Archive for May, 2010
Silence Gathering Pt. 02
Eileen worried about Silence. Since she had sent in her acceptance to attend the Gathering, he had become preoccupied. He spent more time in his room. Occasionally, she heard him exercising, but a lot of his time seemed to be spent thinking. She felt a hollow catch in her chest. Was he trying to decide to leave her? She didn’t know how to ask. Ending a relationship was supposed to be the Dominant’s choice. Yet she know that, practically, either of them could choose to end their relationship. Eileen sighed. She knew she wanted him to stay with her forever. She also knew that she had been praying that he would want to stay. She sighed again and went back to looking at the notes he had made for her. › Continue reading
Solario’s Story
In the end, it was easy. A young man, full of the dewy, visceral urges of youth; his lust controlled him… we simply catered to his lust. Gods, he was a beautiful sight - dark hair, streaked with sun, casually flowing down in waves over his shoulders… smoky, soulful mocha eyes that gave away his every emotion, and all the struggles within; including when he finally lost those battles… creamed coffee skin, that darkened to plum in the most sweet and sensitive areas: skin that reddened almost on the touch, and heated with the lightest caress… or the lightest slap. › Continue reading
Samantha’s Secret Submission Ch. 03
“To those of you who’ve waited for this chapter - thank you! I’m anxious to hear if I took it too far or not far enough. Love to hear feedback. Enjoy!”
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I found myself making out with an older man in a driveway in a beautiful suburban neighborhood. The air was quiet and still, crisp with a potential snowfall. And COLD! The thought entered my foggy, lust-filled mind that I was making out in this driveway with my skirt hiked up over my ass and my black satin blouse hanging off my body at the wrists. If I weren’t melded against him, my tits would be exposed to the world. The only sound against the wind was the liquid wrestle of our tongues. › Continue reading
Sara and Charley’s Journey Ch. 02
The next morning over coffee, Charley asks “Did you enjoy our little play session yesterday?”
“Very much! I haven’t been that turned on for quite a while.”
“What did you enjoy?”
“The feeling of your command over me. How slutty I felt. How I didn’t have any control over what was happening. It was incredibly erotic.”
“So you would like to continue exploring? In that case, we need to discuss when, what limits you have, and a safe word and a gesture.”
“Safe word? Gesture?”
“Yes, something you can say so I will stop what I am doing with you. It is for your own protection because I won’t listen if you tell me No or Stop. There will be things I will demand of you or will do to you that will stretch your limits but will be things you will enjoy in the long run. A gesture because sometimes you won’t be able to talk and will need a way to tell me to slow down” › Continue reading
Serving Miss Nikki
The phone rang, waking me from a deep sleep. “Hello”, I mumbled – half tempted to curse the caller on the other end of the line. Looking over at the clock, I saw that it was 1 AM and I had just barely gotten an hour and a half of sleep.
“Wake up, pet – and be up here in a half hour. I want you wearing that thong pouch that I bought you and nothing else when you get here. I expect to find that plug is still in your ass and you had better be clean! Understand?”
“Yes, Ma’am” I responded, in a more awake voice. › Continue reading
Round One
You are in the room, waiting for me to arrive. You are naked, you are blindfolded, and you are kneeling at the edge of the bed. You hear the door to the hotel room open, feel the cold air in a shiver over your skin. Muted steps, then the door closes. You hear the sounds of zippers, a coat being hung up. Water runs from the sink briefly, a towel rustles. You wait, and the anticipation has made you hard.
Footsteps, then you feel a finger curl around your ear, trace down your throat, down your chest and stomach, to the tip of your cock. “Mmm. This is what I like to see when I arrive. Good boy.” Your cock is given a quick squeeze, then the hand moves away. “Lie down on the bed on your back, hands straight out from your sides, your legs spread as far as you can.” You obey, excited. › Continue reading
Round Two
Round Two has you face down on the bed, arms and legs spread once again. You hear the tinkling sound of metal things bumping together. She climbs on the bed between your legs again, and you feel her lean against your ass. Suddenly, you feel five sharp points around the base of your neck. Your breathing quickens, a fleeting thought that maybe being here was a bad idea. Slowly, they drag down your back, light stinging trails. The scratching continues over your ass, stopping momentarily to cup and squeeze one cheek. The trail continues down your inner thigh, then lightly tickles your foot, making you squirm. There is a resounding ’smack!’ on your ass—”Don’t move!” › Continue reading
Richard
The room was dim and cool. Shadowed figures huddled in the corners, soft whispers of conversation counter-pointed the soft “shush, shush, shush” of the machinery by the bed, the occasional “beep, beep, beep” indicating that life still lingered. The woman on the bed laid unnaturally still, her eyes half open, seeing nothing. Her white hair gleamed softly in the dim light. Her skin had the parchment quality of age, yet was smooth and unlined.
“Richard…” A bare thread of sound. Those in the shadows moved restlessly at the sound of her frail voice. They had been summoned. Soon, they had been told. A sigh from the bed. Again, the only sounds were the soft “shush, shush, shush, beep, beep, beep” of the machines. › Continue reading
Personal Assistant Ch. 03
Heath’s muscles cramped as his body slowly awakened. The sound of the shower roused him and the heavy fog from the bathroom only added to his sleepy state. His boss Cheryl had awoken before him and left the sheets of her bed strewn every which way. He wondered if her frenzied late night bout of masturbation was the cause. He knew it was her right, and laying at the foot of her bed, was not always witness to the act. Most likely she had considered him but thought of him sleeping peacefully and instead chose her vibrator which now rested on the nightstand like evidence at a crime scene. He found himself growing jealous of the instrument and walked to the bathroom to join his mate. › Continue reading
Office Play Ch. 08
Monday at work Diane was doing her best to be productive, and it seemed as though Michael wasn’t going to be distracting her too much. She was wearing a buttplug as usual, but he’d pretty much left her alone for the morning. Most of her distractions came from Juan who kept smirking at her… it was hard to keep her mind on work with him in the office, her face was bright red from remembering Friday when she had sucked him off. It was pretty obvious he remembered too. Fortunately, it didn’t seem as though he could take liberties with her without Michael’s say so, and so for the work day he was restricted to looks. › Continue reading
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