Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. -- The Orc Thrall, Warchief of the Horde, walked slowly through the halls of Orgrimmar, the concerns of his people still ringing in his ears even in the silent hallways. The new addition to his ci...
It had been a few months since my lover and future husband, Bill, had begged me to make him my submissive. From that very first day, when I'd reduced him to a blubbering mess, tears running down his face and his butt aflame, first from a ping pong paddle and then thoroughly welted from switches I'd had him fetch from outside our secluded cottage, I'd maint...
We were alone in the house and i was naked, kneeling in front of You.. "Pet," You said, "You have a special gift for you to wear tomorrow evening." You handed the package to me and my eyes lite up as i opened the box. It contained a thin gold waist chain. Thin enough to wear under any article of clothing, but with the strength of steel. Dangling from the...
Initial Experiences My first submissive experience – sucked...and not literally, to say the least. I had met an individual through the net who claimed to be a Dom and talked a very good act. Came across as a Dom, sounded like a Dom – gave directions like you would expect a Dom to give. After a couple months, I decided that I would risk and explore submissio...
Brie was a beautiful young girl, but here in a dark basement with a gag in her mouth, clamps on her nipples, a hook in her ass, and analgesic cream burning her bald pussy she didn't feel very pretty. Claire, her mistress, had left her here for an hour as punishment for pushing her in front of Brie's friends. She bound her in this fashion and set it up so th...
"First you'll be helping to clean this hall, and then to put up the decorations. You'll be working an extra hour tonight, and all of Christmas Eve to get everything ready. We'll wait until your equipment gets here." He lined them up, their backs almost touching the mirrors and strolled along in front of them, examining them one by one. Her came to Lara and s...
You sit there on the bench, nervous and unsure of what to expect. You've been to a dominatrix before, you've dipped your toes into the BDSM scene at a few public events, but you've never had a private session with Mistress Millicent. She left you a list of instructions prior to your session: a specific time to be there, a specific room in the dungeon she sh...
Amber met Paul on-line roughly eight months ago. This was before it was common to meet people one would actually want to meet in person on-line. He captivated her attention the first time they chatted in a "Chess" room. As time passed, they graduated to long distance phone calls, and marathon orgasm sessions. Amber is multi-orgasmic, and Paul would command h...
This is a story from the point-of-view of a submissive woman. As a Master, I like the challenge of testing my ability to see the M/s relationship through the eyes of a submissive woman. Enjoy. I had gone to bed, fell sound asleep, and Master had used the key that I gave him to get into my apartment and come into my bedroom. When he pulled back the covers...
(Special thanks to Bad Penny for her help in proofreading this story.) * "The key is anticipation," Mistress Andrea said, preening her long, strawberry-blonde hair slightly and glorying in the astonished gazes of her fellow dommes. She held their gaze with her own green eyes, reveling in their awe. "That was what really took the longest, training robyn to...