I awoke, instantly seized by panic at the sound of my apartment door opening. Trying not to move I opened my eyes slightly. The eerie light from a powerful flashlight filled my living room and kitchen. I closed my eyes tightly again, hoping the intruder would think I was sleeping and not harm me. My heart thundered in my chest, making it difficult to hear....
Master cannot always be with me and although it saddens me, he usually sets me small tasks to complete in his absence. He asks that I then tell him in detail how I obeyed his order. This weekend, when we were apart his command was that I was allowed to orgasm once, but only as I drank my own urine. I adore being Master’s toilet, and I wanted him to know th...
I. Pride Prostrate yourself before me, I wish to see my masterpiece upon your body. Wherever you go, you will remember me by these lacerations, these moments where I possessed all that you were; when once you were mine to do with as I pleased. I have branded myself upon your flesh; an inscription scored in blood and desire. With passion, I sculpted your body...
It isn't anything like she thought. She fully believed the ropes would be rough She never expected the precision. Of course she hadn't understood any of it. She thought she had. She was that new breed 50 shades reader. The bored housewife with no excitement in her life who longed to feel something. She wasn't sure what it was and she was pretty sure it was...
She stood there, still dressed in her work clothes as I thumbed through my phone. "Something's up," she muttered, swinging on the doorway as I scowled at the hand-held electronics in my hand. I could see the hem of her dress in the reflection on the scratched screen, the feint green tartan replacing the toolbar and my attention. "Just work." That was true,...
It had been four days since they'd been able to spend time together. Four days that he'd denied her permission to masturbate. Four days that he'd denied her any relief whatsoever. He smiled to himself, knowing that even if he'd given her permission to masturbate, his ownership of her body was so complete that she couldn't orgasm without him inside her. He wa...
"Uh-h! Uh-h!" her body shudders with each thudding kick. "You stupid, fucking whore. You only kiss the feet of your master!" He grasps the stunned blond whore by the hair, lifting her face and viciously back handing her across the cheek. W-W-W-WAAACK!! He then catches her open palmed, with a return blow. SLLLLLAAAAPP!! He throws her to the floor, where...
I knew He would be mad. I forgot to send Him an e-mail, and it was as part of a punishment already. I was meant to send horny e-mails each day, how could I forget? Although I apologised I made a further mistakes by not addressing Him correctly. 'Lay across my lap', He ordered, 'I was going to give you five, but you just earned yourself another four!' I begg...
Note: This is an ongoing story about the claiming of a slave and the ongoing life of her and her Master. I have left them nameless, intentionally. Each chapter carries into the next, so not every one will be intensely erotic. I hope that the story helps others come up with some ideas on new ways to guide their own subs/slaves. Enjoy and I welcome all comment...
"Well, why are you wet slut?!" My voice becomes stern and strict as I question the wetness from your pussy as I was delivering your punishment, the paddling of your ass. "well...i...it...was...umm..." SMACK! A hard smack from my hand on your exposed wet pussy lips. "Were you enjoying your punishment slave?!" SMACK! Another hit to your pussy lips causes...