Archive for October, 2008
It was another night at the pool hall with her friends. What the hell, she didn”t have anything else to do. She felt so bored. Nineteen years old with louts for parents, nothing to do, no money to do anything and nobody even remotely interesting to do it with. So here she was, in a dirty pool hall, no alcohol, with 20 pool tables to serve the local under 21 crowd with a couple of boys from high school and her two girlfriends.
About two hours in she was bored to tears when a new couple came that she had never seen before. The woman was a brunette, long raven black hair. The man seemed older and he had a sense of power or confidence about him. They got their pool rack and headed for the very back of the hall three rows away. As they passed, she got a good look at the brunette, “Raven”, in her mind. She was very cute with a small button nose and small tits, but Tammi could see that “Raven” wasn”t wearing a bra as her nipples were poking at the fabric of her white tank top. The brunette had long, bronzed beautiful legs and was wearing high heels that put just the right tension on her calf and thigh muscles. The most interesting thing about the woman (girl? She didn”t look much older than Tammi herself) was that she was wearing a micro mini-skirt that just covered the black-haired girls rounded ass cheeks. Tammi couldn”t believe the brazen manner in which Raven chose to dress herself. Tiny white tank top, no bra, and a mini-skirt that suggested more than it hid. › Continue reading
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I was a submissive until I learned how to be a Dom. I was taught to be a Dom by being a submissive and experiencing all that a sub goes through. To me this was the best way to learn. The mindset became clear to me. The torments were more vivid. Suspense was appreciated. Pain was turned to pleasure in ways that the mind can’t conceive of until it is done. After that it becomes second nature to bring about an erection or even an orgasm in the midst of pain never dreamed of.
I had just started using the internet to contact people with the same interests that I have when I cam across a female sub. It was through her that I met Mistress Q. › Continue reading
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For quite some time I have fantasized about being able to strap a dildo onto my hips. I have this mental image…I am naked, NO adornments at all. My body is completely oiled, shiny and slick. My hair is in a thick, long braid, down the center of my back, to my ass.
For my own gratification, the dildo is large, very large. And very realistic looking. It has very real features and coloring. Large, full, soft, flexible balls. Bluish veining, a large, bulbous, dark, purplish head. The leather hip harness is light weight and of a natural flesh color, to be almost invisible. The whole effect is that I actually have a very large, very intimidating cock! › Continue reading
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“When choosing between two evils, I always like to try the one I’ve never tried before.”
- Mae West
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A week had passed since the total sexual eclipse, and Puppy Slave had kept his vow to his Goddess - he had gone to work commando every day.
They would cross each other’s paths at work; each gazing into the other’s eyes with a “we know something they don’t know” look; each doing their respective tasks as the erotic thoughts of his Goddess being in thongs beneath Her khakis, and Her Puppy being in the raw beneath his, lent excitement – and mutual passion – to their day. › Continue reading
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“This is the second chapter of a fictional tale. As a tale of fiction, it omits many of the safety precautions one should take in a real life situation. Because of this, it should not be considered a template for real life.”
While standing there, in that very submissive position, Gloria had time to think. She thought about her self-spanking and how that had changed her. She also thought about wearing that butt plug to work, and more recently, the crotch rope. She had come a long way in such a short time. Such a short time, she thought, after such a long time without. And there she was, nearly naked, bound in such a vulnerable and submissive position with her bottom waving in the air. The anticipation was indescribable, centering in her crotch, where the feelings were growing warmer with the passing time. › Continue reading
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Sara laid there in her bed struggling to discern fact from fiction. Her body was hungry for the touch of her Man, and her emotions wrapped around her need like a fluffy, warm coat. She let her mind wonder, her eyes closed as her imagination allowed various sensations. It was some time before she mustered the interest to arise from her bed and begin her day.
She quickly read the email Ron sent her and replied with her, “OK” signal acknowledging her receipt of His message. He had given her the usual dress requirements for the day and for this evening, so she selected a forest greenish flowered outfit for the office. She seldom wore underwear of any sort any more unless there was a specific need. She went through her day as usual, but the day just felt out of balance and all she could think of was it was because she had not started it as she was now accustomed, with Ron. She also had a lovely sense of anticipation for the surprise planned for the evening. › Continue reading
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