Cute Girls

What You Wish For

I have the hotel room number and my instructions. Usually I enter His room, lock the door behind me and get undressed immediately, but this time is different. First, His voice on the phone was clipped. He said in a staccato voice, “Room 1214, lock the door behind you, turn around and face the wall. LEAVE . . . YOUR . . . CLOTHES . . . ON.”

I”m confused because He doesn”t sound angry, but He doesn”t sound happy to see me. And a week ago there was that cryptic message after I had shared a fantasy with Him – “Be careful what you wish for,” he said. › Continue reading

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Warrior Slave

“This is for Outlaw At Large…as you requested My friend.”

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The chains rattled as he moved. He stood, head bowed, muscles tight and quivering with the effort not to resist. He listened to the murmurs around him. His lowered eyes glittered. His lips curled back from his teeth in a silent snarl as his large, powerful hands clenched in fists.

A sudden silence. Although his eyes still glittered, he relaxed his hands and smoothed his expression. The woman that strode into the room was tall. She moved with a fluid grace that made every male eye in the room follow her. And she wore the paired blades of a top ranked D’ashai warrior. › Continue reading

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Whipping Machine

I had been waiting for months for an opportunity to try my new contraption out.

Let me back up a little. I am what you would consider a bondage addict. I have always thought of it as being taboo thoughts so I am about as much a closet bondage addict as one can get.

For years I would buy adult magazines and have to go to really sleaze places to find what I wanted, then I was so embarrassed having them I would hid them in cracks and crevices I’d find around my living quarters so no one would ever know. My mom and dad never knew, my roommates in college never knew then later in life my wife never knew. › Continue reading

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The Trip

The trip wasn”t long, it just seemed that way. Actually it was just a couple of hours. The jet engines roared as the pilot put them in reverse and the thrusters quickly slowed the plane down to taxi speed.

The entire trip my mind was playing considerable scenarios over and over. My hands were sweaty and my stomach was churning so much I”d passed the in-flight meal.

It had been just a few months we”d been emailing and chatting back and forth after meeting on a “select” website. The messages at first were fairly plan but exploratory. Each message got a bit more detailed. We”d exchanged pictures, moving from ones that my mom was particularly pleased with to some that were taken totally without her knowledge and permission. › Continue reading

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The Trunk Ch. 02

Susan and Meredith’s exploration of the trunk continued throughout the month, each taking turns playing the top, although Meredith seemed to naturally gravitate toward the more submissive role. Although she was equally happy in either role, Susan noted Meredith’s preference and tended to top more often than otherwise. Without doubt, however, their friendship grew even closer with this new and excitingly intimate association that they now had with each other. In Susan, Meredith now had found what she felt her soul had missed before. By way of her dominance, Susan had relieved Meredith of the angst that she had previously felt whenever she tried to explore her sexuality. With the chains came a certain type of freedom. With the pain came a new type of pleasure. With the dependence came a certain amount of liberation. › Continue reading

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Training Michelle Ch. 2

*Chapter 2: Passing the Tests*

“Scene 1 – Awakening The New Person”

Michelle awakes slowly the morning after her extraordinary, spectacular initiation into the Master’s circle of submission the previous night. She slowly, dreamily, stretches her arms and legs; and tenses and untenses her ass cheeks, and cunt muscles. Every inch of her is deliciously, delightfully sore. Her entire body aches from the intense combination of pleasure and pain it has experienced.

Her ass remembers the many strokes of the flogger that it had received. It will protest every time she sits down today, she thinks. Her cunt lips are puffy and swollen from the attention they had received from Veronica’s, Katia’s, and Loretta’s mouths and tongues. Her vagina and asshole communicate their soreness, from being stretched and manipulated, to each other through the narrow barrier of flesh that separates them. › Continue reading

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The Horse

The pain shooting through my body as the second nipple clamp was tied off on the swing bolt in the floor was minor compared to the rest. Master had set the scene perfectly… a long time fantasy of mine… and His delightfully sadistic nature had truly come to the fore… but there was so much more to come.

When i arrived at the playroom He had required me to strip in the hallway before entering His presence. Clothing offends my Master. He believes that no woman should be clothed and that clothing should never hide a slave from her Master. › Continue reading

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The Grovel Lesson

Submission had become his life. She was his life – his Mistress of sublime, sexual torture. The constant throbbing in his groin that he now felt was the result of his obedience to Her last command. He was to masturbate to thoughts of Her – and only Her – as often as he possibly could. These last two weeks had been an awakening of over-the-edge pleasure and pain, as the more frequent he masturbated, the more intense the climax became. And She was right about another thing: not only would he discover that his semen was increasing in volume with each subsequent ejaculation, he NEEDED to cum more often – as if his balls could not take the burden of weight of the fluid inside them. During these two weeks of Her commandment, he also was brought to another awakening. › Continue reading

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The Julie Journals: Lady Julie

“Note from the Authoress: People have asked me what is the order of the Julie Journals. As I didn’t write them in any order, just as things occurred to me, I have listed below the stories in chronological order as well as approximate age at the time of the story. Hope this helps (PS if they aren’t posted it means I haven’t finished them yet)

1. First Party (18)

2. Biker Gang (18)

3. Julie’s Saviour (20)

4. Tony (25)

5. The Rain (27)

6. Going to America (30)

7. A Job (30) › Continue reading

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The Amazon Ch. 2

Jack saw many things flash in his head, from the moment he first saw Alexis at work in her short black miniskirt and black ankle boots, to the excitement of when he approached her house and she answered the door, to the current moment and the situation he found himself in. There was no doubt about it; she set out a snare and he walked right into it. Right into the middle of her trap, leaving him bent over in the doggystyle position on her sawhorse. His arms were on the black padded armrests and his wrists were in the black cuffs attached to the armrest. His legs were on the legrests and his ankles were also secured tightly in cuffs attached to the legrest. He was tightly bound and caught like a ferocious animal that had been whipped into submission. He was gagged with a black horse-bit in his mouth so he could not scream out; his moans were muffled and no one could hear him or rescue him. Rick was not only at her mercy, but he was going nowhere. › Continue reading

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