She was getting dressed up, putting on make up ready for a night out with the girls. Their parties always went off. Once she arrives she is introduced to the new crowd of rowdy partygoers. Most are faces she knows, but there is one guy in particular that takes her fancy. He has fair hair, bearded jaw, about 26. His name is Leroy. She discovers that he plays drums in a band that was playing in town that night. Like a moth drawn to the flame she convinces the girls that what they really needed was to go dance their socks off in town that night. So an hour after the mysterious stranger had left for his gig, they were piling into a taxi that would drive her to her fate. The drinks were flowing, the skanky dancing getting intense so they piled outside to roll up a ... Read More»

I sit here alone reflecting on my thoughts, longing to hear your voice, needing to know you are near me even though you are so far away. It is a rare occasion that I am alone, or was until recently. For almost two weeks now I have been left alone with nothing to do with my time but think. Some things are not going well at the moment but I know that it could be worse. Thinking of you helps me remember that there are happy times as well and that there is someone out there that can make me smile even without trying. It is that easy going nature that I love about you. You have done so much, seen the tragedy of the world, yet you are able to smile and have a good time. You have a good since of what is going on and knowledge of what you want and the things you have. ... Read More»

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked rhetorically as I entered the room. The heels of my thigh high boots echoed as I confidently strode along the varnished wooden floor. They matched the rest of my outfit: black, shiny, and tight. Twenty minutes it had taken me to squeeze into my rubber leotard and matching gloves, all for his benefit. That meant I couldn't just change into casual clothes whenever I walked out of the room. I had to concentrate on my work while dressed up like that. It was distracting, to say the least. Sometimes I wonder if he realises just how much effort I put into our relationship. Every step drew me closer to him. My live-in slave, Chris, that is. Closer to the stench of his precum and sweat. I came to a halt once I was in front of him, ... Read More»

I left her collar on the front door knob, and Claire knew to put it on, open the door, get on her hands and knees, and crawl in. After a glance over each shoulder confirmed that no neighbors were watching, she did as was expected, unaware of the filthy treat that awaited her. I stood and watched from the living room as she took the time to close the door behind her. She was in her work clothes: a khaki pantsuit with a white undershirt, some elegant little brown clogs, ID badge. And don't forget the thin black leather collar with a single, heavy-duty metal ring. She pivoted from the door and I noted that the girth of her hips nearly matched width of the door frame. Her knees beat heavy thunks into the floor as she lumbered obediently to my feet. Beautiful. ... Read More»

I was furious when I got off the phone with the bank rep. That fucking Lester! The stupid son of a bitch was dead! I went outside and climbed into my car. The tires left rubber on the street as I sped away. I drove to Lester’s house, ready to smash his face in. Defaulted on the loan. The fucker had defaulted on the goddamn loan. Lester’s truck was not in the driveway, but I stalked up the walk and hammered on the door. His wife opened the door with a quizzical look, probably wondering why I had bypassed the doorbell. “Hi, Nathan,” she said. I couldn’t remember her name. Judy? She might have been pretty at one time, but being married to that fucker, Lester, had taken its toll. Her brown hair was lanky and she wore no makeup. She was thin to the ... Read More»

The afternoon sun radiates an intense heat that is only tempered by a brisk sea breeze rolling in from the ocean. The view from the cliff-side pool is simply breathtaking, with the blue ocean reaching out into the horizon, the waves breaking on the soft, white sand shores, and the palm trees framing the vista. Yet my concentration is pulled back to the intense heat radiating from between my legs. For hours now, I have had to bathe in the sun, my body slick with oil and sweat, as the thin fabric of my white bikini soaks through to near-transparency. Exposing for the world the telltale signs of a slut in heat. My boobs sitting hard on my chest like two balloons, nipples permanently hard, my labia puffy, my toes curling and my breath lightly ragged. You see, ... Read More»

The mist swirls about, shifting slowly through the darkness and dank greenery. Deep green leaves of the jungles heart reach out to capture me, tearing at my clothes as I run headlong through the tropical nighttime. They were just behind me. Chasing me. I dint know what they want, but I must get away. I round a huge moss covered tree and hands close over my wrist. I try to pull away but I am caught. A hundred hand all over me. Holding me tight. Darkness. "Ahhhh" I sit upright. My eyes blink in the darkness of my room. I can feel sweat on my brow, at my neckline trickling down between my breasts beneath my satin pajama top. My breathing is forced, rapid and ragged. I'm safe in my room. My hands thankfully smooth over the black satin sheets beneath my ... Read More»

