Chapter Seven, in which Charlotte the slave finally takes it up the fucking... Charlotte had been a great slave so far. She'd done everything we'd asked for (well, ordered) during the week, and had submitted to all of our commands. My wife in particular was getting off on fulfilling every degrading thought that came into her brain. Charlotte was her first s...
"I still can't believe we're finally married!" I smiled, glancing at my beautiful young wife. No longer were we simply playing at being husband and wife – now we truly and legally were husband and wife. Her sand-colored hair trailed behind her thanks to the airflow as the convertible, top down, wound up the mountain road. In a way, she reminded me of the f...
Later that day, I was sitting on one of the loungers, my balls hanging down from the edge as I faced the pool. Louise had come back after lunch to use the pool and make sure there were no hard feelings. She came to poolside and climbed out sitting before me on the tiled patio floor. Reaching out, she took my testicles in hand lifting them up and down a few...
Ever since I had first met her at college on the second day of New Student Orientation, I had thought she looked beautiful and stunning. On this occasion, on this specific day, she looked even more beautiful and stunning than usual. At the wedding, she had looked so elegant, the pure white dress accented by sequins which helped to further highlight her nat...
CHAPTER 10 - HOME WITH STEVE AND A NEW CONTRACT Steve was waiting at the Brisbane airport. The week had gone much faster than he had feared. In part, he was more relaxed about the possible dangers posed by her slavery but he had also been buoyed by some of the responses to the hundreds of job applications he had sent out in the past few weeks, gaining inter...
We arrived at the front door to the house, hand in hand, both of us nervous yet excited. I could tell from the look in my beautiful wife's eyes that she was scared, not in a physical harm might befall her kind of way, but a will she truly enjoy this kind. My wife Diane is, to me, the most beautiful woman. She is 5'5", 150lbs, curvy hips, long dark wavy hair...
I originally posted this as part of a 'five hundred words or less' competition. After re-editing, I guess it just falls into the realm of a 'flash' story. Femdom love, bondage, and a happy ending. If this isn't your cup of tea, then don't read it. A heavy evening rain patters against the bedroom window, and my mind drifts off again. I try to focus, to bri...
Chapter 1 - The start of a long weekend. It was Easter and I for one was looking forward to the long weekend at home. I'd taken the Thursday afternoon off work to drive the kids up to my parents, they were almost as over-the-moon to be invited to Grandma's and Grandad's as my wife and I were to have a long weekend to ourselves. The phone buzzed just as I pu...
My wife called me last Friday. Nothing strange in that except for some of the questions she was asking. She asked the normal like what were my plans for the weekend and when would I be home and such, but she also asked things like what was my favorite color lingerie, and did I prefer oils or sex lubrications. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I knew she ha...
I can't describe how good Daddy feels when he cleans me. The emotions I feel when he swallows another man's load; is like a Unicorn eating a bag of Skittles. It's indescribable when his lips kiss my swollen pussy. I'm aching from exhaustion, struggling to overcome the pain I'm enduring. I feel the ropes cutting into my wrists from using the ropes as leverage...