Archive for May, 2010
Monday, May 31st, 2010
The next morning, he awoke, relishing the feel of their naked bodies entwined around each other.
She was lying on her side, her legs pulled up and her back towards him. He was cupped into her, his hardening sex slipping into the crease of her bottom. An arm was draped over her; a hand was holding a soft breast.
He awoke to the memories of the previous night, and these hastened his erection. He was also very aware that this woman’s body was very much at his disposal, eager for his touch, his possession, his feeding of her hunger for him. (more…)
Sunday, May 30th, 2010
Ringgggg
“Hello?”
“Are you ready, little one?” Her pulse immediately quickened.
“Yes, Sir.” She said, almost breathlessly. How can he have such an effect on me - so strong, so immediate? Surely he’s a magician. She waited for the next incantation.
“Do you have your collar and cuffs on?”
“Yes, Sir.” She could already feel herself getting wet. She wished He allowed her to sit with her legs together, so she could feel it more, maybe rub her legs together a little. But He didn’t allow that. As directed, she sat cross legged on the king-size bed. Behind her, lying over the edge of the unusually tall headboard was a loop of rope. She was naked except for the black leather cuffs and collar. She wore a phone headset. (more…)
Sunday, May 30th, 2010
Violet was dragged, in her humiliated state, from the party, tears rolling down her face. Of her sister, there was no sign, and she felt sure that Willow’s Master would undoubtedly punish her severely for her benevolance.
They did not return to the bedroom, but rather turned toward the dungeons. When they passed a maid in the hall, Blaine ordered her to strip, and she did. Her eyes caught a glimpse of the maid folding the clothing neatly before carrying it off down the hall. His cold gaze was upon her, and she blushed, falling immediately to all fours. (more…)
Friday, May 28th, 2010
“Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.
(c) 2001 Couture”
Chapter X
Laura’s knees ached uncomfortably, as she knelt down on the cold tile floor in her dorm. However, the pain in her knees was nothing compared to the burning on her bottom. The crop was unmerciful and unpredictable, as its blows left a trail of welts in its wake. Tamara, who Laura at first took for a kind and lovely girl, was an unsympathetic and harsh task mistress and applied the crop with great skill. (more…)
Friday, May 28th, 2010
“Introduction:
For those of you who have read any of Cathy’s accounts of her adventures, you know she is a slut — and a dandy submissive one — who craves abuse and humiliation. We have been together for about a year now, and her ex-husband, Eric, has participated as my on-site partner for much of that time. He has been a critical element in her growth as a masochistic sub. He has also grown, developing into a nice, inventive sadist to match her needs.
For this sexual abuse session, he brought along a young woman as a helper. He found Tina, a nineteen-year-old college coed, when she propositioned him one afternoon, offering a blow job for some money for school. He accepted and rented her mouth for a short while. They did it again, now and then. Finally, she gave him her pussy, for a fee. They became friends, of a sort. What Theresa calls a fuck buddy. (more…)
Friday, May 28th, 2010
“(FF, panty, humil, Fd etc.)
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.”
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At that moment, the door opened again. Terry looked up hopefully, expecting to see Laura back with their clothes. Instead, she was greeted by a large group of girls armed with water guns, who rudely ended the lovemaking with blasts of icy-cold water. Screaming, the two naked girls grabbed the bed sheet, and rushed out the door, to the jeers and laughing of the crowded halls of the Honor’s dorm. (more…)
Wednesday, May 26th, 2010
“When did you first know you were submissive?”
Baby girl shifted in her seat uncomfortably. She hated these questions. She was a child of the 60s—the decade that changed the world. For women, life was filled with heretofore unimagined opportunity. Baby girl was raised on these dreams. Never once did she doubt that her life would be anything less than everything she wanted. She had prepared and planned for that life. Training, dedication, and raw intellect had molded her into a person of reason, a scientist with a promising career. Professionally, she was advancing understanding of the natural world. Now she was faced with the question that forced her to admit that for years she had no clue as to her own nature. It was almost an admission of failure. Almost. (more…)
Wednesday, May 26th, 2010
The Arrival:
A long, white sheriff’s van, with the initials I.F.D. stenciled on the door pulled into the razor wired compound at the rear of the International Federation of Dominants court house. Two prison guards slid the gate closed behind the van, before walking purposefully over to the driver’s side window. The taller of the two guards, a buxom blonde woman glanced through the caged window as she did so, and gave a small, satisfied smirk. She adjusted her tight fitting blue shirt, ran her fingers though her braided blond hair, and smoothed her tight black leather skirt. She did not know why, but five years later, the woman in the van still made her fidgety. (more…)
Wednesday, May 26th, 2010
“**This story contains references to japanese rope bondage. If not done properly, japanese rope bondage can be extremely dangerous. If it’s something you’d like to try, please do some research beforehand.**”
The Club
I don’t go to “the club” very often. Going there usually leaves me with this vaguely guilty-dirty feeling. I can never seem to pin down the reason for the feeling. I mean gees, what does anyone care what I do with my own body, or anyone else’s for that matter? Consenting adults and all that. I’m pretty open about sex, and very tolerant of other people’s turn-ons, no matter how kinky or weird they may be. Despite that, however, I don’t seem to be especially forgiving when it comes to my own little hungers. (more…)
Monday, May 24th, 2010
“The following totally fictitious writings and are intended for the sole readership of those of LEGAL AGE. The ADULT ONLY material contained within is also for personal use only where local standards permit scenes of violence and sex. Please do not read further if any of these subjects offend, or if you are not of legal age.
This is a work of fiction. The author does not condone violence of any sort.
The following is under Copyright and is for your sole enjoyment. Your cooperation in not using the material in any other application without the express permission of the author is requested. Thank you.” (more…)
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