Your workout continues, slut...... While you lay helplessly surrounded by hungry flesh, as judge and jury, I look deeply into your eyes and listen carefully to your tone as your words slip effortlessly from your tongue….. "Mistress, I am so ready to serve in any and every way imaginable. Aching to please you, my every orifice cries out to be filled. I cannot escape the fact that I am an insatiable slut, unable and unwilling to do anything but perform for you. I cannot possibly express to you my undying need - please Mistress, any morsel you could throw at me I would eat. Please Mistress - PLEASE continue! You possess me. You own me. Use me in any way you choose - I will serve you without hesitation." "Ah, my toy, these words have such a familiar ring - ... Read More»

It was only the second time we'd met, but those first few hours I'd spent with her over coffee had been very revealing. Her eyes were most telling, especially as we discussed the nuances of being obedient...of what I would expect of her. She was new to her submissiveness, so I paid close attention to her as we talked about desires, fantasies...and limits. She would shift quietly in her chair, sometimes asking questions, telling me about herself...her excitement obvious and also visible through the blue t-shirt she wore with her jeans. I was thoroughly aroused myself by the time we left the coffee house, so I walked her to her car, brushed the palms of my hands across her irresistibly hard nipples, and told her I wanted to see her again. With a soft, nervous ... Read More»

Take me. Take control of me…. After I am naked you lay me down on the huge four-poster. You take a smooth, silky, emerald green scarf and tie my wrists together. Holding my arms above my head, you whisper to me, “Submit.” “No,” I say defiantly. I am in an uncooperative mood this evening. You kiss me gently on the nose and say, “You’re in no position to deny me anything. You will submit to me–willingly or unwillingly.” “Ha!” I snort. “Make me.” You grin wickedly. “If you say so, m’dear.” And then your teasing, tickling tongue is at my throat, licking and flicking over the tender, pulsing artery just underneath my skin. Then your teeth, nibbling gently–then a little rougher. I suppress a groan, try to keep my hips still. Your cock is hard, poking ... Read More»

Eleanor's Descent. Chapter 1I first met Eleanor, when I was working as a site security guard at a sports complex. She was a volunteer First aider working for the Saint Johns ambulance service. She stood 6' tall weighed around 150 lbs, had shoulder length blonde hair. Her figure was striking with her trim waist and protruding tits. I later found out they were 38 B.A film company was filming a TV special, so extra security was needed at the sports centre; you know the kind of thing, over rated stars trying to rescue their careers by getting TV coverage. It was being filmed in front of a live audience, so security was just as important as was the presence of the Saint John's Ambulance service. At the end of the filming, the TV Company announced they would like to ... Read More»

"I suggest that until you see Roxy, that's the last time you get your rocks off...I'll give her the meeting information, a week from now, 8 pm. Monte Carlo Hotel. I'll have you a reservation." Tracy had told me after giving me road head on the way back to work. The Monte Carlo was a ritzy place, not the type of place I would just bring to bang a woman, hell I have my own home for that. It was a four star hotel though and I was treated like royalty almost immediately after they found out who was footing the bill. Hotels like other people footing the bill for people. They have this theory that if they keep on going off and piling on various amenities on a person they will rack up a huge bill that they will never get to see. They asked if I would like ... Read More»

He was pretty damn excited. He had met this girl on a website. He had never thought he was going to actually meet anyone online. He had posted a story on the site. It was about him losing his virginity to a new neighbour. He had got a bunch of responses. That was cool. But what had been cooler was the 20 year old girl from Toronto who said she liked submissive guys and could they get together? That was crazy. And she was going to bring a girlfriend along. He couldn't believe it. He really didn't believe it. It had to be a prank. This didn't happen to him. Yet, there he was, on the subway going out to her neighbourhood to meet her and her friend. It better not be a prank, he thought. It was pretty early still. Only 7. There were still lots of people on the ... Read More»

It was a Saturday afternoon, warmer than usual for fall. Carissa looked at the clock, wondering when Jack would be home. He had gone to meet Trevor, a good friend and colleague, for lunch. Trevor was one of very few who knew the nature of Jack and Carissa's relationship. When the phone rang, Carissa eagerly answered it, sensing that it would be Jack. She wasn't surprised to hear his voice…he told her that he'd be home in about an hour and that Trevor was coming with him. He also told her to change into a short skirt and to remember the rules…to wear nothing underneath it, or her shirt. Puzzled and apprehensive Carissa walked upstairs to change. After freshening up, she slipped into the skirt and a pretty red t-shirt that buttoned up the front. She brushed ... Read More»