As you turn the corner on the stairs, you see me standing at the bottom with all your bags stacked by the wall. "Let's go, the cars out front." There's an unfamiliar coldness in my voice. Lilone is standing in the front doorway eyes cast down. Once you reach the last step you see Lilone walk to my side and kneel down in the Serve position, sitting on her heels, thighs spread, hands laying palm up on her thighs, and her eyes cast down to the floor. You look back to me; my gaze has not left you, as you take the final step off the stairs. "Serve." I command. Without even so much as a thought, you drop to your knees. Your eyes focus on the floor in front of you; I take a step toward you. "Until you get on the plane may this remind you that you are ... Read More»

Gail swung the door open and allowed me to step into the room. It was smallish but well equipped from what I could see at a glance. The floor was covered in a thick sort of rubber matting, and in one corner of the room four straps were set, obviously for pinning a slave down on the rubber. A long leather couch was pushed against one wall, a comfy looking easy chair was in a corner. A table on another wall had a large array of implements, obviously used to punish the slave. I had absolutely no idea how some of them would be used, but several looked very devious, indeed. But that only took a quick glance, because my interest was grabbed by Rufus, who was kneeling naked in the center of the room, his knees quite wide apart, his hands behind him, grasping his ... Read More»

Dear Sir, It's been so long since I heard from you; I almost didn't think you'd write again. It made me nervous when I finally got your package, but now I'm sure that's what you wanted. I was so relieved to see that my last report had pleased you so much. I thought perhaps our game was over, and I almost wanted it to be over when I read your instructions. It frightened me, but I was so glad to have them that I would have done anything you asked. I'm still scared. I can't help but wonder if the mailman knows. I never believed I would enjoy humiliation, but you've taught me differently. When I opened your package and the plug fell out, I laughed out loud. It was three days before I could bring myself to try it, and as you ordered, I brought myself just short ... Read More»

Jonathon J. Pierce was neither a morning person, nor a Monday person, and this moment happened to be both. Amy, his primary partner, devoted submissive and beloved pet, had been away since Thursday on a company trip to a marketing conference in Atlanta, GA and would not return until the coming weekend. While he missed her terribly, he got so little personal time that he jealously guarded what he did manage to scrounge up, so he'd had all weekend to himself and he was very "not ready" for this work week to begin. He needed a little exercise to clear his head of the Monday morning fog. He'd texted his only other play partner the night before, saying "see you in the morning", and she'd responded only with a winking emoticon that Jon assumed meant ... Read More»

I was at Sam's apartment that Saturday afternoon helping him and his wife, Ginny, get ready for the party later that night. I had known Sam for nearly two years. We were both serving in a destroyer in Mayport, Florida. Although our jobs were different we were in the same division so I saw him every working day and of course every day we were at sea. We became good friends shortly after I reported aboard. When in other ports we pulled liberty together and when home he had rented a place close to the beach and a few months later a couple of ship mates and I also rented a place a few blocks away. About every month or 6 weeks Sam would throw a party at his place for a few of his friends who he had known out in the Midwest, some guys from the ship and who ... Read More»

It's not easy to keep my lover happy and guessing. She loves the sex, tells me all the time, yet I know that she also loves surprises and adventure and newness. She's so very smart and forward I have to be at my most creative and on my best game to keep that impish smile on her face and the look that says she would choose me over all the better men who offer themselves to her every day. You see, she's an executive. A woman with power. She knows how to move and shake the corporate world and has risen to her potential. Me, I'm a drone. Just an average guy who met her early, listened to her then, believed in her and supported her and still takes the time to listen to her and be there. She's also a secret sub. I don't believe that there is a single person in ... Read More»

He is lying in her arm, she touches his face, her gentle voice is sending shivers down his spine, just like all the times. She is playing with his nipples again, they are already hurting a bit. She is talking to him with her calm voice. He had to masturbate in front of her and had to stop just before cumming. Cumming was strictly forbidden. Just using his full strength he was able to do so. She knew more about his body than he did himself. When there were only two or three moves left until his explosion he heard her gentle order: "Stop!" Almost he had been screaming as loud as hell, aghast, that one more time he was not allowed to ejaculate. He wants to taste her, but her game with him is not over yet. He knows she wants it all from him. If she would allow him ... Read More»

Mike awoke at the break of light the next morning. Turning to his nightstand, he looked at the radio alarm clock. 6:00 am. To damn early to get up on the weekend, he thought to himself. Oh well, Ted will be here in a half hour or so anyway. Might as well get up. He moved back to his stomach, feeling Luan's soft body next to his. Then again, Ted could wait. Mike pulled the covers away from Luan's body, revealing her smooth backside, firm ass, and slender legs to his eyes. A dark nylon body stocking covered her from neck to toes, with a small opening for access to her pussy and asshole. He rolled on top of Luan, his body pressing her into the soft mattress. He rubbed his dick against the fabric over her ass cheeks. He reached beneath her, fondling ... Read More»