This story includes bodily functions and some severe discipline, so if these offend you, you should read no further. All characters are over 18. ***** Eleanor was becoming accustomed to having both Sgt. Denise and Sgt. Linda as her flat mates. Her husband was off at the six-month therapy facility at some location of which she was unaware and intended to re...
Chapter 30 THE CABIN, DAY TWO (Author's note: This chapter is a continuation of the previous chapter and may be more meaningful if one reads that first.) Suzie and I awoke to the sounds of birds singing and the aroma of coffee brewing. I heard Bob and Julie talking quietly downstairs. I guessed that they were the only ones out of bed so far. We hadn't hea...
(This is a fantasy written for fun. All characters are age 18 and over. If you do not enjoy spanking, humiliation and some fetish please do not read, as you will not enjoy the story. Thank you.) "Okay girls it time to get dressed, we are going shopping for Kathy's punishment outfit," I called upstairs to my 25 year old wife and her Mother of 48. Both...
About ten o'clock Friday morning Mike received a call at his desk from Tom, "Hey Mike? How's it all working out?" "Good Tom. Everything is going along as planned and everybody has been so predictable. Even Debbie, she's acting exactly the way I thought she would. They are making it almost too easy?" "Very good. Great in fact. Like I said in the beginning,...
I originally conceived this submission as an autobiographical piece, however it soon morphed into a fictionalized biography. The bones of the story are true, just embellished. For example, "The Document" is real, just not as outrageous, my wife practices domestic discipline, just not as ritualized, and so forth. The Afterword is for the most part composed of...
July 10: Lord M, I am intrigued. I look forward to your thoughts, although, I'm not sure Derrick will! "Under my thumb", Derrick is...at least the vital part of him is. ;) I'm not sure what the critic expected. It was under the BDSM category.. Mrs. Millwood * My Dear Mrs Millwood, I must say I was delighted to see your name in my inbox this morning....
22 year old Spalding Tyll walked home disconsolately, his knapsack hanging off his arm. It had now been 103 days since Mother had allowed him to masturbate, and it was hanging heavy on his young balls. Mother was mad at Spalding... She was going to punish him through humiliation by making him jerk off in front of the hottest cheerleader at Buttermilk Fall...
Your wife has decided to go on an extended vacation with her sister and not one to leave you home alone she hires a housekeeper. Olga the 250 lb ex-Russian shot-putter who can bench presses 300 lbs with her pinky. Resigned to a month of borscht you kiss your wife good bye at the airport and return home. When you arrive there is a young girl on your doorstep...
My wife plays the harp. I usually watch her from behind, as she plucks the strings, first thing in the morning. I stand behind a curtain. She knows I am probably there, but never looks around. There is a full length window opening onto the courtyard, its balcony, and the spilling acres of green countryside which engulfs the house in its footings. Birds are t...
After his gesture of acceptance of Mary's complete control of his sexuality she asked him for his ideas for a formal ceremony or ritual they could perform to make it "more official". David could only think of a written certificate that acknowledged her control. He envisioned it printed in script on fancy paper with detailed lines and webbing, like on money,...