Show your Lines

“Roseanne is by now well into her “reprogramming”, and has very little will of her own remaining. Mesmerized, and very nearly in Clyde”s total control, he takes her submission to the next level.”

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Later, when we were in bed together after Clyde had taken the virginity of my ass, I snuggled gratefully in his arms as gave me my instructions for the next day. I was to wear my shortest and tightest “slut skirt” without underwear of any kind. Whenever my boss called me into his office I was to unbutton the third button on my blouse and find a way to let him see my bare tits and nipples. At the first possible opportunity I was also to let my skirt ride up my legs to give him a look at my pussy and/or ass. If my boss wanted to grab a feel of my body, I was to allow him to do so. (more…)

Katherine was enjoying her day with Lynn, making love and talking about everything under the sun. Lynn had just finished getting fucked long, slow and hard by Katherine wearing the strap on dildo and she was now getting her pussy licked as she came. Katherine lapped at her lovingly, tasting her honey and enjoying her rewards for her efforts. Lynn basked in her feelings for Katherine and the wonderful way she made love to her. After finishing her treat, Katherine shifted up and kissed Lynn, sharing the rich flavor of her own cum with her. (more…)

Chapter 11

The mood at Alexis” house was one of fear. Most of the staff had been fired. Buyers had been brought in for all of the girls except for Beebe, Primrose and Dora. Leah had discovered that Beebe was not really being trained for sale, but was actually being boarded by her Master. Primrose was spoken for, but was still learning the skill sets required by her Master-to-be before final purchase. Leah realized that left herself and Dora as the only sellable slaves left, or in other words, Alexis total net worth. (more…)

*Ch. 07: Intro to BDSM*

“This is one of a series. I suggest you read them in order.”

Once inside the house, I took off my coat and undid my tie. As we walked into the bedroom, I began to undress. Katherine came up to me and stroking my back said, “Let me help.” and I smiled up at her. She reached around my body and began to unbutton my shirt. Then undoing my belt, she opened my pants and as I sat down she finished undressing me.

“There are a couple of robes on the door in the bathroom.” I said and Katherine retrieved them. One was long and the other short. She handed me the long robe and I slipped it on. (more…)

A few weeks ago, a woman posted her version of an erotic encounter she wanted on a popular NYC bulletin board website. After I read it, her words and her desire kept resonating in my head. She had told the story from her own point of view and it was quite well done, but I thought she might like to hear the same story, told this time from the man’s perspective. Of course, when I tried to email my response to her it bounced back, but what the hell…. I will share it with you instead, for your pleasure and mine. (more…)

He ran the tip of his tongue along his upper lip to indicate that he wanted to taste his Submissive. At the same time he fondled her naked cunt. When Mistress Fran’s slaves had uncuffed Eva Sir Dan thanked them and gave Fran a big hug. “Thanks pal,” he said, ” I owe you one.” Then he wrapped his blanket around Eva and said good night to several friends as he made his way back to the coatroom. When Eva had dressed Sir put her in the car and headed home.

Eva sat close to her Sir on the way home. She leaned her head on his shoulder and he lifted his arm and put it around her as he quickly kissed her forehead. They drove in silence for a while. And then Eva asked, “Sir would you like to come to my place tonight and let me show you what a good time I had?” (more…)

Elise had the misfortune of being a “good girl” all her life. She was the one who easily did very well in school, attended church regularly, respected her parents and community, and was in many ways all-around decent, not ever a source of embarrassment. Her parents always proudly countered other parents’ complaints of their children’s problems with, “Oh, Elise never does that.”

Whether the others were cheating, taking drugs, staying out late, being rude, or worse, she began to hear a condemnation in the innocent praise of, “Elise never does anything bad”. To her, that statement didn’t accent the good stuff that she had done but instead focused her mind on all that she hadn’t done, made her wonder why others did those things, and she didn’t. (more…)

*Scene 1 – Setting the Stage*

When Michelle returns to the table after having sucked Archer Howard’s cock in the powder room and having had him fill her mouth and cover her face with his come, she finds Samantha Howard curled around her husband, wrapped in an intimate embrace. She is kissing him, and her hands are clearly busy beneath the tabletop, on his lap. Many of the other couples around the table are engaged in flirtatious, teasing play as well. The conversation has turned bawdy and risqué, fueled by champagne and the sight of the indiscreet, amorous foreplay around the table. (more…)

“**i have only recently starting writing, and this is my first submission. i hope you all enjoy it**”

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Her clit throbs as she gently fingers it. Her legs are spread wide, and the skirt that Sir had asked her to wear is hiked around her waist.

She tries to keep her mind calm as she waits for the taxi that Sir has sent for her. All He had told her was to pack a couple of slutty outfits, one specifically that was ok to wear in public without getting arrested the minute she set foot outside. She wore that outfit now. She had chosen the outfit to please Him. The outfit consisted of a short black skirt with a slit up the side, and a white sheer blouse. Her bra was a half-cup, so her nipples are displayed over the top of the cups, and she isn’t wearing panties under her skirt. Thigh high nylons and high heels complete the look. She has also spent extra time carefully applying her makeup; dark eyeshadow, and liner, and of course, red lipstick. (more…)

She kneels on the floor in silent meditation. Her collar before her. Naked and warm, she waits for him.

The door closes and he enters the room. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees him standing there. She knows he’s watching her, running his eyes up and down what belongs to him. Her face begins to blush as his eyes study her.

He walks towards her, circling her, his fingers tracing over the line of her shoulders, across her back and through her hair. He stands in front of her now, facing her and feels his hands on her head, pulling her to him gently. (more…)