This story contains male submission, female domination, female submission, exhibitionist, erotic and BDSM themes. If you don’t like these themes, please skip this story. If you’re looking for a lot of detail about sexual acts, this is not the story you’re looking for.This story is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed

PRESENT DAYMortified, absolutely mortified.”I am so sorry” I started, scrambling to put my clothes back on, “I didn’t-“Harrison reached his hand out towards me, “It’s fine, don’t apologise” he said, “we are all about sexual liberation here.”Monica smiled and moved slowly away from me, striding towards her husband as he peeled off his blazer and

(OK well thanks for sticking with me on this! Characters and scene set, we now begin to delve into Ashley’s introduction into the BDSM lifestyle. read and enjoy!!!)Ashley Brooke West was nothing if not an energetic girl, late twenties be damned. This was at the very start at least looking like fun, Time to see

The day came faster than Brandon anticipated. He was extremely nervous as he sat in the passenger seat of his moms car. They drove through a very nice wooded area before coming up to large prestigious gates.On both sides of the gate there were flat metal silhouettes of women holding whips and men kneeling before

The afternoon grows old, and the shadows lengthen, and slowly you become aware of your surroundings again. You have slept for two hours following my assault on your senses, your body has that delicious sensation of soreness that comes from a wonderful exertion. Opening your eyes, you see the ceiling above you, and as you

Y/n’s p.o.vIt’s my best friend’s bachelorette and we’ve decided to give her a surprise striptease in this famous strip club. The party started with everyone wishing her and shouting at the top of their lungs with cheers filled in their glasses.Slowly, guys entered our booked room with their shortest clothes on. Teasing every woman in

I have agreed, and you have written the prescription. You are an anesthesiologist, and everything you do is with operating room precision. Were I your patient, I would lay back under a sterile drape, open my arm as if it were a book waiting to be read, and allow you to inject a sleeping potion

I had been answering probably eight to ten ads a day on the kink social site and it took a lot of fucking time. Cutting and pasting replies isn’t my style and can probably be spotted a mile away. If I had high hopes, then I knew I had to take each ad on it’s

In retrospect, I could have been more cautious. Well, after all, the situation is biting me in the ass. Not biting, but you will get the picture.Last night I was obsessed with a video that I found on the net. It was a model who tied herself into a pretzel, using a bondage position, called

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is the last installment of this story for a while. I’ve written most of a first draft of another two installments, but I’m putting them on the back burner.If you enjoy my writing, but would prefer a a depiction of a more human (and humane) relationship, I hope you’ll give “The Maid”

My name is Jerry. I had been dumped my my girlfriend on New Years eve. My black boss invited me to a New Years Eve party he was throwing at his house. His sister Tyra arrived. I had met her briefly several months earlier but she came right over to me and started rubbing her

Miss Watson, the headmistress, was dealing with Julie just then, in her Study. Miss Watson was positioned behind and to the side of eighteen-year-old Julie who was bent over the caning table with her short-sleeved gingham light green and white check school dress well up above her waist and her regulation dark green knickers halfway

I return home from work to a dark and quiet house. I drop my stuff by the door and empty my pockets before walking into the living room to the most beautiful sight.I find my wife casually leaning back on the couch, her incredible figure fully exposed Long lean body, long legs, small breasts, her

04) NEW ROADSThe one where Dr. Anne drives Damian and Tara to get serious as he confronts his demons.Damian continues his journey of recovery from his wife’s brutal attack on his character and sense of manhood. His conversations have led him to a better understanding of what wasn’t going well in that relationship… now he

Adam sat in his tiny, closet-sized dorm room with nothing to do. The floor was strewn with clutter, but he had no motivation to clean it. Adam was rather used to clutter, never being the neatest of human beings. Maybe Camilla would help him with it someday.She was always on top of everything. Her room

A note to my readers: Thank you for the feedback you have gifted me thus far as I explore this fantasy of submission, chastity, and feminization from the male perspective. If you’ve been following along, you might be surprised to find Part 3 labeled as “new”. I decided to take the story in a completely

Chapter OneTuesday, 4:35PMMy words hung heavy in the air. I leaned against the edge of my desk. My fingers fidgeted with one another in my lap, and I felt the tension in my stomach twisting like a loaded spring.Why does it matter? This is what I’ve wanted to happen for over a year, and even

We’re enjoying a lazy afternoon, perhaps cuddling with some TV on in the background, or we’re leisurely making out in bed. We are barely clothed, finding ourselves in just our undergarments. Our hands roam over each other’s bodies, and my mouth starts to travel down Sir’s chin, down his neck, to his chest. Sir waits

He breathed softly, his body strapped as it was to the spanking bench didn’t move much as he waited. It had been maybe five minutes since she had him move up onto the contraption. His chest pressed against a comfy padded table top, whilst his forearms and shins were resting on padded arms. He was

Why is it always raining when my car breaks down… well, nearly always? I’ll explain.It was mid July, stinking hot and we’d been promised a heat wave. I’d been up to Cumbria visiting my mother-in-law supposedly on a ‘mission of mercy’ to help her sort out her possessions. You will know me well enough by