Show your Lines

The corporate suits finally deigned to recognize all the long hours and hard work Catherine had been putting in. Oh yeah, an all expenses paid weekend in the Las Vegas reserved suite, would be thanks enough. Driving home, her thoughts were already there. Calling friends, ticking off a list of things to pack.

Uppermost in her thoughts, was how thrilled he would be. Sean, head of his own construction firm, all alpha male. From his thick, brown hair and piercing blue eyes, all the way down his work hardened body, thickly talented 7 inch cock, to his size 12’s. Men wanted to be around him, women wanted to be his, or more aptly, in his pants. (more…)

Gwen had settled into her new life at John’s fine house, helping with young Tania’s training, better than she would have thought possible. On John’s frequent absences, she took Tania into her bed, so that her life was seldom without passion. After her first mild taste of punishment with the flogger, Tania craved more, and when John went away for two days, she asked Gwen if she would whip her as she had seen Gwen herself whipped. Gwen was reluctant at first, but when the pretty blonde begged her, she relented. (more…)

Hailey snuggled back against Nick as they continued to play the “Friends” trivia game with his circle of friends. All around them, slaves sat in various states of undress, being distracted from the game by their Dom(mes). Nick’s fingers were gently tormenting Hailey’s clit, stroking, circling, squeezing, and Hailey was going happily crazy. He also occasionally tugged on the clamps adorning her swollen nipples, sending waves of pain and pleasure through her. The feel of his hard cock throbbing against her bottom added to her pleasure - Nick was just as aroused as she was. (more…)

She could feel the heat of the blazing sun as she lay there stretched out on the beach. He had taken her, as he had promised, to a nude beach, a part of the National Seashore. But she hadn’t expected some of his additional surprises. Her arms were now stretched above her in the sand, a rope running from her wrists, hidden in the sand and affixed to the driftwood log he had suggested they set up next to. She was on her back on the blanket, naked, open, the sun beating down. He had placed wraparound sunglasses on her…he had blacked out the lenses. She knew that they were far enough from others to have some degree of privacy but she was shivering at her vulnerability even as the sun warmed her. He had begun oiling her and whispering to her and it was becoming clear he was going to leave no part untouched. (more…)

Wanted: Male stripper for ladies night at local bar. Call Ted at 555-1212.

It was the 80’s. Ladies’ nights and male strippers were just coming into vogue. This ad was the first indication I’d seen of one in our area. I would have ignored the ad except for two things: I wanted to make some extra money and I was looking for a way to ‘meet women’ (code word for ‘get laid’).

I was 23 at the time and working in a packing house lugging beef. It was a union job and paid pretty well. On the other hand, it didn’t have much of a future and because I was making pretty good money, I had maxed out my credit cards. I could make the payments OK, but it didn’t leave much money for fun, and it would take me years to pay them off at my current rate. So I called Ted. He told me he was looking for good-looking guys with a good build. I agreed to go over and interview. (more…)

i must have dozed off. Next thing i knew my Master sat on me! It was quite memorable. He must have climbed over me as i slept. i awoke with His black leather clad ass right in front of my face! i giggled and said, “That’s quite a view there Sir,” and went to smack His smooth muscular butt.

But i couldn’t! Andrew had pinned my arms under His calves and all i could do was slap the outside of His thighs. Which i most certainly did!

“Oohhh let me up!!! Sir! W/we have to have breakfast!!!”

He somehow rocked from side to side and pulled hard at the silk bedsheet. i gasped as He exposed my body to the cool air. i struggled fruitlesly and continued to beg Him to get off me. But Andrew knows when i can take more. One time He tickled me all over with a feather and i was giggling and squirming uncontrollably until He stopped. God the sex was amazing after that. (more…)

*Part 1: The Online Encounter*

“Story Overview

A thread of e-mails quickly blossoms into an erotic relationship of domination and humiliation between Ken and Karena. Karena develops a growing need for power and control while Ken finds himself drawn into a state of submission and inferiority. ”

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Ken anxiously opened his e-mail to see if Karena had responded to his feedback. The night before Ken had spent hours skimming through her website and reading her erotic stories. Karena was the main character in most of her stories, which were centered on BDSM. Her stories evoked strong erotic emotions in Ken. So much emotion that Ken had quietly stroked his cock while reading them. Karena’s character was a slut slave in one story, a mistress in another and a seductive tigress in another story. She bowed down to her master, she controlled other women, and controlled other men. Ken found all of the stories to be well written and very erotic. He knew the stories were fictional, but he couldn’t help feel that he was getting to know Karena through her stories. (more…)

Part 9.

Room service arrived, rolling in trays of food at noon. The four bodies disentangled slowly, drawn by the siren scent of coffee. Jerome went to the shower with his cup; he was joined moments later by Sandra. He was able to lift the slight girl like he did his own Rebekka; she squirmed against his hardness, thrashing and scraping his back. They both climaxed quickly; the previous night’s passions had kept both near the edge.

Coming out of the bathroom they saw Mandy and Rebekka sipping from coffee cups. The grins said they’d heard their lovers tryst in the bathroom; they were turned on. Sandra moved to the low table, rearranging the eight roses and putting an envelope down next to the vase. She went for coffee, wiggling her bottom, showing off the welts William had left two days prior. (more…)

I sat on my knees resting back on my heels and I wait. Twenty or so candles burned behind me on my alter table. My body tingled with anticipation as I waited for him because I cannot see the door. My mind raced over how my body looked, hoping it would please him when he came. No make-up, my hair brushed back, underarms shaved and pussy shaved with just a small patch of hair above my clit, nails all clipped, breath minty fresh. I couldn’t have in no way have missed anything. I yearned to turn around and search for him but I know I must wait. For what seemed like many hours turned out to be only a few minutes. I felt his hand brush my hair and my body tensed, nipples getting hard in excitement. (more…)

In the morning you arrive at work. You go through all your routines. Get some coffee. Check in on a few people. Take paperwork to a few others and get a few needed copies made and assembled. In general, you spend the morning bustling around and finally head back to your office.

You close your office door and slide into your chair. Pulling up to the desk, you hear a muffled gasp and you look down by your feet.

There I am, bound and gagged, just as you left me. I am sitting on my knees, arms bound behind my back. A white blouse with the buttons torn away reveals a lacy sheer bra beneath. My short skirt is bunched up on my thighs. You smile and slide your chair in to begin your work. (more…)