I was making my second cup of tea when I heard the door to the barn open. I turned to see the girl I had met here a week earlier standing at the door. She smiled when she saw me. I was pleased to see she wasn’t as nervous as she had been the previous
Cassandra sent out emails Sunday night. Invitation to their housewarming party. “Cassandra, Johanka, and Polk(their pet Bitch) invite you to…”It went to her firm’s partners and several staff. Everyone at work would know. Susan, an older skinny bitch, the office gossip, was included. Polk cried when she saw it.Johanka enjoyed watching Polk struggle in and
This is a direct follow on from Saving Eva from Abuse 6, the stories are fairly short so if you haven’t it would be worth reading from the beginning.Comments and stars are much appreciated.BobOn the seventh day God rested, what a fucking good idea (sorry for the blasphemy) Friday the last day of the week
After her displaying my shame and humiliation to her girlfriends and selected co workers she made demands on me as she enjoyed owning her slave. She introduced me to everyone we’d meet as her slave which terrified me that my secret would get out to someone that knew me but she didn’t care. She was
(Contains graphic sexual and BDSM depictions, including male and female chastity, edging, ruined orgasm, ballgags, pussy paddling, electric play, and strangulation. This chapter is mostly f/f, or more accurately, f/f/f. The story takes place in a forced chastity dystopia where uncoerced consent is effectively impossible, but all characters gain at least some enjoyment from the
I had just purchased my first personal service pet, and she arrived shy and skittish.I had paid extra for her virginity, of course, so the problem wasn’t unexpected. Many people might not find it a problem at all–might enjoy the opportunity to watch their new conquest blush and shrink away from them, or even to
“So, it’s like improvisational theater?” I asked, sitting in the now empty college classroom. Class had ended, but Malcolm and I were still talking.”Yeah, LARP is pretty much similar. Live Action Role Play is what it stands for. It’s basically a Dungeons and Dragons tabletop, but in real life.”My geeky eyes were shining behind my
Libertaria city was bleak and decadent, its black skyscrapers towering above miserable millions and covered in permanent a light rain, not enough to stop people’s activities but enough to be annoying, born from the desire of freedom, or the absolute greed of the powerful as some would say.Noah was sitting on the bus next to
This story encompasses aspects of group sex, voyeurism, anal sex and minor bdsm elements. Credit for the idea of this story belongs to Ster001 who requested this fantasy through the Story Ideas Forum. I hope I did it justice.Tara Andrews muttered as she walked to her closet. What on earth was she going to wear?
“Hello – I – I’d like – I’m uh, supposed to make an appointment there,” stammered a male voice at the other end of the phone.Bethany knew from the shaken voice what she was to ask next.”What’s the case number?” she asked.”C seven one sixty four X.”Bethany smiled to herself. “What day do you want
I arrived at your place at 7:30 am as instructed. When I got to the door, I saw a note, which I opened, and it read “come in quietly, as I am still asleep, on the chair in the hall you are to place all your clothes and put on only what you find in
NOTES: This story features my recurring character Matt (a muscular, well-hung, sex addicted 26-year-old male exhibitionist) further exploring his submissive side with a 52-year-old female dominatrix. This is a consensual BDSM story featuring CFNM, military-prisoner-themed role-play, humiliation, verbal ridicule, constraint, mild electrical torture, whipping, ball-busting, spanking, and butt-play. It is decidedly “rougher” than my other
They had walked into the club pretty late as these things go. The place was already packed, droves of people stumbling around in the half dark, hustling the bar, eyeing each other up and assessing their chances. The air of desperation and hunger, but it was of no concern to them at all. Quite a
Note to our readers: For those of you new to this series, everything is real – the people, the places and the activities. Please continue to send us feedback, telling us what you liked – or maybe suggesting what we should do.Please put this at the bottom in Italics:Stay tuned – Snow White and her
Lisa had removed the two virgins from isolation boxes after 4 weeks continuously. Both were very disoriented as they came out. The psychology professor was present as they were removed. Both girls short term memories were foggy at best. The mantra had installed new pleasure drives. The professor gave each a 100-question test in her
We closed the door behind us, and walked down the pathway to the car. As I got in, I looked back up at the Victorian house towering above us, where we had spent the last two days. I thought I glimpsed a face at an upstairs window, which gave a shy wave before it disappeared.We
When I woke up Monday morning I was bound and gagged. My wrists and ankles were each tied to a corner of my bed and I had a ball gag stuffed in my mouth. I wiggled around as much as I could but the cuffs weren’t coming off. I knew Kaitlyn had tied me up
I was mouthy again, and Lead Handler was not happy. He demands I call him Lead Handler, Sir. Sometimes I forget, but I often call him by some variant on purpose because I know he’ll send me off to one of his business partners. I was in a defiant mood yesterday when I called him
Seated in a Queenly chair Her scant apparel, black cornelli lace, a perfect contrast to the deep crimson velvet of Her throne. Her delicate ankles crossed and resting on a luxurious footstool. Seated beside the stool, patiently waiting, is Her devoted servant. Resting his cheek against Her soft thigh. She strokes his forehead, lovingly. Thoughts
Chapter 35It wasn’t long after Ms. Laura left Emily and I went upstairs. Emotion was still heavy between us and it felt so wrong to both be naked. We got dressed and then met in the family room on the couch. I embraced her.”Are you alright?” she asked softly.I sighed, “No, you?””No,” she replied, “I