A week had passed since that first exploratory night. In the days that followed they had explored urination fetish at great length following her initial experience that night in the shower. She was unashamedly becoming addicted. As for her ass, they had intentionally given her body a few days to relax, given that she was still new to the intrusion. Lazil...
"I think you will like this new game, because you get to choose if you get to cum, and how you get to cum." So started the latest phase in my girlfriends and my never ending game of orgasm control. She made this statement four months ago, and I listened to with no small amount of skepticism even then. I doubted she would give up the power rush she got from...
It was 9:00 pm and I was tired. It seemed like it was my responsibility to take care of everything that needed to be done. Up at 5:00 am, get myself up and dressed, make breakfast, get the kids up and dressed, get them to school, rush to my job, get home at night, make dinner... and on, and on, and on. The kids had finally stopped whining and gone to bed, th...
My wife Courtney and I had no idea when we purchased the "Weekend Slave Training Course" at the Chateau de Sade that our relationship and lives would never be the same. Courtney and I were both in our early 30s, and had had a relatively happy marriage for five years. But after a few years, our sex life--always pretty vanilla--had become predictable and ver...
Shivering, she kneels next to her bed naked, head down, silk scarf around her eyes, her hands behind her back, awaiting his arrival in her room. Hearing the roar of his chopper as it pulses down the road, then sudden silence, sends heat through her body, settling in her loins. Boots scrape on the stairs as he makes his way up to her. She smells his musky odo...
I slept the peaceful sleep of the justly exhausted, worn out from the long day of waiting tables, housework, laundry, commuting and personal service to those who required it of me. Curled up in my lonely bed, alone and alienated from people whom I encountered on a daily basis, I had finally been able to go to bed, and forget the pain of a busy life with very...
Motionlessly, Miranda knelt on the cold, black slate floor. Calm in appearance only, her mind raced over the events of the past week. She thought Master would have shown more excitement, more praise, more, well more than the disappointment she had seen in his eyes when she told him of her little idea. He was clearly displeased when she explained that he wou...
The blinds and noise canceling headphones only came off when the 'fasten your seatbelt' sign flashed off and the engines powered down. Squinting, Bobby adjusted to the sudden brightness of the cabin even though he knew the sun had long since set. Looking around, he saw several nearby passengers staring at him curiously, many grinning and smirking. He'd been...
Rhythmically, as if trying to tune the beating of my heart to hers, she clenches my hand as we climb the shallow staircase. She smiles through a tightened jaw and walks with a grace devoid of its usual life. Holly's facade would make fools of most people, but to me, her stress couldn't be more obvious if she were wearing a signboard. "Good evening. How may...
Once more I find myself on my knees in exactly the manner that Sapphira Delatoise has decreed that I should present myself, her tall athletic figure, shaped by the corsetted leather leotard towers above me, her long finely muscled legs, their length exaggerated still further by the stiletto heels of her black leather boots underlines her stately dominance. I...