Show your Lines

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It had been over two years since John had first met and Dominated Libby. They had met on the Internet three years ago and maintained a Master/submissive relationship for nearly a year before John moved away to another state. John’s wife had been ill with severe dementia and had passed away which was the principle reason for his moving. He had been asked to take a job in another city and since his wife had passed on, he agreed to the move. Libby, being nearly twenty years his junior, in her forties, had decided to return to college to finish her undergraduate work; hence they seemed to just drift apart. (more…)

“DO NOT read if you are under the age of 18. If you like this story, please vote. I would love any and all CONSTRUCTIVE feedback. This story will probably be one chapter only.”

My husband Will and I are all new to this whole Internet thing, but one of the easiest things to find, was of course porn. I particularly like erotic stories, and one day ran across a website that was nothing BUT stories. As I began to read, I realized that I had stumbled across a BDSM story site. Now Will and I have done some tie up stuff, and the like, but this was way beyond what I had ever imagined the limits of my own endurance. I also found myself excited by the graphic descriptions of torture, punishment and sex. My favorites were of women being dominated by men. Suddenly, the back door flew open, and my kids came running in saying it was too hot to play outside today. Since the computer desk is in the dining room, I figured that was the end of that, and I turned the computer off and went back to being a housewife. (more…)

Somewhere in the middle of the night, I awoke screaming from my dreams… But it wasn’t a scream of fear or a scream of panic; it was the screaming from a wet dream, a dream of body-wracking, mind-blowing orgasm (orgasms?). I lay there panting, at first worried that my parents might have heard, and then I realized that I was all alone in my new place. The radio was still playing, but the ethereal music that had been on earlier had been replaced with something darker, stronger, heavier, something between blues and techno that was verging on being indescribable. I lay back and closed my eyes again, and let my mind wander over the dream I had just had, trying to summon as many details as I could before it faded from my memory, as dreams are prone to do. (more…)

His Return

He had been gone for weeks now and she was all to eager to feel His warmth and presence again. As she always was allowed she had spent some time with her F/friends whilst He was away, but she always tended to her tasks, not wanting to displease Him in anyway. Knowing that He has taken great pride and pleasure in having her at His feet always warmed her and filled her with the happy contentment of her own submissive needs being filled with His pleasure.

Since that perfect day that she had knelt before Him, her head lowered and her arms raised and crossed at the wrists, her thighs softly pressed together respectfully in submission to Him, she had been complete and would do anything and everything He ever commanded her to, for her love and trust of Him was deeper than anything else could ever be. (more…)

Glenn was not distracted by visions of Nan this time. His imagination never left the Gilbert house. He could hardly keep himself from starting his collections first thing in the morning; and when he did start he went through them impatiently.

Finally, he was knocking on the pivotal back door, having seen the Fein car in the drive. A shadow appeared. The latch clicked. He looked up.

“Hello, Glenn. It is Glenn, isn’t it?” It was Roxanne in a sheath dress, slit high to the point of the hip, a deep purple red with moiré swirls in it. She was absolutely purring. (more…)

Sir Dan stepped back from Eva, pushing her away from him as he did. She was startled by how roughly he had pushed her and she fell back against the table. He looked at her with a steel hard look of determination on his face. He looked her over for a moment as he grabbed his still hard cock.

“Strip slut,” he ordered. And, as she began to take off the tight short skirt and blouse that Sir had almost pulled off of her, she became a little uneasy under his hard glare. At the same time he pulled off is clothes and put them on top of the table where he had just finger fucked her. (more…)

It was getting on to late afternoon. Not that you could tell from the sun because at this time of year - the last week of June - the sun didn’t go down until quite late. But it was nearly five thirty and I had been clearing the trail in back of the cabin all day. During the morning I had taken the chain saw and ax all along the trail until the point it left my property - nearly a half mile - and cut any fallen trees which were blocking the path. After lunch I started back, cutting the fallen trees nearest the cabin into fireplace length and stacking them alongside the trail to be moved later. Now I was hot, tired and only wanted a shower, supper, and some time to goof off. Well, maybe I also wanted to get laid, but that didn’t seem a very likely prospect. (more…)

*Scene 1 - Dressing and Anticipation*

Michelle emerges from her bath, freshly scented, shaven, and oiled to a silky, buttery smoothness. Standing in front of her mirror, she places her hands on either side of her pussy, framing the soft, delicate portal to her sexual center. Her newly manicured nails gleam a strong, bright red, in contrast to the soft, delicate pink of her labia. She watches herself in the mirror as her index fingers reach to open her slit, to present the sweet, dewy folds of her most sensitive skin for her inspection. (more…)

“This is part 2 of the fourth story in the Valerie series. It is intended to stand alone, though her back story will make more sense if you read the first three chapters, Valerie’s Submission, Valerie’s Exploration and Valerie’s Commitment. It is in two parts due to its length.”

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She woke to a voice speaking her name and a hand shaking her. It took a few seconds to recognize Sally’s voice and to remember where she was. “Valerie, it’s almost time for dinner. We need to get you cleaned up and properly dressed.” (more…)

Anne was just approaching 30, she had struggled her way through a number of jobs before joining Fulcrum. She had trained as a nurse, worked in a hospital, then an old peoples home in her quest to find herself something which enabled her to work and help other people. All had been a struggle and in the end she had given it all up, taken a secretarial course and, after several attempts, landed her current job in the support team.

Fulcrum had only been in business for seven years and had grown rapidly on the strength of their main database product which now powered many of the major corporate web sites. Most of their customers were major wholesalers using Fulcrum software to support on-line catalogues and ordering, but they also has won many contracts with porn sites where it was used to hold the files of pictures sent in by so-called amateurs. This part of Fulcrum’s business while profitable, was not mentioned in most of their publicity! (more…)