"Mr. Jenkins can you help me with my tent pole?" I looked over to see 18 year old Amy Deckwalter bent over in her skimpy shorts barely concealing her shapely buttocks as she struggled with setting up her tent. I just finished helping MaryBeth Walters with her tent and believe me it was a struggle. MaryBeth is also 18 and refuses to wear a bra, so it was all I could do to refrain from reaching out and grabbing her luscious breast, revealed under her t-shirt as she bent to nail in the tent peg. How did I come to "chaperone" five beautiful teens on a weekend camping trip? Well, I am good friends with their mother who could not accompany the Girl Scout troop on a promised outing, so being the 5'4" 129 pound outdoorsman that I am, I ... Read More»

God I need this vacation. It’s been almost three years since my last, and to quote the rock band Boston, "It's been such a long time, I think I should be going', yeah!" The relationship between Brittany and me seems to be taking a turn for the better. I believe that under the super-smart, manipulative veneer is a lonely little girl whose maniacal behavior is merely a coping mechanism. She still toys with me at will, but I feel her expressing more compassion and tenderness recently, which I desperately need after all I have been through. All day yesterday I was allowed to catch up on my sleep (though I was locked to the bed with a collar and chain), as Brittany shopped for new clothes for both of us. We went out for dinner without any teasing or sexual ... Read More»

I awaken to the sounds of your laughter drifting up from the kitchen. I lie there and wonder what you and my Lil One are up to. A smile spreads across my face as I think of my instructions for today. I sit up, careful not to make a sound, for I enjoy listening to the two of you talk. I grab my notepad and begin to write out the day's instructions. As I write them, I wonder who I will put in charge today. A faint smile comes to my lips as I fold the paper, my decision made. Listening to your chatter, I get dressed and start down the stairs. As I enter the kitchen I realize that neither of you have heard me, so I stand out of sight and listen to you laugh and joke regarding what you two hope you get to do to each other today. I smile and try not to laugh already ... Read More»

"I have got to calm down and think. There has to be a way to get away from this ass. There just has to be a way." A sudden hard yank on the chain ripped the clamps off my nipples, the instantaneous blood flow back into them ripped a scream from me. I had not heard him creeping back down the steps. "So bitch you think you are going somewhere? Guess I have a lot of work still a head of me to get you to understand you're my fucking slave and will be mine as long as I wish. Understand?" Sobs shook me as his words penetrated my pain and fear fogged mind. "Yes sir." I whispered. A light flipped on at the head of the table momentarily blinding me."Please why want you just let me go? I wont tell anyone about this, hell no one would believe me even if I did." His hand ... Read More»

The warehouse in the backstreets of Tokyo looked much like the others in that district. There were lots of import/export companies in the surrounding streets so the local Yakuza family were able to blend their operation in amongst the other busy commercial premesis without drawing any unwanted attention from the Law. Not that they posed much of a problem - most of the Police chiefs in the city were in the pay of the family anyway. Problems could be made to go away. At the back of the warehouse were the usual offices, washrooms and canteens, as well as a few small cupboards for cleaning supplies etc. If you didnt know the bunker was there you would never have found it. The iron trap door was well concealed. The bunker was built as a bomb shelter during the ... Read More»

Friday Evening After reading one of her stories I had to read the rest of them. They were like Lays potato chips or tits, once you have had one; you just want to have them all. Anyway, she sounded like such an interesting person that I just had to contact her and let her know what I thought of her stories. I e-mailed her and asked her for a picture. In a couple of days I received an e-mail back with a picture of her. She was probably 20 years younger than me and was a vision of loveliness. She had dark hair, a cute face, a soft rounded belly, and large feminine hips. Since it was a frontal clothed view I could not see what I was sure was a cute little fat ass, just made for spanking. I was so fascinated by her picture that I reread some of her better ... Read More»

It was my first time to one of these play-parties. My Owner had brought lots of equipment, and it was all locked into a rolling case. At first W/we made the social rounds...Master D. and his subs were there, and so was Mr. R., and a few others W/we knew. My Owner took me off in private, and with that evil grin of His, told me to get ready for some fun! When He gets a twinkle in His eye, and a certain really wicked grin, I know I've got some challenges ahead, and apparently, this was to be one of those occasions. He gave me a safe-word to use if I needed it, and I vowed to myself that I would NOT use it! It is a special challenge to myself that I not give in and use my safe-word. After all, I know my Owner will stretch my limits, but will always keep my safety in ... Read More»

"Tell me a fantasy," he said. He saw a shy look cross her face. She always seemed to have trouble with this question, even though her fantasies were no weirder than his. "This one's a little strange," she began. "Feh. Personally, I only think about Ozzie and Harriet, Norman Rockwell, and Alice in Wonderland." "Beast! Don't tease me, or I won't tell you anything." "I'll be good. Here, let me snuggle up and hold you while you tell me." He did as he suggested, and she snuggled into his embrace. She took a deep breath. "Okay, well, this one's about the Wolf. I think I told you once that I had vampire fantasies." He nodded encouragingly, although he was somewhat confused by the sudden juxtaposition of the Wolf with vampires. "That probably didn't ... Read More»