Very Lucky Pet

by on Mar.26, 2009, under BDSM

Janet was a student at a local university and had long held her secret fantasies within herself. Months before she’d discovered a website where she could play out the life of her dreams a few hours at a time in the campus computer lab.

She often chose a corner table so others would not see over her shoulder. Only 20 at first, Janet still had the sweet baby face of a teenager which she sometimes saw as a curse. She dreaded the day she turned 21 and would be asked for ID and likely chased out of a bar or liquor store.

It was online that she met Master M. Master M seemed to be such a kind man, intelligent and well spoken. He informed her that he was older than she was, but Janet saw no reason to let this bother her. Their online games often left her wet and dying for release in her apartment afterwards. One day, Master M told her to go to a shop and purchase toys for her release.

Janet was embarrassed, but motivated by Master M and did as he suggested. She purchased several things, an 8 inch vibrator with a realistic shape, a 4 inch anal plug, and a lovely little device that would suction onto her clit and vibrate at different speeds with the click of a button. (continue reading…)

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Tied Up And Made To Confess

by on Mar.25, 2009, under BDSM

Maggie was off on another adventure. She could not believe how her life changed after meeting the mysterious man on the internet. Maggie’s husband, Leo frequently worked late at night. Maggie entertained herself by going in and out of adult chat rooms on the internet. 

Over a month ago, Maggie met her mysterious man in one of those chat rooms. She was reluctant to comply with his demands to email him separately. After all, Maggie was a 33-year-old Mother of three children. Although she kept herself in great shape with a daily exercise routine, she and Leo were very conservative in bed, always making love in the missionary position.  (continue reading…)

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Yes Mistress

by on Mar.24, 2009, under BDSM

I had just got dressed for the masquerade party as a high school girl in pigtails and tennis shoes. With my white blouse, short pleated skirt, and as tiny as I am, I could pass for about 15 or 16, but I had recently just turned 18.

As I was running around trying to get ready, I heard the doorbell ring and thought to myself, is my date here already.

Answering the door I saw this lady mail carrier with a package for the people next door who weren’t home, and she asked if I would accept the package for them, and I had to sign the sheet for the post office.

As she fished in her pocket for her pen I carefully looked at her and her tom boyish features, and thought to myself the only way I could tell that she was a woman was her tiny breasts, which barely made a lump in her uniform shirt, and she sort of resembled Elvis Priestly.

With both our eyes looking at the pen at the same time we could see that it had split open and the ink was all over the pocket of her shirt, so I told her I would get a cold wet cloth to try and get rid of the ink and I also had a pen I could use to sign for the package. (continue reading…)

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Come With Me

by on Mar.23, 2009, under BDSM

“Come with me, my sweet…” Master Dominic’s deep, resonant voice commanded the pretty young wench. He led Carla, his slave for the evening, down the spiral staircase of his big house in the countryside. Dominic was a handsome man of thirty-four, with a stocky build, a clean-shaven chin, and a head of wavy brown hair. His black-leather outfit complemented his looks and frame well. 

When Carla had first seen Dominic at the invitation-only S&M party earlier that evening, she knew that he was born for the role of a dominant man. She glanced his way a few times, hoping that he would get the hint that she was interested. Carla was the kind of woman any man – dominant or otherwise – would be happy to get to know. She was a petite, yet very attractive twenty-two-year-old woman with fine features.  (continue reading…)

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D/S Couple

by on Mar.22, 2009, under BDSM

She introduced herself as “Fiona”.  Her profile had described her as “collared” and it meant that she was the subbie of a D/S relationship with her husband.  Naturally, being intrigued, and as horny as a man can be after eight years of solo sex, I wrote back.  I talked about how my wife had some serious physical problems preventing us from enjoying any form of intercourse.  Fiona was sympathetic and we exchanged joke files and that sort of thing.  Eventually we got past the arms length stage and started sharing real thoughts.  She continually sent hot pictures of herself and I got more turned on by each one.  We became more and more close friends, as time went on.

