I'd decided to host a seminar for my clients in the penthouse boardroom of an inner city hotel. The view from the boardroom was amazing so I decided to book the room below so stay in with you that night. My meetings were over for the morning and you'd taken the afternoon off so were waiting to lunch with me. I excused myself to my clients and staff and took you to the wine bar in the lobby for a bottle and a bite. After we'd finished you stated that you were off to do more shopping before our evening together. I chose that moment to mention the room and our stay and told you that you really must see the view before dark. We walked to the elevator and ascended the building. If the view didn't leave you speechless, the words that came out of my mouth next ... Read More»

Susan's hands trembled as she locked the office's main entrance door. She felt as if her heart would beat out of her chest as she waited for Lisa, the last employee at the law firm, to leave work. She felt as if Lisa was tormenting her by working late on a Friday night...Susan's night with Ms. Stanton. And, it was Lisa who caused Susan to be late with her financial report to Ms. Stanton. Susan was sure that she would feel the lash on her bare bottom for that infraction. Ms. Stanton had exacting standards. She accepted no excuses especially when she could see Susan and Lisa chatting for at least an hour after lunch. Susan had desperately tried to end her conversation with Lisa, but Lisa had so many personal problems that she wanted to talk about. Susan was ... Read More»

He sat in his favorite chair, a nice, decent-sized plush affair that he liked so much he managed to carry and push it across two avenues and six city blocks rather than wait for the following day to buy it, when it would have been gone. Nice big arms, comfortable cushion, the perfect chair to sit and read in, to lean back (it didn't recline, he hated those lazy-boys, which made him feel like his grandfather) and nap, to type and write in his computer. It was still a new purchase, and he was still finding the best ways to utilize it and see what the best things were to be done in it. It was this particular thought that was crossing his mind when he saw her pass by the doorway across the room. Katy was, in his mind (and most likely everyone else's), the ... Read More»

BASIL AND LINDY Basil breathed through his nose as Lucinda rubbed the tip of his cock once again. The Ten o'clock News was now over...and it was time to go to bed. Lindy let go of Basil's cock, and watched it bounce with a smile on her face. She patted Basil's cheek. "Well, another fun night of television." Lindy smiled at Basil, who tried to smile back weakly. Since they'd finished dinner, Basil and Lindy had been sitting on the sofa, Basil's pants down as always. Lindy, an ash blonde resplendent in her powder blue tube top and cut-offs, had been playing with Basil's cock throughout their TV watching-mostly during commercials, of course. Lindy liked to focus when "Gray's Anatomy" and the news was on. Then Basil, who was unable to ... Read More»

Today, my mind wanders in class. Instead of thinking about population genetics, I find my self fantasizing about asking you questions, and forcing you to answer them. Would you? Would I ever dare? What does it feel like when I scrape my teeth down the side of your neck? Will you catch your breath – shiver – moan? What shall I do next? Whisper softly in your ear? Run my fingers through the hair at the base of your skull? Shall I caress the nape of your neck? I want to make you beg me to never stop . . . What does it feel like when I slowly pull your zipper down over the hard length of your cock? Is it erotic? If I pull the zipper back up, then down, then up, then down, will you be aching for me to do it again? Or should I replace the feel of the zipper's ... Read More»

* She was in the bathroom brushing her long, lavish hair, as he made his way down the hallway. He stopped and popped his head in through the doorway to say goodnight, as she stood there grooming herself. "Your becoming a great deal like your father Bill, nosey! Little pig, big pig I guess!" Her voice was sarcastic, and brutally cold, as she spoke. (Tom Peterson was gone for the week, setting up a networking system in another city. He had given up on his relationship with Julie sometime ago. All they had in common now was their son, and when he finally left; Tom thought he would probably go as well). Bill lowered his eyes to the floor, hurt by his mother's rude comment. He wished this could be done some other way, but knew it couldn't. She had become a ... Read More»

Although she wore a form-fitting catsuit, 'becca may as well have been completely nude. The attached cuffs and collar were made of some of the best leather she had ever worn, but the rest of the catsuit was simply a thin mesh material. A traditional ball gag completed the willing slave's look of vulnerability. When Wolf Feather had brought her down to the medieval dungeon, He had stood against the wall outside her cell, watching her struggle futilely against the four large weights which left her spread-eagle on the dirty, damp, cold, stone floor. Each leather cuff's large D-ring had been padlocked to a larger D-ring embedded in a large block of cement which must have weighed at least one hundred pounds. Even though the slave knew that even just budging one of ... Read More»

