**Author's Note: This story is very kinky. It has a lot of BDSM and is about a straight guy having an encounter with a cross-dressing dominatrix. It's definitely not for everyone. Hell, it might not be for anyone. But hopefully a couple of you will enjoy it. All comments are welcomed. VJ** ***** Kevin looked at me and just shook his head. "You gotta snap o...
Two weeks had gone by and I had not contacted Fay until today. I knew she had enjoyed the impromptu session after her unexpected submission one afternoon. I wanted her to really need the next step, and to follow my instructions exactly. Building up the tension was key to getting her to play along with all my plans. Eventually I sent a brief text asking when...
In the dim light of the single bare light bulb above the door in alley, she recognized the blood red painted heavy steel door. Her heart races as she recalls their last conversation yesterday morning, his command to come to this place, but only if she was willing to commit to him, completely. She had spent a sleepless night in a mixture of fear, anxiety, e...
Her hands were cool and gentle as they caressed my face. Her fingertips traced my cheekbones, the bridge of my nose, then across my lips and along my jaw. I licked my lips in anticipation, my eyes covered by a blindfold, a little fearful of what to expect. It was bizarre yet exciting, something I had fantasized about but never imagined I would be brave enoug...
As usual I own a huge thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for helping with this. Hopefully this part does not drag too much. I know where I want this story to go, but I'm still not sure how I am going to get there. Like the other woman based stories this one is a bit of a stretch for me ( since I'm not a woman ).I wasn't sure if this belonged in EC or Lesbi...
You came and picked me up and we headed south to our destination. The drive took us a few hours and for most of it we talked about inconsequential things. After we had left the city and were cruising down the highway, I lent over and rested my hand on your pants above your cock. We'd talked about this and you knew what I wanted to do, I could see the grin of...
The Château "The Promised Land always lies on the other side of a wilderness." — Havelock Ellis, The Dance of Life From the window in the tower I could see out over all of the estate. Surrounding the big house were manicured lawns dotted with tidily trimmed shrubs and bordered by dense woodland. A gravel driveway circled in front of the porch before veer...
It seems like a lot of people don't get that this is specifically a non-con BDSM fantasy with LOTS of pet play and Stockholm syndrome. If that isn't your thing, maybe you shouldn't read it? The end of this chapter gets hot! Hope you like it! -- It was a week before Christmas. The weeks leading up to the 18th of December were peaceful and even joyful. Mast...
It was getting close to 8pm and the time when our guests were due to start arriving. The rumor was that what had started several weeks ago as a plan for a quiet evening with a few friends, would ultimately prove to be anything but that. A "get together" at our place had always tended towards being something of a wild evening with a few select friends, but th...
Chapter One Robin was on her way home from winning her court case. It was a hard fought battle in the court room, just right up her alley. She was a tough, demanding lawyer for her clients and Robin earned her status by fighting hard to win. Driving up the express way, listening to her favorite country singer, Jerrod Neiman when her five year old BMW starte...