Ch. 9: 'Dana's' 25th Celebrations Author's notes: 1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If...
I hung there suspended from the hook, bound at my wrists feeling helpless and anxious, looking like the captured prey waiting to be devoured. I knew that I had baited him. I wanted to reach for my limits, but now I wasn't sure that I would be able to handle things the way I expected. I was out of control and I knew it. I watched, as he seemed to be making so...
I cooked your dinner and served it to you then, settled on the floor near you... I sat as you like me to, on my heels, my hands clasped behind my back, my knees spread apart, so that you could see me. I had my head somewhat lowered, but every once in a while I raised only my eyes to watch you for a few moments at a time. You carefully cut some meat and veg...
Let me tell you about a very precious possession of mine. It is a gift that a dear friend brought to me once from the Middle-East. I am very fond of it and use it only for very special persons and occasions. It is a luxurious leather camel whip. It must be worth a fortune. The large grip is made of wood, carved and painted in a beautiful pattern with all k...
The weeks following our return from a Las Vegas trade show were busy with my move into Karen's house. It was a moment of both relief and excitement when I finally carried the last box of stuff out of my old apartment, for I was filled with anticipation of the new life ahead of me. I was confident living with Karen would work out great, but I had been a litt...
The trail of the missing women had led Amanda to a creepy run down mansion. Being the local newspaper's lead investigative reporter at the young age of 25 had gotten Amanda into trouble before and she wondering if this was one of those times as she opened the large heavy wooden door. The door creaked with a sound that almost told visitors they need to turn...
Chapter 3 - The Negro She watched intently as the muscles on the man's buttocks and thighs twitched and tightened, as he lay prostrate before her in expectation. The intensity of expectation in the room heightened. The girl turned to face us and without speaking, beckoned us forward to the foot of the bed where we stood looking down at the Negro's glisteni...
It was horrible, but it was supposed to be. Every slash of her wrist brought agony onto my rump as she cackled. She wanted me to fail. She wanted me to scream enough was enough and spew forth my safeword. The safeword was "Surrender" but I would not allow her to succeed. In fact, I would have ceded to anyone else but her. She was my enemy, my sworn enemy. M...
After a short search, he returns with a rather large butt plug and some lube. You can't believe your eyes. This is too large for her little bottom. He can't be serious. The girl in the video is just as concerned. But, this doesn't deter him from continuing. Opening the tube, he squirts lube on the end of the plug, and positions it at her poor little butt hol...
I looked down at my breasts as I stood naked in the lovely little private garden, while my employer, Patricia, and her assistant Charisma, debated how to start my next hour's punishment. My breasts thrust out beneath me like two oversized melons, the skin taut and stretched, veins showing across their voluminous spheres. This was because they were imprisone...