and can afford -- a strictly private stay. Consequently this establishment is discriminating of whom it allows across the threshold. Making a reservation is not a forego...
Toy Party Story Recently I met with a person whose sole desire was to be fully dressed and transformed for me. We spent quite a bit of time on the phone discussing why feminization was such a powerful fantasy for him. He explained that he felt so vulnerable and powerless as a woman and that it was exactly the opposite of his everyday life where he held mu...
Warning: This is a bondage and discipline story about women spanking their husbands. It is also a CFNM story. And it is also a story that celebrates domestic discipline where the female, not the male, is the disciplinarian. If the thought of a woman using a paddle on her husband's behind upsets you, or if a story about men having to act as sex objects and s...
I slept well that night after watching Carrie lick Steve's cum off the floor. I woke early the next day and continued to finish unpacking the house. The going was slow, but the house had finally started to take shape. It was getting close to time for lunch when there was a knock on the front door. I was sure that it was Carrie coming back to invite me to an...
So here I was. Flat on my back, hands cuffed behind me, my wife straddling my face force feeding me her black master's cum and telling me of the past night's adventures. Angel continued with her story, "The next couple of hours were spent being instructed by Mistress Sheila on the fine art of spanking, where to spank, how hard, the use of various whips, pad...
I was loafing on my bed reading when I heard the front door open. I wasn't actually supposed to be home right then. I'd had a business trip scheduled that should have taken several days, but the person I'd gone to see had a heart attack the day I arrived and was in hospital. So I'd come home early and as it and was a Friday I didn't bother returning to the...