Note This story is not about consensual Bdsm, it is harsh, cruel and does not reflect the Bdsm community as a group. It is a fictional work from the mind of Whipsaw. ***** Prologue I am not sure when I stopped believing and gave up on life, humanity...and all of the other shit. Chapter One As I look around at my newly remodeled home, I am very pleased...
© Linnet Turns 05/01/2003 I knelt naked before my Master with my head bowed as I listened to his words. "Your training begins today, cunt. You will be stripped of everything you think you are and everything you've learned. You will be reduced to nothing more than an animal until I deem you worthy of rising above that station. Since I do not wish to have t...
Sammy got out of the shower, and dried herself off with the towel sitting on a shelf. She blow dried her hair, and then brushed her teeth with the fresh toothbrush she found sitting on the counter. After a few breathes to calm herself, she opened the bathroom door, and strolled out, down the hall, and across the living room to the table sitting next to her c...
Since my divorce 5 years ago I'd been on dates with 8 or 9 women. Mostly one date and done, some were a few dates. Many of these dates ended with us having sex either at my place or hers. Of course I'd like to have more sex, but after putting so much work into my failed marriage I really had no motivation to play the games women seem to want to play for me t...
"Greg, we need to talk." Why is it that those words always cause me to worry. Whenever I've heard them no good news follows. So I sighed, sat down in my recliner and looked at my wife of four years. "Is there a problem Jenny?" "Yes Greg, there is a problem. I've been meeting with Mike." Mike? My boss Mike? Mike is our VP of Operations at Milton Contructi...
I like to invent games. Since I want to encourage myself to write more, I'm trying out a new one that I'm going to start playing right now. It's called Writing Cunt Slut. Here are the rules: 1. The player is called Cunt. Cunt is not a person. Cunt is an object. Cunt lives to please its readers. Cunt realizes that it is a degrading word, which is good, sin...
The following phone sex call transcript includes taboo topics, such as consensual violence, name-calling, racism, and watersports. The word "rape" is used, but not entirely accurately. Hi, this is Ashley. Hi. What's your name? Paul. Hi Paul, how are you? Very good. Do you have a credit card? Yes. <gives credit card details> <types> Okay,...
"How dare you fucking talk to me like that?" Daddy has me backed against the wall beside our bed. "Fucking bitch. You need to learn some gratitude and respect. I give you your perfect lifestyle and you wanna fucking leave me?" He's right. Daddy has always supported me and given me everything I want. Sex, drugs, a beautiful home, and his unconditional love,...
Authors's note: This is the complete version of a story that was originally released in two separate parts. (Mf/bdsm/prostitute/anal/scat/Mdom) Jake Mathers was a sick man. Sick in the head that is. The demented product of an upper class upbringing that saw a few small yet distinct moments in his early childhood that turned him this way, he was now in his m...
He brashly told her "Get the fuck up now!" Shaking she did what she was told. "On your knees whore!" Again with a swiftness she dropped. "Since you can't keep that pretty mouth of yours shut I'll have to do it for you!" With that said he shoved his cock into her mouth. He shoved it so roughly and deep she almost gagged on it. With tears forming in...