Archive for September, 2009
My Time Ch. 02
I found Mistress Q lounging in the chair She had been sitting in when I first talked to Her. There was an ottoman in front of the chair with some implements on it. I could not see all of them clearly as my eyes were cast to the floor. I stood in front of Mistress in the proper position. She sat up straight on the edge of the chair.
“Turn around and place your hands behind your back like a good little slave,” She orders.
I do. Mistress Q uses a quick clip to fasten my wrist cuffs together. My cock starts to harden again. That little pill is doing its job like a champ. By the time She turns me around to face Her my cock is totally erect. › Continue reading
Past the Point of Pain Ch. 02
One of the hardest things that my Master has wanted me to recognize within myself is the way I respond to humiliation play. To say it has been difficult to learn to admit that this type of play turn’s me on is probably one of the most understated statements of my life. I am blushing even now thinking of the things in which Master so artfully brings me to my knees with as He either whispers them in my ear, or gives me one of those piercing glances as He adopts that tonal quality that reminds me of His total and complete ownership. › Continue reading
Just Hanging Out
“This story was initially stimulated by a friendship which began on the Literotica Bulletin Boards some years ago. *Sweet Bee* began her tale of new friends after discovering online that some minds truly think alike:”
You’ve come over to watch the new video I’d discovered, they didn’t have a copy of “Kimberly, Princess of Pain” in your town, so on a whim I’d invited you to see it with me.
“Come on over, but dress casual, the AC is on the fritz, and the house won’t cool down for a while.”
Waking In the Rain
She woke lazily, not even opening her eyes. Enjoying its warmth, she pulled the bearskin closer around her naked body. The soft fur tickled her skin, and she curled up tighter to savor its blissful embrace. She was just slipping off to sleep again when there was a muffled thud, and her eyes sprang open. She remembered that she had not fallen asleep alone in the bearskin, and she came fully awake. He was gone.
Ana looked around the cabin. Everything was rough-hewn and completely earthly; like the hewn oak logs and bag of down on which her bearskin lay. The door was open, the sunlight shining brightly, and throwing comparative darkness around the rest of the room. She blinked her eyes several times, and realized that it was not so bright; it just seemed so to her unaccustomed eyes. It was, in fact, drizzling; a faint mist floating down from the heavens. › Continue reading
Dom Sub Experiment
“Come on Rick. Would you please give it a try for me?” Kim pleaded.
“No Kim. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Is it so hard to believe that I don’t want to hurt you?” He said firmly.
“You wouldn’t have to hurt me, hon… unless I was bad, of course.” She said grinning.
“Don’t lie to me, Kim. I read those stories you sent me from that site. Those men abused those poor women. How can that possibly turn you on?” He said, slightly angry.
“You can’t tell me that those stories didn’t turn you on even the slightest bit. Not to mention you have given me some pretty good spankings in the past. You even used the hairbrush a couple of times.” She said. › Continue reading
Surprise Day
After a day of working I enjoy a casual day off. Lounging for most of the day with anticipation of the evening ahead. We are to get together but there are no immediate plans, just a get together. You have forewarned me that you going to have me, to use me. All day I have felt the moisture between my thighs, in anticipation of tonight.
When you arrive I see the glint in your eye. I am clad in a house robe with nothing underneath. Your hands diligently unfasten the belt at the waist, pulling it from the loops. Taking the fabric belt you loop it over my head, around my neck, pulling me towards you. When I am close you turn my body and abruptly loop it around my neck again, pulling it slightly tighter. I can feel it at my throat but not to the point of hindering my breathing. Your breath close to my ear tells me that I am going to be yours tonight in any way you wish. › Continue reading
Renata’s Vacation Ch. 05
As opening day approached at our new club near Almería, our preparations became more urgent, and I decided to take Martina into my confidence as a sort of second-in-command, to fulfil the role I had started to take on under Doña Francisca at the club we had so recently left behind. Sergio was in full agreement, especially as it meant the three of us sleeping together frequently, which he liked.
But we also had to summon Inge and Amity to our bed for a night each, so that we could check them out before letting them loose on our new clients, so time was crowding in on us. › Continue reading
Sam, Laura and Joanne Ch. 03
*The Demi-Denouement*
Laura went home with Joanne after an evening that started in the late afternoon with Joanne’s declaration of love and intent to seduce Laura and ended with a wild scene in a “Plaza” parking garage.
Joanne gave Laura towels and a washcloth and some miscellaneous toiletries, pointed her in the direction of the guest bedroom and hugged and kissed her goodnight.
Laura slipped off her pumps and pulled her little black dress over her head. She watched in the mirror as the satiny dress came off and decided she did look good naked as she ran her hands over her belly and breasts, stopping to thumb a nipple - and then pulling it until she sucked in a breath with a hiss. › Continue reading
Pet’s Dream
“I am a puppy, I will be trained to be a dog. I am an animal, for all of my days. I live only to serve and please my Master.” Over and over in my head, my silent mantra, the guideline of my life, reaffirmation of what I truly was inside. An animal wrapped in a woman’s flesh, both and neither, a puppy-girl that longed to lick and howl and roll at a Master’s feet.
I had a dream once, that was as thrilling as it was scary, product of too much imagination and raging hormones, I suppose. I recall it well, and still shiver sometimes, wondering. Will this ever happen to me? Will I ever be brave enough to truly seek my dreams and find myself at last? › Continue reading
Neighbourly Relations Ch. 05
One slight problem with our arrangement for Sunday evening was that I didn’t actually own a video camera. Not that I’m complaining, of course – I would more than happily have paid twice what I did down at Dixon’s that Sunday morning for the chance to capture her beauty and her submission on camera. So there was a definite spring in my step as I returned home that morning, already beginning to try and plan the details of what I was going to put Jane through in our little movie later that day.
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