* As the leather riding crop slashed into her firm, round buttocks, Alison counted each sensual stroke. "Twenty-Five. Thank you Daddy." Alison had never been happier, never in her entire life. In Matthew, she had found a man who understood her needs, shared her passions – and her kinks. "Twenty-Six. Yessss, thank you Daddy." Each stinging stroke brought back pleasant memories with dazzling clarity. She'd only been teaching a year at Roseville High when Matthew had come to give a lecture on career day. He was a concert booker and was very successful at it, so he was one of the speakers the Principal had lined up to come and give a talk. His superb oratory skills had dazzled the kids, his tales of meeting the rich and famous kept ... Read More»

He led her into the small room with her hands cuffed behind her back, a blindfold around her eyes, and a leash attached to the chain that looped between her nipple clamps. A ball gag was in her mouth. She teetered on the very high, very thin stiletto heels she wore. He looped her leash on the doorknob, and removed the cuff from one of her wrists. Raising her arms above her head, He re-fastened the cuff where it had been. Quickly, He slipped the chain between the cuffs onto a hook that dangled from the ceiling. Her feet barely touched the floor, and she swayed with the motion of the chains. The upward stretching of her body made her back arch, thrusting her breasts forward. The clamped nipples were erect and throbbing. The rough hemp rope that encircled her ... Read More»

“Apartment number 69…Mmmm hard to forget, but where is it?” you think to yourself as your footsteps carry you down the street. You are getting overheated wearing your long dress coat, but you had to hide the raging hard on that has been distracted you all day. You would have given in a long time ago, but for the instructions still ringing through your mind about not touching your cock until you got there. “Apartment 50…Oh good, I’m almost there.” A pulse of your almost painful erection reminding you of the reason for this walk. Tonight you get to meet her, this mysterious woman in black. You had chatted for months, each night you would tease yourself as images of her floated through your brain. You ached to hold her, and tonight you get to live out that fantasy. ... Read More»

I scrambled to change my clothes before Jack came upstairs. As it turned out, Dean was right. Jack walked into the bedroom only a few minutes after Dean had exited. I felt panicked, certain that somehow Jack would know what had happened, would be able to read on my face what I had been doing, or would somehow be able to smell the lingering aroma of my initial foray into wantonness. Not five minutes earlier, I had been on my knees in front of another man, willing to do whatever he wanted, and now I was kissing my husband and asking how his day was. And later... What would I be doing later? Surely I couldn't go through with what Dean wished. That would be insane. To perform fellatio on him in the middle of the night in my own living room while my husband and ... Read More»

I take the taxi to the hotel in Denver and review my notes for the business meeting in the cab. I know that I have to be prepared for the business meeting tomorrow that has brought me to your city and I want to do well so that I will get to return. But, I know too that since tonight is our first time to meet, I want to not be in a hurry. When the cab arrives at the hotel, I pay the fare and go check in. The room is nice and the bed is large and comfortable. The room is fairly high up and the large windows open to a nice view of the city. I smile to myself, thinking about having you stand naked against the window with your arms and legs spread. The thought causes me to begin to get an erection but I turn and put my things away. I turn on the TV and wait for you to ... Read More»

HE SAID Tonight I obediently stood before her, a steely look in her crystal gray-blue eyes. I knew not to move unless directed. She stripped me bare, cuffed my wrists, raised my arms and flipped the chain over the hook high up on the bed post restricting my movement. Mrs. M is never one to fool around, so to speak. There is never any small talk. With her, it is all business all the time. She is always a woman with a mission. She is my divorcee neighbor who demands my obedience and respect. That is Mrs. M. Tonight she stood before me and moved so close her face was inches from mine. I wanted her to kiss me- it would be the first time. I could feel her breath graze my lips as her cold calculating eyes stared into mine as if she was contemplating my thoughts. ... Read More»

Supplication She had agreed to allow him to restrain her as part of their foreplay…it wasn’t the first time that they’d tried some ‘vanilla’ bondage but tonight she knew that it wasn’t going to be quite so ‘vanilla’. He’d been hinting all week that he was going to make her beg…and he fully intended to make this a night that she’d never forget. She was a stirring sight, tied with her hands overhead and crossed, her tits pulled up tightly by her body’s position. Her breasts were full, beautiful and perfectly shaped with her nipples defiantly high in their attitude. Her legs were placed wide apart. The puffy junction of her sex was readily visible for inspection. Her mound was a beautiful work of art in its haughty chiselled perfection. Everything about her body ... Read More»

