Show your Lines

Will had been very intrigued by some of Jessica’s reactions to the previous day’s toys… especially the whip and the paddle. A little pain seemed to turn her on a lot, and he was kinda wondering what it would be like to incorporate that into their week… although he hadn’t really thought about it too much before he’d always found bondage interesting, and spanking her was looking more and more appealing. That night, as she slept (pretty exhausted from the long day of playing with toys) he looked through the internet, reading up on some of the BDSM stuff that he found. Ok, so it wasn’t something he was sure that he’d be great at, but at least they could try it! After all, wasn’t he her “Master” this week? Although he wasn’t sure if he liked the way “Master” sounded, maybe he just wasn’t ready for that yet… “Sir” felt more like him. (more…)

Well, it was finally time. It was early December, there was snow everywhere, and I was going to Panama to get warm. I had taken a two week vacation, and I was going to spend it hunting women. That’s right, I was going to hunt women. I had heard about a place in Panama where you could hunt women on a private ranch.

I had checked out their website and then had them send me more information by mail. I was ready for it. My girlfriend of five years had cheated on me and then ditched me for her new lover about six months before, and I had some unresolved hostility toward women that I wanted to work out. (more…)

Sarah smiled with anticipation thinking about the night ahead with Professor Greg. He had taken her completely the last time they were together but now that she was aware of his game she knew she would win this round for sure. After their “encounter” she had found a note from Professor Greg in her student mailbox asking her to dinner at his house at seven that evening. Anxious to see what the evening had in store but full of trepidation, Sarah found herself knocking at the door of Greg’s house at seven sharp. When Greg answered the door, Sarah was forced to quickly shake off the mental cobwebs and smile her hello. (more…)

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After about 45 minutes, some obvious time on a highway and then again over more windy roads, Mistress Sheila indicated we were almost at our destination.

“You may remove your blindfold Michael,” she spoke in a somewhat preoccupied voice. As I reached up to raise the blindfold, the car slowed dramatically and turned sharply into what I could now see was a driveway. Before I looked around, I took a moment to glance at Mistress Sheila. Though we had exchanged photos, hers had not done her justice. Mistress Sheila was slim and very attractive. She was a brunette with reddish highlights and petite features. She was wearing a business skirt, what appeared to be stockings and a white blouse. A black bra was visible beneath the blouse supporting two nicely sized breasts. Mistress was everything I could have asked for. (more…)

After a long shower, Leah wrapped herself in the blue floral kimono style robe that had appeared on the hook in the bathroom. Not knowing when Master, or whatever his name really was, would get back, she decided she had better get her work done. If she was going to be a prisoner, it was far better to spend it in the nicer rooms that in that little hell-hole.

She put the DVD into the player and settled onto a pile of pillows to watch. The case was labeled CS Instructional 1. To her shock and fascination, it was a porn DVD. She had never seen any live action porn before and watched in a combination of disgust and rapt amazement as stick thin women with blood red lips took huge swollen cocks into their mouths and sucked on them. What was more interesting was the commentary that was overlaid onto the DVD. It was her Master”s voice, drawing her attention to a particular technique used in this sequence or a certain style used in another. Once she had gotten over the shock of it, she started the DVD over again and paid more attention to what he was saying as she had the strong feeling that he would be testing her on the material. (more…)

Initial Experiences

My first submissive experience – sucked…and not literally, to say the least. I had met an individual through the net who claimed to be a Dom and talked a very good act. Came across as a Dom, sounded like a Dom – gave directions like you would expect a Dom to give. After a couple months, I decided that I would risk and explore submission with this man who came out from Vancouver, British Columbia to meet with me in Edmonton, Alberta. After tying me up with horse hobbles and putting clothes pegs at various body orifices, he then proceeded to have intercourse with various orifices…not my idea of a good time since I did not know what to expect, did not know the man, had no introduction as to what was going to happen, etc. etc. etc. Count myself lucky that he didn’t take long to cum and it took even less time for me to dress and get out of there. (more…)

He brought her flowers, knowing how inappropriate it was. Their age gap was too great. They were friends, good friends and just a little more than friends, but that was all.

She accepted the flowers gratefully, knowing his feelings for her were far more than simply platonic, but not caring.

They talked, about anything and everything, not for long but comfortably over a coffee after work several times a week. Then he went home.

“Did you see that program on television?” she asked, “The one about the really big women?” (more…)

His naked body quivered atop the satin sheets. Arms raised above him in handcuffs, he was not at liberty to do anything to warm himself. The black silk blindfold, which he was unaware matched the sheets perfectly, lent an air of suspense that even being shackled and naked could not fully reach.

The bed gave way near his feet; someone had sat down to his right.

“Baby? Is that you?”

“Did I tell you that you could speak? I didn’t give you permission, did I?” Before he could make another mistake, a finger touched his lips. He shook his head from side to side. “Good boy. Now, you only need to endure one punishment… for now.” (more…)

“Author’s Note: I looked at each of these Chapters and decided they needed a little work, a few inconsistencies tidied up, errors corrected. Also I felt the need to create a “book-like” feel to them rather than each Chapter being a stand alone story. I hope you enjoy revisiting dominique. If she is new to you, I hope you enjoy her story. ”

Chapter 01

i sat open mouthed reading the email. i couldn’t believe He wanted me to do this. i couldn’t believe i was actually considering it! He wanted me to prove myself to Him, to completely humiliate myself in public for Him. As proof. Proof of what i wondered? Proof of my desire for Him… my need? Proof of my servitude, my submission? Or just proof that i really was a slut? A slut. “Godddd,” i always hated that word… (more…)