Edited by angel love Turning onto Highway 6317 Lindelle Gerhart, code name Auburn Angel shifted her Jaguar and accelerated quickly to a safe speed for the four lane road. The car handled the turns easily and with certainty. To her, there was nothing like owning and driving a Jag, in fact she really experienced pleasure each time she sat in the plush, leather seat. It was as if it made slow, gentle love to her every single time. Well into the Virginia countryside, she found herself led away by mountain views and thick forest scenes that managed to remove her from the cares of being an agent for the CIA. She loved that life with all its intrigue yet she also thrilled at leaving it for moments, hours, or days at a time. The departure made the returns rather ... Read More»

I sat drinking my tea awaiting his call. The little worm was two minute late. He can’t even show up on time. How worthless. Right as I go to take another sip, my phone rings. It’s the worm. “What?’ I answer. “I’m here Mistress Veronica” he mummers as he shivers in anticipation and fear. “Come to the door” I say and hang up without another word. I opened the door, allow him to enter, and shut up abruptly behind him. He goes to speak and I slap him with full force. “Do not dare speak without permission cunt! Not only were you late but not you have the gaul to speak out of term?” He does not answer. I see a single tear roll down his cheek. There will soon be many more to follow. I instruct him to strip and stand in the corner. He does so without a word. When he ... Read More»

The control. Giving up the control. I miss that. Letting you be the one to say move. See. Taste. Fuck. Cum. Now. Cum now you dirty slut. How did it begin? I blame the internet. Late nights alone in the computer lab. I found online kink and thought "What? There are others like me?" We all shared stories. We shared ideas. We got each other hot and aroused. Then we went off, Alone. Until you. You. You were different. A couple of sentences and I knew. Something made me call you. Then visit. That first time. I'd had sex, I'd been fucked. This was different. This was what I wanted. This was what I had wanted, needed. This is what I had dreamt about since the first time my hand reached down between my legs. I was not alone. The first ... Read More»

The ache to control rose inside me until my mind swam with it. My hot blood pulsed and I could take him, own him, replace his will with my own. The dominatrix demon inside me seduced, promising to soothe my hot needs at last, and I succumbed to this third mind. Nathan appealed to me tremendously in this moment, because he stood resolute. He stared into my eyes defiantly. He would not melt for me. The demon behind my gray eyes promised me that the collapse of his will would give me deep pleasure. The wicked entity inside me played Nathan's game, enjoying the hunger in the three of us. I looked at Nate standing again in a motel room, this time sans blindfold and trembling voice. He sounded strong as he explained the reasons our coupling would not occur. His ... Read More»

Dear Pen Pal, April 20, 2007 How are you? I am fine, well as good as it gets I guess. Thought I would start by describing to you what I look like. I am 18year old, level III girl, 5'8, long legs, great abs and long red hair. Blue eyes with long lashes, tasty pink lips, and a killer smile. Not to sound consisted but I am a knock-out. I just wish someone else would notice. I am the least popular girl in this entire town. I have never had a date; I have never even had a guy wink at me. I am a straight A student who spends most of her time studying cleaning up the house, or working at my family's business. But what my family don't know about is my secret life in my room. I probably shouldn't tell you about it, but since we will never meet and we will only be in ... Read More»

Tina looked around the club in utter amazement. There were so many sexy and seductive people doing things she had never even heard of, let alone seen in real life! This was THE place to be if you were a slave or a Mistress or a Dom or just an innocent spectator like Tina was on this night. She had heard of clubs like this in the past but they all had strict rules and regulations and sex on the premises was strictly forbidden. It had made Tina wonder why one should go to such a place at all. It had sounded boring to her but this place was something else! She wondered over to the far corner of the room where a number of people were gathered watching some action. When she got closer she could see a beautiful young naked woman with long blonde hair being tied up ... Read More»

Carlos told me to meet him at Fantasy Factory, and I was looking for him everywhere. Not in the anal room where there are about 7 people fucking in the ass only...men and women moaning and screaming in pleasure and pain. Not in the kitchen where there is a woman laid across the island, surrounded by people 'dressing her'. They are placing maraschino cherries in every hole of her body at this point, after making her up as a giant banana split. People are beginning to eat from her and she is writhing in pleasure. I stop to watch her orgasm, watch the cum squirt from her on to the table, fuck that's hot. He's not in the romance room where there were big pillows and candles burning everywhere, Slow and sensual sex, I'm sure they had a little pharmaceutical help with ... Read More»

Another day brings with it more bondage. Who would have guessed, eh? An even better question though: what can you do in 20 minutes? Well let's find out. I'm back in the center of the room, standing with my elbows bound behind my back and tied together with several loops that bind them together and then a single strand that goes around my shoulder and up behind my neck and then around and back to my other shoulder to press my arms together. Did I mention that although topless, I was wearing a short black skirt and heels? "Take off your shoes," my Mistress commands, as she looks on approvingly from a few feet ahead of me. She's sitting in her favourite chair and has a front row seat to the show; the best (and only) seat in the house. With a smile (or my ... Read More»