BDSM stories

New Tricks – slave girl sara – May 2023I have been with my Sir and Master, Marc, for over three years now and have been as obedient as a girl of nineteen, when we were put together by our parents, could possibly be. The only real problems have been those of me sometimes not having

This is a direct follow on from Saving Eva from Abuse 2, the stories are fairly short so if you haven’t it would be worth reading from the beginning.Comments and stars are much appreciated.Monday morning, I drove to work with Eva. As I was always half an hour before the staff, I dropped her off

Penny’s Correction – 3.As I drove home from Peter Wellington’s office at Hard Electronics neither of us spoke. My wife clutched her jacket closed attempting, but with only limited success, to conceal her breasts. The breasts, which hitherto had been only mine to touch, and which Peter had fondled then left bare. Bill, the security

Five years had passed since I moved out of the house to pursue my journey into adulthood, and in that span of time my life saw many highs and lows, an experience I’m sure we can all relate to. But returning home now and seeing where I came from with fresh eyes put into perspective

Whipping Girl – Part 4 slave girl sara{All participants aged over 18}This is part 4 of my story about Sky. She replied to an advert for a Whipping Girl and has started the trial period. She is being shown to her room by cook.”Sorry Sky, I have to be cook to you because for four

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a work of BDSM erotica, containing numerous sex scenes depicting consensual bondage, humiliation, and pain. The purpose of the story, however, is less to arouse than it is to explore what BDSM means for (at least some) practitioners. I thus devote more time to how my characters feel than to what

Gentle Molly is tested, learns a little about her Mistress, and sinks further into depravity as she loves every minute. Be warned that this is no “how to guide”, and health and safety isn’t a thing, but no real maids were harmed in the crafting of this story xxxCold daylight woke us as the curtains

Part 2Reinforcement15The text message was short and to the point. Her training would begin on Tuesday 3rd September. An address was given and a time, 7.30 pm. It was the first communication she’d had from Oakham since signing the contract nearly two weeks before. Kate had even begun to wonder if the phone was working

BobEva knocked on my office door, something she never did. She was clutching some papers.”Close the door,” I said without looking up.”Sir, they know, well Mary does for sure and Ellie saw us last week. Mary needed my address and immediately recognised it as the same as yours. She will not tell anybody, she is

Charles was sitting at his desk, in his small office, staring out the window into the busy traffic outside. His mind was full of thoughts of happy frustration as he realized he had been given everything he had asked for from his new fiancé. Rose was amazing and open minded about life. They had dated

1The gentle buzz of blended chatter filled the room. Only the occasional outbreak of convivial laughter penetrated his thoughts, reverting his mind to the present company. When appropriate he nodded agreement to feign attentiveness, which, on other occasions would have been genuine. That evening however his mind was preoccupied. Once again he casually glanced around

She pulled into the driveway. It had been a long day. Longer still because he hadn’t remembered. Turning off the car, she sighed. He had always been so attentive. So thoughtful. How could he have forgotten? She leaned against the steering wheel, remembering their first conversation.It had been a year since they began talking. At

Kate sat quietly on the bed and held her best friend, Abby, as she sobbed.”What the hell, Abbs? This is the third time this month you’ve come home from work like this. Please tell me what is going on.”She gave Abby a moment to gather herself.”It..It’s my boss. It’s like h… he gets off on

In the last chapter, Julie got Andy into bed – alone. Then she drove him to the edge.I was powerless to resist Julie’s demand. I said the words.”Please be in charge of … my cock, Julie.”I’d given in at every step. But it was never enough. I’d just begged Julie to take charge of my

Simon Says: Last chapter. Hope you enjoyed the ride. Happy reading. :)—–Caroline was sitting at a table where the hotel served the complimentary breakfast. She wore a black skirt, one that came to just above her knees, and a white blouse, her sandy hair pulled back and tied behind her neck. She looked elegant and

This is a story I wrote for my toy to enjoy.I hope you all enjoy it as much as she does. Many thanks also go to Pappya Lynne for her editing skills.It is Friday morning you’re sitting at your desk wondering what you will do this weekend. The kids are away at their dads and

Submissive Southern Girl in Minnesota, VThe day after the night at the BDSM club I had cleared my calendar of everything but one afternoon meeting that couldn’t be rescheduled. I had done my normal morning routine, toilet, enema, shower, edge, release enema, plug and heels, but when I crawled to the kitchen, I found Master

After a while, Ms. Julie stirred.”C’mon, boy, get up.” With my arms still tied behind me, I struggled to stand.She pulled me to the couch. “Move here.” She arranged us so that I was sitting between her legs facing forward. My arms were pressed between my back and Ms. Julie’s body. Ms. Julie wrapped an

As soon as the cab pulled away from the curb, Karen turned towards Yvonne and started making out with her just like she had in the loo at the restaurant. Yvonne knew that the cab driver could see what they were doing in the rear view mirror, and rather suspected Karen of doing what she

(I have been away for a while, so I hope you enjoy this)Usually, when Heather rang for her houseboy, she was on the couch in the living room, or at her desk in her office. But this time, the ringing came from the bedroom. With a certain amount of trepidation, Walter attended her. “Yes, Heather?”She