I knelt by the door eagerly awaiting my mistress’ return. My anticipation levels ran higher than normal as my mistress had promised me she would bring back a surprise. As the time ticked by, my mind floated leisurely to a myriad of suppositions…a new flogger perhaps, or those weighted nipple clamps my mistress had oh
The CaptureKelsey eyed the package on the porch from across the street. The petite 22 year old tied her long brunette hair in a bun and then pulled her face mask down over her face. She got such a rush out of pulling off different heists & stealing. It was exciting and fun. She was
The ride to their little hunting cabin might have been the longest journey of Leah’s life.Tucked out of the way, off of one of the rarely used logging roads, their secluded hideaway was perfect for what the next few days had in store. Leah could feel the beginnings of her heat stirring low in her
The official title of this work is, “The Taming of the San Francisco Dominatrix,” which was more than 35 characters, so had to be altered in the title. This play is a parody of William Shakespeare’s farcical comedy, “The Taming of the Shrew.” It was written specifically for Literotica’s 2024 April Fool’s Day contest, and
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction and none of this should happen in real life without full consent. Most of the characters in this story are committing criminal acts. If the idea of human sexual slavery, blackmail, nonconsensual sex, animal play, spanking, flogging, forced servitude, kidnapping, rape, or other such illegal activities bother
Jenna had been best friends with Jezebel for as long as she could remember. Their mothers had been drinking buddies and the two had found them selves locked in a room together on more than one occasion. Jenna loved Jezebel to death and could honestly say that they were more like sisters. Unfortunately for all
The female of the species must be deadlier than the male. –Rudyard KiplingJAMILAI asked Steve for the use of his tape, and re-taped Jill’s eyes, camouflaging them with a pair of aviator sunglasses. I like subs to show up in my apartment having no idea where they are, or how they got there; it heightens
Chapter 6 in the journey of my transformation. After accepting my wife’s ultimatum, I start the first day as her slave, and discover what my new life is going to be like. Read the previous chapters to understand how I got to this point.————————————————————————————–I had set my alarm so that I was up in time
She’s older now. Probably mid to late fifties. But she still looks great: tanned, slim and very good looking.She still looks like she could be trouble – nasty if you cross her. Maybe nasty even if you don’t cross her. Which was why I was so attracted to her, obsessed with her, because that kind
I like to be spanked. Really, I do. Please don’t judge me.Spanking is both physical and psychological. I usually like the physical feeling although sometimes I don’t like it as much when the sexual arousal goes away and I feel the after effect of the spanking without that distraction.From a psychological viewpoint, I love the
My first attempt at a series. This is a long slow build because I got into writing it that way. More to follow.I’d never been sacked before. And particularly not when I was certain my manager fancied me. Well, if he did, it didn’t stop him calling me in and giving me notice. ‘It’s not
Again, Ladies and Gentlemen, i’ve received some more constructive criticism regarding another bad habit in my writing, my overuse of ‘ ‘ marks within. This is actually quite an old story of mine, written some time ago, but i’ve tried to edit it to remove most of the ‘ ‘ use. Some i have left
THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!! ANY CHARACTERS OR EVENTS DEPICTED ARE FICTIONAL AND ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18.THE STORY SO FAR: Dr. Truce has sent teen redhead Jenna Trane to run errands at the mall in a compromising outfit in the hopes of improving her confidence and helping her lose her
It’s now been 2 years since I was kidnapped into servitude with Sylvia, my new owner and Mistress. I now have permission to use her name but I never do. She is Mistress always to me. I was made to wear a shock collar for the first year. At the end of that time I
Chapter II: Wanda and Carl.Thursday night came and Laura repeated the entire ritual with Gary and then spent the evening at Laura’s house where she quizzed them about their friends. She concluded that they were extremely comfortable, had an amazing home, were very attractive, she more than him, both Joanne and her husband agreed that
He ran his fingers through her sweaty, messy hair, listening to the constant whimpering beneath him. She couldn’t help it, he knew that, unable to control herself while she was teased, edged, and denied. All evening she moaned into her gag, a pleading expression thrown up at him, a silent begging for the release she
This story is total fiction, any resemblance to anyone living or dead is coincidental.My wife and I have always had a great sex life, better than any I know of. Her name is Helen and she loves her sex a little on the rough side. We like to do the role-playing thing, and have tried
Dan had tucked himself in behind the Foreign Exchange stall in the arrivals terminal of Paris Charles de Gaulle airport. He kept a close watch on the constant stream of people exiting from airside, trundling their wheelie suitcases or pushing trolleys piled high with baggage. No sign of Mary. If she had given me a
Tobias’ kisses give me life. He makes me feel like I’m floating, like we’re the only two people in the universe while being so deliciously demanding that all I could do was take it. His hands tangle in my locks, same as mine, clutching the shorn gray hairs of his head, my fingers brushing the
“Good evening, madame,” says Isabella, lowering the pitch of her voice and taking on a proper French accent. “My name is François,” she continues, enunciating very clearly, “and I will be your waiter. Would you like to hear our specials?””No, thank you,” Isabella then says in her own voice. “Please tell chef Gordon that I