When I left the hotel room after our last rendezvous, I found a small box at me feet. The tag on top read, "For my slave". I opened the box and saw a pretty mechanical butterfly. I've seen these things before when shopping for toys online. It was a discreet vibrator that you can wear over your clit and it straps on. But there was no way of turning it on. Usu...
He has never begun full-force before. She is openly crying within seconds and trying to spit out the words, ONE, Sir may I....Please...Have ....MY next .... Strike. Swish, the pain is red-hot and steals her breath away. Two...Sir, May I please have another. Her voice is strained and covered in tears. She stays with him until he is half way done. Then blessed...
Jess regains consciousness and realizes that she is hanging suspended from her arms, blindfolded, her legs spread wide and anchored with leather thongs. She can feel that her legs are spread wide by the pull of the muscles on her inner thighs. She can also feel that her breasts and labia are swollen with arousal. She listens as she hears people moving around...
"So you did the crime but I do the time" she pouted at me. "Well I did cross her but you instigated this, so she might let us off if you submit to the caning Sarah", I was sure she would decline and make me use extreme measures. "FUCK YOU, FUCK HER, FUCK yourselves!" -- I had tied her up and gagged her so when Jane entered the apartment Sarah was bent ov...
She rolled over onto her hands and knees, tucking them under her belly. Her back arched like a cat's as she took in a deep breath to calm the sizzle of raw nerves. Truly, she was at his mercy. He was a man of careful words, who wielded them as if he were in the midst of combat and his weapon of choice was a fencing foil. He had the precision to strike her so...
After a long absence from this site, stopped by the other night, and was amazed at how many people had read my stories. So, thought I would take a stab at Chapter 2 of "Journey Into Submission". Chapter Two: Journey into Submission-Shopping For Mistress It had been months since I last saw Sea, and now she would be back in my life, taking control of my lif...
"Hmm, Karim, I want you to smother for a while, like a good submissive," Caroline Monceau said, smiling gleefully as she sat on Karim Elmi's face. Time for the Somali brother to find out what Haitian female domination was all about. Caroline was a firm believer in women ruling men, and although it took her a bit longer to break down Karim due to the Islamic...
"I can't understand it, you think he'd welcome a change." The new sorting office foreman watched puzzled, while in the yard outside Tony Meadows climbed into the familiar red van with all the appearance of a man happy at his work. "I know," replied his colleague, "it's a mystery to me, too. Always the same delivery round since he started five years ago."...
**This is Room 5. You may wish to read Room 1, 2, 3 and 4 to follow Jay's experience in the Institution. I welcome feedback and ideas, so feel free to get in touch.** ----------------- The service elevator jolted to a halt and Jay found himself back in the Institution foyer. David, who Jay had ascertained was the current owner of the establishment and th...
The receptionist checks Ellie in with the discrete aplomb English people manage so well. Dressed in a thrilling but unfamiliar fashion she feels like an actress about to appear on stage. Minutes later Carlo closes the hotel room door and hands her a glass of red wine, pleased by her evident excitement. "I knew there was a mutual attraction from the first ti...