"I know I'm a wicked girl. You may have to tie me up and punish me sometime to give me what I deserve." My cock swelled with a rush of hot blood. I gently kissed the top of her head. "I would be happy to help you confess and relieve the burden of your wickedness, Lauren. Give me a week or two to set up the appropriate experience." I must have said the ri...
He looked at his slave, laying spread eagle on his king sized bed, and his cock twitched in anticipation. Her hands and feet were bound by leather cords to each bed post, leaving her body in the shape of an X, giving him easy access to her pleasure spots. Her pussy was neatly shaved, just like he'd demanded, and he eyed the delicate folds of skin between her...
Pain overwhelms me. I am being punished. I am standing--well, hanging--in the corner of our playroom. My hands are above my head encased in cuffs connected to a chain that is bolted to the ceiling. I am facing the corner of the room with my legs spread, only slightly, so that my feet touch each wall. They are chained to the floor. A metal harness envelopes...
If you have any ideas or suggestions about where I take the story or what Lisa and Maddie have to do, let me know. ***** Maddie woke up the next morning with someone knocking on her door. She groaned and sat up. Her white tee shirt and short gym shorts that she slept in covered her body. Her straight black hair was a mess. She wore no underwear. "Come in...
There you are! I was expecting you waiting at the door. I know, I know. I'm late, but I had to run another unexpected errand. My, your cheeks are flushed and your breathing is as fast as if you were running a mile. Is there anything you'd like to tell me, anything you'd like to confess? No? Well then let me tell you something, instead. You do know that you...
Samantha heard the dungeon door unlock, she was cold, tired, hungry and thirsty. All her limbs had gone numb and the silence in the dungeon was deafening, now and again the scurrying feet of the mice across the stone floor broke the silence. She heard footsteps on the wooden stairs and prayed that Damian would release her. Several hours earlier she had been...
Thank you Jimmy, my Master for your help, as always, with the stories. If I'm really well behaved can we reenact them? lol * * * * * I try to behave. I really do. But sometimes, when he leaves me alone with no release it is more than I can stand. My reasoning ability flees, and my body takes over and I become the slut he knows me to be. I knew I shouldn't...
She stood in front of me, her head down, her hands behind her back. She was wearing a short skirt, sandshoes with low socks, and a translucent blouse -- all designed to appeal and make her seem girlish and innocent. I could tell from the almost-smirk hinted on her face that the idea of a punishment appealed to her. On the other hand, she didn't know exactly...
It's a warm humid morning. I wake up naked except for the black chain collar around my neck. I look over at you and see that you're still asleep, which is a very good thing. If I get all my morning duties done before you wake my morning spanking isn't as rough. Sometimes you even fondle my clit, which you know is my favorite. I slowly get out of the bed so...
As most of you know by now, my Ann Marie is quite the slutwife. She has done it all; from picking up two fraternity brothers at a bar, to sleeping with two guys that we met on vacation, to even fucking around with a few of her girlfriends from time to time. This is the stuff I know about. I must admit, I am a voyeur, and I have been lucky enough to be presen...