Bill was weary, but allowed himself a small smile, "I certainly hope so!" he managed. Almost immediately Amy started to stroke his cock again. This time slow and steady. "You really deserve to cum now Bill, you've earned it. You've been such a good sport this whole time. And you know, since the very beginning I've wanted to see this monster explode! Well, now is the time for something extraordinary." Amy was pumping his cock slow and steady, in a way she had never done before. Bill was racing toward an orgasm and she had only resumed seconds ago. Bill was convinced this was to be the time. He was close, not as close as when he'd been cut off so many times before, but close none the less. Knock, knock....knock, knock, knock. "GOD DAMN IT!" Bill ... Read More»

Looking into her big green eyes I could see the fear there. I could also see the trust she had for me, but it was the fear that stood out. She was very new to BDSM. This was her first time. She was still fairly new to acting on her lesbian urges too. She had only two women before me and I had not as yet taken her. Her eyes were glued to me as I stood there looking at her. I heard her breath catch and knew the way I looked was exciting her. The black leather fit me like a glove, lacing up the front and cut so low it barely covered my nipples. It almost looked like a black leather corset. It accentuated my slender waist and full hips. High heels, black garter belt and fishnets made the whole outfit more enticing. My long red hair hung half way down my back. Her ... Read More»

If I'd expected anything to come from it, I'm not sure what I would have done. We'd formed a casual online friendship after I sent her a fan letter over one of her stories. There'd never been any real hard-core flirting or anything; she had a husband and daughter, and I was also married. Neither of our partners were interested in our kinks, but we both preferred stories to random cybersex. I got the email the day before I was due to leave for my trip. "Hey, you mentioned that you're going to be in Denver this week, right? I've got a business trip there, too. Want to grab dinner?" Thanks to some weirdness with the cost of flights and hotel rooms, it was cheaper for my company to fly me home on Sunday than Friday evening, so we agreed to grab a bite after my ... Read More»

My life-altering ordeal began on a spring day last year when I responded to an ad for the selling of a 1960 Porsche. I didn’t have nearly the $14,000 the owner was asking so my curiosity was really a complete waste of time. I promptly arrived at the owner’s hillside home and he greeted me with earnestness. He was in his late forties or early fifties - I couldn’t really tell with his silver goatee and baseball cap. His first question was if I’d ever owned a Porsche. I responded in the affirmative which was not the truth. I didn’t want him to misrepresent the car regardless of my intentions. This turned out to be a mistake since he was an aficionado and grilled me extensively about my imaginative 356. His barrage of questions stopped when he got into the car and ... Read More»

We arrived at their house shortly after 4pm knowing we had all placed some interesting expectations on the six hours we had been able to talk my mother into babysitting. Even having talked, joked, planned, and fantasized about this evening, practically ad nauseum, approaching their doorstep sent shivers of nervous excitement through me. I let my husband, Joe , take the lead, and he rang the bell. There were the usual hugs and greetings, but the atmosphere was definitely charged. Cocktails were hungrily consumed and smoke lingered just above eye level. We caught up on everyday events as Gillian and I prepared to leave the boys and spend an hour playing darts at the bar. Neither hubby was really thrilled with this idea, but it had been WAY too long since we had ... Read More»

We were cyber buddies who decided to take this union off line. Not that I would encourage such behavior. You never know who you are meeting on line. But after 3 months of chatting and talking on the phone, it was a natural next step. I made the trip and you provided the accommodations. I knock on the door wearing a red dress and red pumps as was requested. "Hello. May I come in?" I ask. "Yes," you reply. I understand that once inside these walls, I must submit to your desires. I enter. I put down my bag and follow you into the kitchen. "How may I help you?" I ask. You turn to me and offer me a glass of wine. "Drink this." I drink it all immediately and you offer me a second glass. "Ok. That first one was so you could relax. Take your time on this ... Read More»

She was a zit, a swollen, white headed bubble ready to burst and squirt whenever he decided to pinch her in that very special way. Not necessarily painful, nor unsightly if you are into that sort of thing. Bright red at the edges and white in the center, she'd personify that zit wearing red latex and lace over her pale, pale flesh. Like any zit, he harbored her in darkness, a single room, a bed and a chair where she would sit for hours preparing herself for him. He called her out into the light only when he washed the fetid odor of the day from his body, the stink of his sweaty crotch, the rot of his armpits and the stench of his ass. In the steamy bathroom, after his shower, he stared into the mirror, focusing on that single spot, the red skin surrounding the ... Read More»

She was delicious, delicate, slight, fragile, beautiful, delightful, pretty and bright.. her sweet, smiling face framed by her soft red mop. He thought of her as his Elf, his Poppy and he wanted to protect her, to love her, to cherish her. She was natural and spontaneous and her beauty attracted all men. He had feelings for her. But she was married and she was his colleague working at the front desk. So he flirted with her all the time. And... she flirted back in her sweet, fun way. He could read through her and see the emotions bubbling within her, feelings she hardly suspected existed. She liked his company, she said and giggled at him in that adorable way of hers. He was 20 years her elder, the same age as her mother, in fact and he joked about how he ... Read More»