Last night was wonderful, but I really don't remember clearly what all happened. It started out as an ordinary day - besides the fact I would be seeing my Master for the second time. I drove out to His place and sped nearly the entire way there. I was so excited to be in His arms again. That's what I thought was all that would happen at least, being on my pe...
It was late, it had been a long drive, and I still had another forty miles to go. Moreover, I was hungry, and well aware that there was nothing whatsoever in the house to eat. As I passed through the town, I saw a PIZZA sign, and decided to stop. I sat in the car, attempting to enjoy the mediocre fast food, and as I did so, I looked around at the dingy s...
I saw her one day in the library and noticed her already while I walked in. Her cute face, her white teeth, Arabic-complexioned and her velvet like black hair caught my attention immediately. Since I am sometimes a little bit shy I did not choose the spot next to her but one from where I could safely observe her a couple of benches away. The whole morning I...
A/N My first attempt at erotica, exploring D/s dynamics. A massive thank you to ThisNameIsntTakenYet, Ruger, visioneer and stuffedshirt_perv for helping edit my story into submission. All feedback gratefully received. Thanks for reading and stay kinky. xxxxx "I'm stuffed." I held my stomach, standing up. "Do you want anything else?" Sam passed his plate t...
Clarabelle "Clara" Bullock was 24 years old and a professor of art at Florida University. Living in an apartment in the suburban college town, she'd only had a few lovers, never had sex, and had few friends outside of some of her fellow faculty at the college. She had one secret, though... Clara had always dreamed of BDSM. She'd read novels, done r...
For all my sins, despite all my political ravings, I am at heart a decadent slut. That's what I thought to myself as I looked in the mirror, in a deep sapphire blue gown, decorated in shining silver lace and taffeta, layer upon layer of material combining to form this complex, ridiculously luxurious whole. A matching choker rest tightly on my neck, an old st...
His heart was beating so hard inside of his chest that he could no longer think clearly. He just realized they really did not plan out this scene ahead of time. He was so drawn to her energy that most of his rules regarding safety were ignored. For some strange reason he trusted this stranger, as if they were intimately involved in a former life. He was begi...
I love having my wicked way with cute submissive boys. Not the broken ones; no-one needs to be reminded on every occasion that they are worthless worms who aren't good enough for me... because it's such a total buzzkill. I want my boy-toys to have a spine, have a bit of spirit, because it's far hotter when they actually yield to me. And they will yield to m...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This is not a "pure" BDSM story, I did not intend it to be. It doesn't follow the "rules" even though I know them well. This story needed telling and is only for entertainment. Comments are welcome. *** The ringer jolted me from sleep. "Who is it?" I flailed for my glasses o...
Lori awoke with sunlight streaming into her bedroom. Still groggy, she took stock of her situation. The first and most important thing she noticed was a female hand cupping her breast and a definitely female form snuggled into her back and their legs intertwined. Her warm breath was on her back. With a sudden flash of insight, the events of the last couple o...