The girl’s bells shimmered slightly as she slips out of my chambers. Not something that usually woke me, and I made a mental note for a later punishment. She should have known better, I grumbled to myself in my head, and rolled over onto my side, sighing deeply, still heavy with sleep. The covers were so lovely and they called my name softly as I sank into t...
Catherine Walker slid out of her car, dragging her full laptop case, messenger bag, and file folders across the front seat with her. Juggling the load with practiced movements, she managed to open the door without dropping any of them. Her day at the store had taken a turn for the worse. With the flu going around, she had stepped into the sales floor posit...
WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you've discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory. ***** I have the best job in the world. Usually, a...
Hours of darkness is broken suddenly by the removal of a blindfold. A young woman is now able to see her surroundings, after being taken away in broad daylight and trapped in a van. Right in front of her is the face of a man she recognizes. His dark, angry eyes feel familiar somehow. His sharp nose and strong jaw covered in stubble seem to remind her of som...
"I believe she has been left alone long enough," I whisper to Myself. I finish reading the paragraph, note My place with the bookmark (in the form of a silhouette of a tall woman seen in profile, one of her many small gifts to Me), and set the hardcover novel on the coffee table. I stand, stretch, and finally make My way to the bedroom. The carpet effectiv...
Azlan Al-Barbakh, by the will of God and the strength of his own good right arm, Sultan of Azerbaidistan sat comfortably in his chair. Languorously, he let his left hand run slowly down the dusky back and over the plump bottom of his chosen woman for the night. In time she would enthusiastically entertain him with her body but, he thought regretfully, it wou...
Last night, Mistress Domme and her lovely friend Betty were both laying back comfortably together on the black leather sofa. They were sipping Champagne and talking as I attended to their needs. I wore a skimpy maid's outfit and black patent heels. It was my very first real life session with Ms. D, after having been trained online by her for several months...
Arnold rushed out of his home and into his Buick, keyed in the ignition and screeched out of his driveway like the devil was after him. His palms were sweaty over the steering wheel, he breathed with feverish excitement, glancing at his watch almost every minute, hopping that he wouldn't take long to get what he'd gone out in search of. Nearly three blocks...
Part 02: The First Trainee. This is a story of fiction, any resemblance to any person, place or thing, living or dead, real or imagined, is purely accidental and unintentional. Diane woke and immediately set about getting things ready to leave. Her two roommates had been out, when she got home, but their closed door said they'd gotten home since then. Dian...
You are in the valley of the six storms. The noble family Perell rules this part of the kingdom for more than five generations. It was a gift from the former king because a member of the Perells saved his live in a battle many years ago. Actually the head of the Perell family is your father. You are Pike Perell. Second son of count Perell. As the second son...