He walked into my dungeon and knelt. His eyes looked through my boots, but didn't see the polished leather. I hate it when they came to me like this, filled with defeat instead of submission. I used the pointed toe of one boot to lift his chin. It was a moment longer before his eyes also lifted. Whatever it was, this boy had it bad. He'd spill it to me soon...
Sure enough, the gaggle of young women was seen approaching at ten minutes past three. Ralph and Frank always found it interesting how the girls walked in twos or in fours. It was almost a military formation, as the first of them were a sort of buffer to the girls that strode in the middle, and so were the last few. Always, one short and pretty blonde and on...
March 14th, 2018 I've had it, I could take no more. 21 months without an orgasm was far more than I could take. She really pushed me the past year, keeping me focused on March 14th. "The day you'll finally get that steak and a blowjob. It will be mind blowing, shooting all that pent up cum and desire into My Mouth and no matter how much, I'll swallow it al...
Saturday Daytime Chapter 1 "Mmmmm...I knew that when I first saw you that I was in for a good, hard fuck..." She breathed hotly into his ear, easing his pants from around his waist, yanking them urgently down his legs. He stepped forward, roughly pulling her dressing gown apart, letting it fall from her shoulders, exposing her pert, heaving breasts. His c...
This story continues the series First Day in the Caribbean, and connects it to the stories about the dive shop and the bike store. (I called the original series First Day... because my original intent was to have only the first episode, but the characters had more to say, and I couldn't change the title!) The story picks up after Rick and Karen's dinner with...
The seersucker shirt sleeves were rolled up to the elbows. A dark stain worked its way down the spine as the tropical island sweet dripped. Khakis accentuated his athletic butt cheeks. His feet swiftly stepped past the discarded plastic piece and exposed-bone carcass of a dog. A baby tied to the back of a black mother with a cloth cried with the lethargy of...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and webs...
Junie had barely come to live with her new owners when ugly reality intruded on their idyllic world. Her search for a Master had caught the attention of a serial killer and she had barely escaped being his next victim. He was caught and facing trial; but now Junie had to testify. The whole idea of leaving her new home was more than she could bear to think...
Thanks so much for all of the feedback so far. I really appreciate all of your votes as well. Now that I am writing a few stories here I understand better how important it is to vote. I know I released the first story a bit too soon and it was a bit too rough in places. But I was nervous that if I didn't post it when I did . . . it would never get uploaded...
Author's note: This is a fairly tame, straightforward piece by my normal BDSM standards, but I liked the idea. As you can tell at the end, I also have plans for this girl if enough people tell me they like it :) ############### I really hadn't expected to be spending my Saturday evening tied to a chair in somebody else's kitchen, naked and sitting on a...