My slave collar is hidden under the collar of my coat, so as Sir and I walk into the street door of the dungeon, we look like any other couple. I am carrying my ordinary clothes in a bag, as I am wearing what Sir directed ... a flimsy set of underwear, an old dress, all of which he can cut or rip from my body. From the moment we walk through the door, I am u...
II "Get the damn stool, and assume the position." David snapped at Gabi when she opened the door from the attic and stepped through it. He towered in the hallway, watching her with harsh eyes. "Your sinful ass is getting punished right now!" Shit! She was going to get spanked, again. Spanking wasn't the only punishment he dished out, but at least it was be...
CAUTION: This is a story of exhibitionism. There is nudity but no sex except a little fondling. * Tara was apprehensive about what the man wanted to do to her. She definitely wanted to be a ponygirl but, until now, she hadn't realized exactly what was involved. So far, she had accepted everything that was done to her and for her as part of the transformat...
Chapter 1 – Moving in - Sunday, November 13th My name is Patricia Teresa McKlellan, but my friends call me "PT". I was going through a dark time in my life. I had gotten fired from yet another dead-end job a few months ago. My self-confidence and enthusiasm were buried in a grave in the deep recesses of my psyche. The one bright spot in my life was serving...
Editor's Note: this submission contains horror movie style violent content, including non-sexualized cannibalism and human sacrifice. * Two maidens were sacrificed each year in the community. They were slaves, taken as war captives when they were young or bought from pirates across the sea, and raised by the druids in the mountains until their eighteenth y...
Starting in 1985 and every summer since I have hosted a weekend of wild pony races on my ranch. We only had 4 ponies that first year, but it has steadily grown to the point that last year I had to start limiting the entrants to 50 ponies. My name is Bill Davis and this is my story. I live on a ranch in the middle of 30,000 acres of native prairie in weste...
The door opened even before I could knock, leading me to the conclusion that, the mistress of the house had been watching us all along. The 'maid' ushered us along the hallway and into a large room at the rear of the house. Irena, the lovely Contessa and the owner of the large 'Town House' that we were now in, greeted us with a big smile, kissing me on each...
*** Allan and Randy meet Allan was casually browsing the latest arrivals in his favorite section of The Book Nook (the only adult bookstore in the college town) when someone else came up next to him. The usual etiquette was to wait until the current browser was finished before moving in. Allan looked over to see who this uncouth individual was. To his surpr...
As I wrapped up my shower, I stepped out and saw my outfit for the day. A bright gold latex cat suit. The suit ran from my neck to my feet, which it included six inches heels. My sliver posture collar would go on over the neck of the latex. Being that I was Mistress Michelle's only personal slave I wore gold latex and only a collar. The house slaves, meaning...
At age forty-two, Miriam Canalis had a body that many teenagers would envy. She was svelte and athletic, with a slender waist, tight abs, dancer's legs and firm, and round breasts that seemed to defy gravity. When she was younger, she had made a name for herself as a model. In my opinion her body was lean, toned, and curvy enough that she could still succeed...