Lorna arrived back at the flat and flung her changing bag on the couch. She looked up at me when she heard me entering the room. "Good Session?" I asked her. She nodded in way of reply. She had just spent the last few hours dancing with Master Nash. It had been several months since he had agreed to teach her. Her mouth turned into a frown. "Tank wants to s...
It was Monday at the Jackass Saloon and that meant it ladies night. During the two hours in which men were off-limits there they would have to mosey down the dirt road here in the old west town to the Red Ass Saloon. For two hours a week they would put up with this little inconvenience for after the show at Jackass their ladies would be horny as all git-out....
Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there was a very naughty stable boy who enjoyed peeking through the windows at his masters daughter while she bathed. The master's daughter was a very pretty young girl, nubile and seemingly unaware of her erotic lure to the stable boy. She was in the bath one evening...after a long day's ride, unaware of the bad sta...
The ringing of the telephone dragged Angela Larson out of her zone. She carefully put the saddle soap and the whip she was treating down and wiped the excess from her hands before picking up the cordless extension in her shop. "Hello?" "Angela, this is Betsy. I'm sorry to bother you on your day off, but Malcolm called in sick; he caught that flu bug that's...
You look at me and wonder again what I could have up my sleeve for you. You look me in the eye, and I don't say a thing. You see a smile on my face. This smile you have seen before. A small shiver goes down your back. This isn't a shiver of fear as much as a shiver of anticipation. This shiver goes down your back and stops between your legs. You know you are...
The term, "whip" has taken on a generic meaning of anything with which you can whip someone, or some thing. In the BDSM world, "Cats" and "Floggers" are often called whips, while "proper" whips are likely to be called "single-tails." Strictly speaking, whips have a single lash, which is usually braided and tapered so that when "thrown," the whip's tip acce...
Amy screamed, the whip had left yet another large welt across her bare backside. Tiffany lent forward and grabbed her hair, "scream all you want, this isn't even the beginning." She said in a stern and unforgiving tone. Amy couldn't answer, she was sobbing too hard and snot was dribbling from her nose as she gulped for breath. Felicity was holding Amy'...
She really loved the way he writhed -- his tightly bound body displaying a sheen of perspiration as it was stretched and opened wide for her pleasure. It was only 2 hours ago when she had bound him tightly to the frame. This piece of equipment was her favorite because it was swivel mounted and could be tilted to any position. She enjoyed the access the appar...
A doctor appeared in the door and called Whip's name. He nodded and stood. "I'll be right back, okay?" "No!" I called out. Then in a moment that was completely incongruent with my typically fierce independent nature, I started to sob. "Please, don't leave me, you have to stay right here. Please!" Trying to sit up to stop him, my heart raced, pain shot throu...
This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. (c)DVS 2006 Rita had let go of the slut. I couldn't explain that. Because, the grip she had on her before, I thought we would be forced to get a c...