Here is one of my most erotic s/m fantasies that some day I hope to act out in real life. I hope you like it :) This is a story straight from my imagination. Any correlation between the players in this story and actual people is purely coincidence. This story may not be duplicated or re-posted on another website or in any medium without the written consent...
Part 1 It was a lousy place for a clown. She felt smug as she stood in Los Angeles' Union Station in her clown suit. It was complete with red nose, and big floppy, yellow shoes. Lauren felt a weird combination of anonymity and conspicuousness. She also felt somewhat empowered standing in the train station dressed as a clown. In the distance, she could see...
i'm still working on the next chapter of The Brothel, but things are stalled at the moment. this one came to me quickly - so perhaps it will amuse you while you wait. it is about a female sub! (i'm sure you are shocked!) *********** The moment of highest risk is exiting the car. From the car into the woods. Once I am in the woods it is relatively safe, bu...
Author's Note: This is my first attempt to post a story that I wrote from a female point of view. Not sure if I got it right, but thanks to those who helped with proof reading and coached me. As always, comments and suggestions are appreciated. I hope you enjoy. ================= It was a horrible day. After 3 years at the same office, you'd think that I...
This is a longer, more emotional, less reality-based version of "The Coffee Table." ***** She was instantly embarrassed when she clicked the like button. He was actually looking for someone much younger, according to the bits of the profile she hadn't read until after clicking the like button. The first part of his profile said, "you must love music" and t...
She stood in front of him, dressed in only a button-down pink shirt and a denim skirt that came to mid-thigh. She wore flat sandals that slipped off easily. Her shoulder length auburn hair was pulled back in a loose and messy ponytail. She smiled up at him, waiting for his command. "Sit in the middle seat of the second row," his strong voice ordered her. He...
Synthia looked stunning in her new dress. It was a grey sweater-dress, clingly in all the right places, but warm on this chilly Manhattan night. Black stockings, the material woven in an intricate whirl pattern, and two-inch black heels completed her outfit; Synthia didn't often wear jewelry, and he had often commented that next to her sparkling eyes and swe...
My LovingMaster was getting ready to go to work and ordered me in the shower before he returned me to my chains. I obediently walked off to the bathroom, jiggling my ass just as he likes. I could feel his eyes on me as I sauntered down the hall. As I closed the door behind me, I caught him in the corner of my eye returning to the bedroom probably to get dres...
she knew that she had messed up. she hated when He was disappointed with her, when she had broken one of His rules. This time it was grave, He was extremely upset with her, she could read the disappointment even with her back turned as she faced the corner. What had she been thinking, obviously she wasn't using her head, she hadn't been thinking at all. It...
"You've been a bad girl...." is the sound you wake to, as I enter the room. Your mind flashes of the pain and pleasure mixed with sex from the night before. Quickly jumping out of bed you put your hands flat on your thighs. Spreading your legs to allow me access to your pussy should I desire? Your head down looking down to the floor over your out thrust ch...