Now it is time for me to have some fun… at your expense. I assume that the next part is going to make you uncomfortable, self-conscious. But I really don’t care. I’m going to enjoy it.. the discomfort, that is. Well, the rest too. And after all, my enjoyment and my pleasure are paramount here. … Read more
Throughout my life i was not a very liked guy i had crushes on girls that wouldn’t even want to be seen with me but the thing is I’ve watched that much porn I’ve read books studied the art of sex and fetishes i could be the best fuck a girl could ever have if … Read more
It starts on a Monday Morning. “WAKE THE SHIT UP, YOU PEICE OF SHIT.” her mother yelled, slapping her across the face. Tailor ignored it. Thinking her mother was laid. After school Tailor came home, layed on her bed and decided to start a diary. _______________________________________________________________________________ April 6th, 2005 1st Entry Tailor Last night, I … Read more
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“Just be yourself. Everyone will love you!” That’s what my mother said to me the day she dropped me off at the university. I open my eyes staring at my ceiling and the bright morning light shining in my peripherals. “Myself.” What a crock of bull! No one could accept my true self, I thought … Read more
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Looking around the room, Rick surveyed the 5 couples already present,seated in the two rows of small love seats placed strategically facing him. His tall frame of 6 foot 5 inches and broad muscular build lent him an air of foreboding that he found useful in dealing with both female slaves and their sometimes too … Read more
Amanda awoke to the feel of cold air rushing against her nude body, suddenly before her eyes were open, she felt herself being penetrated. Trying to focus on who was there she felt the thick shaft burying itself to the hilt, making her moan aloud. Two hands grasped hers pinning them above her head as … Read more
Amanda sat staring at the blank paper, knowing what was expected, yet fighting with herself to pour out her feelings. Her arm swipping against her sore nipple quickly took away the hesitation as she begin to write each and every feeling she had expecienced. Checking to make sure every I was dotted, every period was … Read more
La punition est un mot assez fort. Il évoque la crainte que nous ressentions lorsque nous étions enfants et nos parents nous ont surpris à faire quelque chose de mal ou nous nous sommes relâchés au travail et le patron nous a déchiré un nouveau. C’est aussi un outil clé dans les relations BDSM. L’astuce … Read more
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Peeling one sleepy eye open, Darren glanced over at the clock. Upon realizing the time he shot straight up from bed, it was almost dinner time. Neither his journal nor his exercise had been done and he’d missed breakfast. Mistress wasn’t going to be at all happy with him. His feet had just hit the … Read more
He took a very long time in the shower and my nipples were aching every second. i heard him get out of the shower and dry off. Then i heard him unwrapping the complimentary plastic cups and filling them with water. i knew he would want me to drink the water and my bladder was … Read more
Jenna stands over me, her curves making her already domineering presence loom that much larger. My cock sits limply between my legs as I kneel before her, a sign of my inferiority. Books on feminism, gynarchy, and female superiority sit on her bookshelf. I swallow hard as I try to maintain eye contact, my cock … Read more
As soon as his feet hit the floor he stood proudly in front of the mirror and recited the words as instructed. As the words rolled off his tongue a strange feeling encompassed him. A feeling of belonging, though it felt strange, at the same time it felt good and gave him a sense of … Read more
I was sitting around doing completely nothing when I got a new IM. He said he was a Master and was looking for a slave. I giggled at the thought but talked to him anyway. We talked about what roles the slave would play and how things operated in that type of relationship, and as … Read more
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You continue standing there. Quiet. Arms at your side. Eyes closed. Thinking. Every so often, I see your eyes move underneath your eyelids. Minutes pass. I’m comfortable. Not moving. Just standing there watching. No impatience. I want you free of reservations. I want no doubt in your mind. I do not want a rash decision. … Read more
