Author's Note: This is my first attempt to post a story that I wrote from a female point of view. Not sure if I got it right, but thanks to those who helped with proof reading and coached me. As always, comments and suggestions are appreciated. I hope you enjoy. ================= It was a horrible day. After 3 years at the same office, you'd think that I...
My Master and I had been together for a year. The time went by so fast, I felt like it couldn't possibly have been more than a month. He was everything I had dreamed of, strong, handsome, and able to read me like a book. He knew where all my limits were and pushed the envelope wherever and whenever he could. I had a safe word, but I had never had occassion t...
"Mmmm, you like that?" asked Sandra as she lay across me on the bad, her hand playing with my cock. "Yes," I said quietly. "Mmm, I know you do. I can feel you getting hard." Said Sandra. "You love it when I take charge don't you?" "Yes, I love it..." I said, feeling a wave of pleasure as she continued to stroke my cock. "Yeah. You'd do anything to please...
"Good Morning Master, May Pet please suck your cock. She wants to drink your come for her breakfast," are the words I spoke as the door to my tiny room opened in the morning to find me waiting patiently on my knees for Master's arrival. He stood naked framed in the doorway as it opened already prepared to give me my breakfast. "Good Morning, Pet." After...
Ruth stood at the screen door to the old clapboard house, composing herself before ringing the door bell. Behind that door was the answer to her deepest needs, the fulfillment of her darkest desires. Once she rang the door bell, her friend, her lover, her Master would open it, and she for the next hour she would again walk a path that left her sexually and e...
In the gloom of the club she knelt beside him, leaning into his leg, comforted by his hand playing with the strands of her hair or tracing the curve of her shoulder. Around them music and lights pulsed and moved. People talked, danced, laughed and enjoyed themselves. But she was quiet, still, lost in her own world yet acutely conscious of her Master sitting...
Rest assured no Diva's were harmed in the making of this audio - Quite the contrary ;) This was written by SplendidSpunk as a representation of my audiodiva persona. People may respond strongly to the content as it includes blackmail and non-consent. If you dislike that type of content please do not listen, as it is not our desire to offend anyone. * * *...
The crazy shit that women do never ceases to amaze me. And I am a woman. The name is Mercy Jane Perkins. My friends call me M.J. Who am I? A six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and big-bottomed Englishwoman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am forty three years old. And right now I'm dominating the hell out of a Black woman who w...
For over two years now, the bisexual Haitian-American male known as Samuel Xavier had been pleading with his tall, curvy and sexy African-American dominatrix, Kia Holbrook, also known as Mistress Kia or simply Lady K, to turn him into a submissive Sissy slut like he was born to. For the dominant Black woman, doing something this drastic to a Black man wasn't...
It was a warm but rainy summer day. Missy was standing by the front window pondering as to what to do for the day. Her intentions were to weed the flower gardens, but since it was raining, weeding was not an option. As she looked out the window, she began to think about the past few months, there were rough. She had a loss in her family, moved on her own and...