Tormented by My Muse

It was well past midnight when she came, though I was indeed weak and weary, exhausted by the struggle of putting metaphorical pen to digital paper.”Mistress!” I rejoiced. “Inspire me once more and I will be your eternal slave.”She was a fetishist’s wet dream. a goddess in skintight leather and shining latex. In silent disdain

What a Day

We decided to go on an ATV ride. Well, more like Sir said we had some work to do up at the gate and I was being a brat the whole time we worked. It turned into us going for a ride after we finished. He said he was going take me into the woods

Societal Submissions – Toronto Pt. 01

Chapter 1 – ArrivalsAs their plane rumbled down the tarmac in Toronto, both Leah and Sadie let out a squeal of excitement. Both on their summer break from college in Toronto, Neither had ever been to Canada and were so excited. A prize they won in a local radio show, complete with spending money for

Saving Eva from Abuse Ch. 16

BobAnother fucking boring three day fucking meeting where fucking idiots rambled on about fucking drivel. The hardest part was trying to stay awake, I miss Eva and Milly; the Nottingham girl was the only diversion. She continues to wear inappropriately short skirts and low cut tops. This of course just made missing the girls worse.The

The Inner Fullness Heist: Ch. 02

Joey ran over the plan one more time in his head. It wasn’t insane. He was almost positive that insane was too strong a word — he trusted Carla, and Carla wasn’t worried, right?But everything in him said the plan was nuts. Staying in the area of operations for three entire rounds of acquisition (not

Punishment of a Different Kind

Everyone in this work of fiction is a consenting adult over the age of 21.”Time for milkies, Kitten.”He took my hand and gently led me up off the couch. I loved milkies time.I started to leave my phone behind but as he turned and saw me he said “no, bring your phone with you.”My eyebrows

Assumption of Risk

Chuck considered himself an experienced guy. Since getting a good job, he’d enjoyed lap dances and an occasional furtive hand job at various topless bars, couch dances (self-service, look but don’t touch) and table massages at grimy strip center storefronts. He wasn’t ignorant of the other services available in town, but he lacked the desire

Girl Swap Ch. 02

Girl Swap – Part 2 – slave girl saraI am on a swap to a family in Wales and have been introduced to the family. Benjamin, the son of the family, is obviously not that confident with a girl.Sir squeezed and pinched my right, favoured, tit and Benjamin gently stroked my left one.”For fucks sake

Use Me! (Femdom Smut)

M/N’S P.O.V~”A football player, captain of the sports team, is that what you like to be considered as?” I was blinded by blindfolds, her voice piercing through me. Her heels were raising my heartbeat, affecting me more than ever!My body was tensed even after laying on a recliner chair. Her sweet sound made me guess

Triple F Ranch – Pt. 02

Moving up to the buzzer at the gate, Charlotte would smile and reach down to press it when the sound of hooves found her ears. A pleasant and rhythmic clip-clop echoed from the other side of the gate. Charlotte tilted her head a bit and leaned over to look through the gate and while her

My Best Friend, My Kidnapper

Every morning, Jean went for a walk. She couldn’t go very far with the chain of course, it was so short she couldn’t even stand, but it allowed her to waddle over from her resting spot to the little hole that acted as her toilet. She hated relieving herself there because she had to always

Red Dress, No Knickers

Dinner. Posh restaurant, dark, lots of heavy drapes, black and red, velvet tablecloths and seat covers. Large black candles on floor mounted candelabra provide the seductive illumination. A 20’s theme night.A pleasant murmur of conversation pervades the room, the actual voices and content muffled by the heavy furnishing. The clientele are very obviously affluent; there

The Dream

I sip my water and stare at you. Unconscious, you are tied down to the bed, and I am taking a moment to revel in my audacity. Taking another sip while watching you jerk in your sleep, dead to the world, this is how I managed to bind your arms and legs to the bed

Civic Experiment Ch. 05

Tyler and ZacOne Month Later’Field trip!’ Zac said as he came into the room.Tyler hadn’t slept which was becoming a habit which he didn’t particularly like. Then again there were so many things he didn’t particularly like. He hated that Zac was privy to information he wasn’t. He hated when a notification came through and

My Diary Pt. 04 – The Studio Shoot

Thursday morning.What a night! It’s as if my husband has been taken over by a D/s demon. But somehow the heat is sucking me in. I look at the film and photos on my phone and see the excitement in my own eyes as I submit to one humiliating ordeal after another. First he used

My Day with Mistress Pt. 04

Part 4″Somewhere” turns out to be out of the city, thank God. You drive us across the GWB and then head south on 95 toward the Meadowlands, with the speakers blaring a custom playlist you’ve put together–“When I Rule the World” by LIZ, “Dictator” by REI AMI, “SIMP” by Lil Mariko, and a couple dozen

Lord of Submission Ch. 01

My name is Allen and my life has completely changed in a twisted way. It all started on my eighteenth birthday. I am only 5’10 and lived with my four sisters. We are not blood-related but, still as close. Their ages range from 18 to 21 being the youngest didn’t make things easier. I woke

Making a Goddess

“Please don’t rip,” I kept repeating to myself as I tried to pull the latex over my hips. My name is Vanessa and, like most teenagers, intimacy is still an awkward affair. Add my desire for sexual servitude and bondage and finding a boyfriend, much less a master is all but impossible. So like most

The Switch Ch. 04

The other slave and I sat in our cages for what felt like an hour, but it was probably only 10 or 15 min. We occasionally looked at each other, but didn’t dare speak. I’m sure we were both wondering where we came from, what we did in our real lives, and what led us

My Neighbour Sally

It was 1968 and although the so-called swinging sixties were in full swing, this was not the case in suburban Bournemouth. As a retired headmaster from a local mixed grammar school life progressed at an enjoyable if sedate pace. I lived in a semi-detached house on the outskirts of town, life in general was very