After I've dropped the egg from my drenched pussy, you say "Hmm, the punishment should match the deed, don't you think?" With those last words, I feel the flogger come down on the top of my mons with the tips curling toward my clit. I squirm trying to move away. "Stop moving. You should take your swats for dropping the gift I placed in your little snatch."...
Standing behind her, he stares, eyes black as coal. Her cuffed wrists are attached to the hook above her head, her ankles locked into a three-foot spreader bar. Faint scars played across the caramel skin of shoulders, ass and thighs, souvenirs from past encounters. Today, new ones would join them. He rolled the handle of the dragon's tail in his hands, fe...
Pt. 2: Master Arrives Home She hurried through her shower worried that she would take to long and not be waiting in the Playroom as Master had told her to do in the note but upon getting out of the shower and drying off she looked at the clock saying 5:35. She didn't know whether to think the time was dragging by or moving to fast. After finishing toweling...
Planning a surprise for You is difficult at the best of times, but I wanted to do something special for the one year anniversary of O/our power exchange. You take such wonderful care of me and see to all my needs so I want to show my appreciation. After I get done with the dishes, I head towards the ensuite bathroom. I climb in the shower, washing myself t...
Every time I close my eyes I hope I'll have the dream again. The most perfect, vivid, and memorable dream I've ever had. I remember every sight, taste, smell, and feeling like I lived it yesterday. Everything around me was bathed in soft, glowing white light. I recognized right away that I wasn't in the real world. I was in a fantasy world. Somehow I knew...
Everyone knows that all -- or at least, all I've talked with - women have a rape fantasy. We don't want the fear and violence that goes with actually being raped. We fantasize about being taken by a stranger, our body used by him and being unable to prevent it. Fewer men know that women also have a slut fantasy. This fantasy, while still somewhat dangerous,...
Life had got in the way for a bit after our last encounter - you know how it is with work, so it was a good few weeks that we felt up to anything even remotely mischievous. But it was enough time to me to have a whole new idea of what I wanted to do with my good mistress. They started much as these things often do, one weekend where we woke up early, did th...
In The Apartment After I give her a chance to relax and recover from her orgasm, I ask her, "Are you going to be able to walk or should I carry you back to my apartment?" "While I might be able to walk in a little while, I would very much like for you to carry me. I do think that that it will be faster in your arms, and very much more pleasurable for me th...
Florian lay in what could be best described as a doggie style position on the basement floor. There was a long metal bar with four cuffs to it, and Flo's ankles were cuffed to the outer bars, and her wrists to the inner bars. As the bar went between Florian's legs and the cuffs were straight across, this put her at a cramping disadvantage. Florian wished...
This story is full of degrading and humiliating fantasies. Unless you enjoy a seriously degrading and disgusting theme, I strongly suggest that you do not read this story. * Wednesday. Sir. The next morning, I awoke at about 9am. I had booked the week off, just to spend with the slut I now have tied over the chair. Her dream is to be treated like a toy,...