Mistress Edna’s alarm clock would chime at 8 am every morning. The butler slave would be ready by that time with a tray of tea, orange juice and a croissant.Upon awakening Mistress Edna would open the box of cigarettes on her bedside table, take out a Dunhill 100, place it in her cigarette holder and
Note to Audience: Please Imagine whoever you want as the lead role in this story, this is an attempt to make a female-domination story with fanfiction scenarios. This, in my opinion, is a good roleplay erotica series for guys out there. This is pure fiction._______________________________________________________________I was a regular low-life movie reporter. what they would call
Paint Balling – slave girl saraThe gang met up as usual, meeting at the pre-arranged time, nine in the morning, at the paintballing centre. We had all been there before, but this time Gary and Paul had teamed up with the owner to add a little more excitement to the whole meaning of `Paint Balling`.
“Open your mouth.” He growled, and she complied sooner than his lips could shut again.”Tongue.”She stuck out her tongue, holding his gaze, helpless and nervous in anticipation of what he will do next. He had a look in his eyes that she hadn’t seen before. It made her nervous but excited her beyond expectation. Her
James’s P.O.V~I’ve always had a crush on this girl “y/n.” She was the popular kid in our school, and I never lost a chance to peek at her. A secret desire for my heart, I always admired her from afar, watching her laugh and talk with her friends, popular as well.One day, my friend came
Part 4: The second assignment.Sex with a stranger, sounded great, but I have never done it. I am introverted and I hardly knew where to start. I suppose I could go to a bar and try and pick someone up? Ugg, that was just not me. Would online sex count? Should I hire a prostitute?
The leather cuffs are soft but implacable.They don’t lock, but they don’t have to either, because I can’t reach the buckles no matter how much I stretch or twist my fingers. I’m hanging by my wrists in my boyfriend Robert’s garage, midway between a bench press and a scattered set of free weights. With a
Upon awakening, I realized that the spreader bar had incrementally extended while I slept and forced my legs nearly into a split. I attempted to look behind me to see what time it was by the sunlight coming into the room, and inadvertently caused the hook to rub inside me. The sensation of the hook
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He stopped in the doorway, forearms resting against the edges of the frame as his cool gaze surveyed the crowded, dimly lit room. His faint smirk widened into broad smile as his eyes stopped on her. Across the room, seated on a plush sofa, she had looked up the moment he’d opened the door. She
Dianna ran her hand across Conner’s shoulders and down his back. She cupped his right cheek and tapped her fingers on his brand thoughtfully.”How long?” She pulled the sub’s ass apart with both hands.”One week. I need some R and R, away from the unconscious influence my sub has on me when I’m trying to
LXIX: Is That A Blindfold?Blake, Liam, MarieBlakeBlake dragged Liam into her room, giving him no choice in the matter. Emotion still swirled within her, unsettled and unsure, but she didn’t care. She was still a bit frustrated with Liam, and knew that a promise wasn’t as easy as just saying the words, but she was
Click! No turning back now. I felt the handcuff’s and leg cuff’s metal embrace securing me to the chair in Jane’s kidnapping cabin. I suppose I should tell you how I got here.Mistress was still away and our future in doubt. I had been ‘kidnapped’ twice by a mystery woman I knew only as Mona.
It is their second evening in Las Vegas. They are staying at the Bellagio: only the best for his princess. It is late spring and the weather is beautiful. They have spent the day hiking in the desert and had a wonderful picnic. He has kept her in a heightened state all day. While they
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Eric and I had dated off and on for a couple years. In fact I lived with him for 10 months. But then he wants to get too close. You know, wants me to commit to seeing only him and I can’t do that. Still, he told me I could call on him any time.
Hi there! This story was written as part of a kinky writing challenge that used randomly rolled prompts. For this one, my prompts were: cosmetic/paint brushes; strap-on; vanilla; couple; public sex/exhibitionism, and leather. It’s just a short one this time, though there’s a longer one coming from the same challenge, likely to be posted here
Note #1: This scenario will be written from both the Domme side and the sub side. The Dominant side is titled “The Long Night (Domme).” I suggest choosing one or the other to read first based on your sexual preferences. Each version focuses on the thoughts and emotions of the Domme/submissive as the night progresses.Note
Submissive Southern Girl in Minnesota Ch. 7 -VegasThursday was the first time with the cleaning lady. I was nervous meeting her naked except for: heels, plug, and the cover up Master gave me that hid almost nothing. The doorbell rang right at 1:00 PM. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised when the cleaning lady turned
I’d been short tempered and distracted all day but when I snapped at you while we were clearing up after dinner. I knew I was in trouble which is how I found myself facing the corner, sitting with my bare bottom on the wooden stool.I was sitting just how you had taught me, legs spread