Chapter 17: Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely "Good morning, Slave." A startled Tyler looked wide-eyed at Goddess from his curled position on the hardwood floor. The cock had been pulled from the mirror sometime during the night. It lay by his side. "How long did you stay up?" "I don't know. A few hours at least." "Can you swallow it without gagging?"...
Author's Note: For those that haven't read previous parts, this is the true story of the journey that my wife and I are taking into D/s. She's turning out to be an incredible domme, and I'm find it incredibly fulfilling to submit to her. I have two reasons for writing these stories. First, my wife likes reading them; we have both found that it helps her un...
"Enter!" May always found it hard to fire people. Not just painful and awkward, but so physically demanding that it sometimes made her vomit afterwards. It was even worse when the person was someone she hadn't been introduced to, some face she had just seen in the hallways, someone who had held a door for her, who she had greeted with a reserved 'Morning'...
October 2021 Tuesday October 12th I'm in serious trouble with Angie. I was in town yesterday, heading back to the bus from my office. It was raining, so I took a short cut along one of the back streets. I didn't notice the new signs that they'd put up. Some streets have been designated ‟accompanied males only" and some are ‟no males allowed". There are e...
All characters depicted in this story are aged at least 18, and all acts and events are based entirely on the imagination of the author. ***** It was a Wednesday afternoon during half-term, but even so the doctor's surgery waiting room was quiet. Apart from an elderly gentleman, two young women with small children, and a man who looked to be in his mid-20s...
It was dark; there was a deep blue haze that infused the room, a foggy atmosphere surrounded me with the ghostly pallor streaming in through the window. It was like a blue moon thrusting its rays through the cloudy haze all around. I lay on a bed of satin sheets and pillows and rags, long lengths of fabric strewn across the surface. The only sound was a rasp...
I knew that Salinger wanted me to take the sexual lead more often; to be more creative, more aggressive. But I also knew that when I was he would usually pull back; mixed signals that infuriated me. I would get turned on, get inspired, try to execute that inspiration on Salinger; only to have him pull back on me, leaving me feeling rejected and downright shi...
2:45. Friday. Three separate re-sets, personally handled. And very, very little patience left for his...'actresses'. Leon Whittaker's lip curled a bit further at that last thought, the mere word souring his mood, even as he kneaded his brow ever-harder, even as he slumped ever further back in his flimsy directorial chair, even as he tried again, equa...
(This is a work of fiction and all characters are above the age of consent. It is a contemporary story drawing from the current situation with two characters and I attempt to alternate between their perspectives. This is a continuation of my earlier work, "My Indian Summer". The story starts off with a young lad going to meet his newly widowed aunt who has...
This story is not intended for children and if you are not old enough to read sexually explicit material; go away. This story features some elements of female domination (femdom), teasing & denial, chastity training, mild bondage, creampies, cuckolding cross-dressing and a few other fantasies of mine. I hope you find it entertaining, but if you might be...