Category: BDSM

“God, what the fuck?” Kay shouted, storming into the house. Her head hurt. The men she worked with were so fucking stupid, and it made her fucking head hurt. In the living room, Riley shivered; he hadn’t heard her car pull up. The small man had been asleep on his dog bed, still healing from the last beating Kay had […]

Take your clothes off’ he instructs me. I do as I’m told, folding them neatly in the corner. My legs are unstable as I walk back over to him, nerves, excitement, anticipation. I was naughty, it had been my 29th birthday but I knew I’d been bratty and I was going to be punished because of it. I feel the […]

My name is Todd. I am a ‘Middle America’, male W.A.S.P. who having hit forty a couple years back does not like thinking about what the next big benchmark birthday is. Lynn for the past two decades has been my best friend, wife, partner, and playmate. As you might imagine the past year has been a little quieter than usual […]

It was there when our eyes connected; our first time meeting after chatting online for so long. Not a Domme and her potential sub, just two people having coffee and working through the initial awkward nerves. It was there though, that palpable excitement at what could evolve from this moment.

From my view on the couch I see you working through your yoga routine out of the corner of my eye. You are naked and glowing from the sunlight streaming in through the window. That was one of my first rules for you; your body too stunning not to be on full display for me inside the house.

Like almost every evening, I sit in front of my computer and relax while gambling with my international friends. The game is entering the decisive phase, there is a lot of shouting, I have the sounds of the game and the voices of my fellow players on my ear. So I don’t notice that my room door has opened and […]

Once a month, or whenever the need for a taming hand arises, powerful men visit me in my apartment. I’m not like them at all; far from being a banker, lawyer, doctor or army officer, I’m a totally average guy who works a drone job and earns enough to rent a nice apartment by myself.

1970’s twelfth grade English. Missus O’Callahan. A statuesque redhead with a beguiling Irish lilt to her voice. I had no idea if she was really attractive but at the time I was captivated, enthralled. It didn’t hurt that she wore miniskirts and sat on her desk in front of me giving me many glimpses of her colorful panty collection. These […]

She observed her figure in the long mirror. Rotating her body on the spot, she saw how the swell of her breasts over-filled the slutty red bra, how the cut of the thong from the same lingerie set sat high on her hips, pinching to a sharp V exactly at her lips leaving a lot of bare flesh either side, […]

I went back to kiss my wife before I left for work, and stopped for a moment to admire how beautiful she was in the dim morning light sneaking in through the blinds. She was lying on her back and I noticed her panties looked damp… I couldn’t help myself, I moved closer and smelled her entrancing scent emanating from […]