A/N: this is the sequel to “Control”. I own the copyright, but grant Literotica (and everyone else) a non-exclusive license to publish the work.Three days had passed since Tom and Emily’s first date on Friday night. They’d been inseparable over the weekend… almost. Tom had taken Emily out to a theatre in the West End

Louise is in her final year of university, with student loans a constant worry hanging over her. So when she saw a poster, offering a large sum of money to a woman willing to be the subject of an unorthodox lecture, she signed up without too much thought. The ad had mentioned being comfortable being

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I removed the first six parts of this series due to some fairly emotional negative feedback. Against my better judgment, I’ve decided to put them back in response to a lot of personal messages I’ve received. Once the first six are approved, I will continue the series until the end.If you haven’t read

It all started so simply. I’ve had an on and off interest in S&M and femdom dynamics that goes back to my youth. I won’t bother trying to psychoanalyze why, it’s always been with me. I’m older now and have had many experiences with professional dommes. In my youth I was lucky enough to have

Synopsis: Mia is a shy girl working as a marriage registar. She truly loves her profession, binding loving hearts together… Isn’t it beautiful?Especially as today’s bride is not just gorgeous but also decent, smart and successful young woman. Mia feels it’s an honor to marry such a wonderful person.But all goes upside down when Mia

(This is a two part story. This story is from the slave’s perspective. The other part of the story is from the mistress’s perspective. It is Training Slve Silk, Ch 5, by norma jeanne. It is probably best to read Training Slave Silk first and this second, however if you prefer you can read this

Slave Jacob?Hello, Sir. How are you doing today, Sir?I’m doing well, slave. How are you?Correction, Sir, if you would allow. ‘It’… ‘How is its day?’You wish to be referred to in the third person?If you would allow it, Sir, a slave is an extension of its owner, not a man or person itself. It is

The house is darkly lit as he steps out of his car. A blue light over the door illuminates the number so he need not question that this is the right place. He pausesunsure if this door is to be entered now. Reading the slip of paper once again, he owns his desires and walks

Author’s Note: This story takes place in an imagined future. A genetic mutation has made it so that most female fetuses die before birth, so the population consists of about 4 men for every 1 woman. This means women are generally unsafe and frequent victims of rape and abuse. Except in The Fortress.Please note, although

He has neat black hair, the cut is shaved perfectly at the sides, with a hint of pomade at the thicker hair on top. A hint of a gangster. Old school. A bad boy in a good suit. A businessman, so he says. Shrewd blue eyes and a sudden smile. As he removes his blue

Authors note: This story explores the addictive side of being a Femdom slave. How all inhibitions are set aside and the slave is willing to give up his body and his fortune for a life of slavery at the hands of two beautiful Goddesses. The same two women he has masturbated over,many times. All characters

Disclaimer: This story describes many piercings in one session, it is not advisable or even safe to have the quantity described. Please always go to a reputable piercer for any work. The beginning of this story is very real with no real life names mentioned, the 40th birthday element is purely fantasy, hoping that it

The nightmare started with the first batch of intra-office mail that fateful day. It was a drizzly Monday morning and I almost got into a head on collision with a tractor-trailer on my way to the office. As soon as I parked my car into the lot and got out, I stepped right into a

Jenny lay next to Michael. Her mind was reeling. At last, her husband had dominated her. At last, she had been made to bend to his will. She felt simultaneously embarrassed and turned on. She could hardly believe how good it had felt to be treated like a naughty girl.She heard Michael’s breathing calm. It

Corey’s P.O.V~”You should stop drinking, you’re drinking too much and it’s not good for you!” She smiles at my words, giving me a weird look.”Why do you care?” She asks as she grabs the drink from the table. I don’t have an answer to that. It’s been all night I’m watching her drink, dance, and

*This is a work of fiction. The setting is an alternate historical Great Britain. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. All characters depicted are 18 years old or older. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.*Rosemary meets Master MaloneThomas looked down

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is the continuation of the story, which I previously deleted. If you didn’t like the first six parts of this series, you really won’t like this one or the ones to follow, and I suggest that you skip them.**********Sixteen days. That’s how long Ellen kept my cock locked up the first time.

Jack couldn’t believe that the day had finally come.He’d been looking forward to this weekend for a while, he was finally going to get some uninterrupted time with his new girl Shelly. Because of their schedules it was difficult to find time to just relax and enjoy each others company,  but all that was going

Sitting home in the darken room I hear the soft beep from my phone. It’s 9:15 at night and it can only be Him.:: You are to get in your car and drive into the city. I want you to come to the hotel off exit 43. 7th floor room 704. 10:30.:::: Yes Sir.::As I