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The Caning

by DominantJ on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

You have stripped naked and put on the collar and the leather cuffs wrist and ankle - leaving the key for me on the table by the door you have put on the blindfold and then knelt head down, ass up legs slightly apart - cunt and ass facing the door I will enter knowing the first thing I will see is that ass I use so much and your pretty cunt swollen alread...

The Program Ch. 06-11

by IdeeFixee on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 6: like mother like daughter, big-titted mother visits, office discipline In September, at the beginning of Janice's junior semester, she informed me that her mother, Janine, was intent on visiting during Thanksgiving. I was dismayed, since a parent's visit meant lots of preparation and inconveniences. Janice assured me that her mother would not be...

Private Hospital Pt. 03

by LaurelAspen on Mar 11, 2019
BDSM

An unorthodox experiment into sexual response concludes the trilogy. An hour later, showered and in a crisp clean uniform, Amy reported to Gooding's office. "I'm currently engaged in cutting edge psychosexual research, which could enhance the international profile of this clinic," he began, with customary self-importance. "Psychosexual?" she said warily...

Ægir’s Bride Ch. 02

by Tara_Neale on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

"Why?" Mikael could not stop himself from demanding. Last time he had known. She thought he was the weakest link, wanted to try and manipulate him into helping her escape. But he was certain after his little lesson with knife play and edging, she would never again call him to her bed. And that was fine by him, he allowed that little voice to lie. The thing...

Slow Burn

by HotXBuns on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

He's going to be caned this morning, they both know it. He's ok about it, wants it for sure but has never quite known why. This is not a punishment, but part of a ritual that has come to be followed on the rare occasion he and his wife get the house to themselves; it never used to be like this. His preparation is the removal of every hair that would normall...

The Photo Album Ch. 01

by IdeeFixee on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

The Photo Album Ch. 01 An album of black & white photographs has been selling privately. Untitled, it's known as The Photo Album or simply The Album, divided into sections according to the day's three meals. There is no text, just 6" x 9" photos, printed on heavy, glossy, high-quality paper stock, shot with beautiful soft lighting and fine detail, taken wit...

Letter from Good Hope Road

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom: Cymbeline really knows how to give a blowjob. I don't understand it, because she's such a committed feminist out in the real world, she's a lawyer for abused women, but when we're home, she's constantly between my legs, her dark head pumping away on my hard cock, as I reach down and twist and flick her nipples. "So tell me about equal pay...

Swat on a Hot Teen Youth Ch. 06

by portersky on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 6. ... and Night Downstairs, Ralph and Edward finished their glasses of Scotch in the salon. Edward glanced at his watch, and addressed his son, "I think that our delicious charge will be ready for us now, Ralph, shall we gather our equipment and get on with our onerous duty?" He smiled ironically, as did his son. They both rose eagerly, and while...

Carnival of Sin

by JimPet on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

*Please Note: This is a work of fiction based on a partially factual event. All those involved are over 18 and have had their names changed to hide their true identities. And yes, fantasy people DO have identities!* The closer we arrived to our destination, the more excited I got. Lord James and I chatted almost non-stop since we left home at seven this m...

The Model

by Jack Gates on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Model Jane demands a double entrance. My name is Jane Ashford a working model, at the time my story starts I was in Australia modelling beach wear. We were a group of ten, consisting of a cameraman named Mike and his assistant, Henry who was a bit of a creep, but in a nice sort of way. We had some stand-in cameramen usually employed locally at each place we...