Matilda slept fitfully that night. Between the pain in various places and the fear of what her life would be like, the baroness was just unable to relax. But, the dawn came inevitably, and it was time for Matilda to face another day. The next week and half or so became a blur. Everyday was the same. Matilda would get up and have her one meal of the day. She...
The pain was excruciating. I was only dimly aware of the light going from white to yellow before I lost consciousness. When I woke up, my muddled brain didn't seem to want to work. I vaguely remembered being with Lela, making the switch that I thought would work on her (or trying to), and then waking up in my bed. Had I over used my ability at the party? A...
Emma wakes up and stretches, wincing at the fire on her ass. Master is still asleep and she quietly gets up and gets dressed. She wears a skirt with no panties so that nothing rubs on the welts peppering her ass and thighs. She goes in the kitchen and makes breakfast. Emma is starving this morning as she was not allowed to eat the night before. When everythi...
"Hello - I - I'd like - I'm uh, supposed to make an appointment there," stammered a male voice at the other end of the phone. Bethany knew from the shaken voice what she was to ask next. "What's the case number?" she asked. "C seven one sixty four X." Bethany smiled to herself. "What day do you want to make the appointment?" "I just want to get it over...
Author's Cautionary Note: This is fiction. No animals were hurt writing this, nor were any of the characters, although there are several rather severe spankings, among other libertine activities. Needless to say none of the people are real. However the characters do engage in one dangerous activity. They walk and/or play in the forest without any clothes (pa...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** I carefully unzipped her dress and pushed the straps off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She stood frozen in time wearing a sexy black matching lacy bra and panty combo. Her body was exquisite. Skin was flawless. Her breasts must have been DD cups (I verified th...
A few days later, Gretchen told me that she'd made an appointment for us with a therapist. "We really have stuff to discuss, Milesey." "What-what sort of therapist is he?" I asked nervously. "Are we going back to Dr.Strazewski again?" He had been the marriage counselor who had charged us an arm and a leg to "communicate" more. "No, Strazewski was air hea...
When I was twelve years old, I took second place in my state's regional spelling bee. Kids who take first place in their regional spelling bee get a free trip to Washington, D.C. to compete in the National Spelling Bee. But not second place. I took second. My mom still has the photos of me in my childish blue dress; an awkward pre-pubescent nymphet perched p...
I don't have a good way to explain this.... it can often (after the fact) make me feel incredibly embarrassed when my "switch" gets flipped. Longtime friends and lovers are aware of it. Particularly my Alpha-husband and Master; they see it most often. When I say "switch", I mean it both in the BDSM sense and I can often almost SEE a little switch in my he...
The Voyeur Club was a controversial but popular cub started by a local tech tycoon that made thousands everytime he blinked. It had rules of course and a great security team and system to ensure if the safety of either consenting performers. And they paid well of course. Erin walked into the club behind her roommate Gab and her boyfriend. The blonde colleg...