She and her husband, MITCHELL, love each other very much and the D/S thing is only part time.  Apparently they have an open marriage of sorts, but she didn’t go into that a lot.  When she finally got around to sharing another gentleman’s recounting of his involvement in a spanking session ending in sex with her, guess what popped into my mind? (continue reading…)

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Present Yourself Naked

by on Mar.21, 2009, under BDSM

SPANK! SPANK! The words appeared on the instant message that I sent her,and I could tell from the response that she wanted more. So we had agreed to meet when I was expected to be in her hometown, and I told her not to be late, and to present herself to me naked.

I waited patiently for her arrival at the Four Seasons Hotel, but she was late. I remembered what we had chatted about on the Internet, and looked at the adult toys I had brought with me on the trip.
The knock on the door was so faint I almost missed it but as I opened the door I was greeted by the prettiest brunette, with the deepest dimples.

I had dressed appropriately in a leather mini skirt, with thigh high boots. I looked at her and said “If you do not present yourself to me naked I will not acknowledge you”, and with that I closed the door, to the sounds of her protests that it was so public.

Moments later came a soft knock on the door and when I opened it I was greeted with her kneeling naked, her clothes piled neatly on the floor, and I ushered her in my so soundproof room. (continue reading…)

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My Husband Is A Slave Slut

by on Mar.20, 2009, under BDSM

Carina was again pampered, bathed, and provided with perfume. Two women spent almost an hour just applying makeup to her face and fixing her hair into a tight ponytail. Once they were done, another woman came in and handed her some clothes. The clothes consisted of a black, lace bra, black thongs, thigh-hi stockings, black high-heels with ankle straps, mid-thigh length black skirt and a loose fitting white wrap around blouse. Then she was left alone to dress. 

After dressing, Carina viewed herself in the mirror. She looked great. At only 5 feet, the short skirt and loose fitting white wrap around blouse showed off her ass and 36C breasts. Carina hoped Master would be pleased. Carina reached up and stroked her collar as she waited. (continue reading…)

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For My Sweet Pet

by on Mar.19, 2009, under BDSM

I was on my way to my new home with my Master. In a way it was our first home. We’d saved for years, lived in a series of small apartments where the neighbors were always thin walls away, putting money away and dreaming of what we’d have ‘one day’. And now the day was here. (continue reading…)

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Bondage Fun

by on Mar.16, 2009, under BDSM

“Why would you want to do that?” I asked. Puzzled, as Drew had never asked me something even remotely like that before.

Drew looked hurt at the abrupt way I’d responded to his question, if he could tie me up. “I just want to,” he persisted uncomfortably, distancing himself from me slightly.

“But why?” I persisted. “It seems a strange thing to want to do.” We had been enjoying a pleasant evening at home, idly watching some inane programs on television and sipping on a rather super wine which we couldn’t really afford. It was a spur-of-the-minute splurge to ceremonially mark our first year of marriage.

“I love you,” he said unhappily.

“I know.” And as soon as I’d said that, I realized I’d said the wrong thing. And in the wrong way too. You see, I tended to become abrupt when I was caught on the wrong foot. I was beginning to feel distinctly uncomfortable. It was a feeling that had completely ruined our lovely evening together. “But do you always want to tie up people you like?” I asked him, as gently as I could. (continue reading…)

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Be My Mistress

by on Mar.15, 2009, under BDSM

“You want to do what?” Cassie asked sitting bolt upright in bed.

My wife and I had just had a marvelous session of sex. We were nestled in each other’s arms enjoying what the sexologists refer to a “postcoital-languor”. That’s highfalutin for “feeling fuckin’ good afterwards!”. And believe me I was feeling good. Cassie is a wonderful bedmate. Just looking at her makes my cock hard, and I know from watching other guys around her that they are jealous as hell of me. She has the tits and ass that make men immediately spring to attention.

She has a great body and she knows how to use it. She really enjoys sex. She loves to suck my cock and she wiggles and moans when I return the favor by lapping her clit. My cock always finds her tight cunt-sopping wet as she writhes and thrashes to violent orgasms. She is nearly perfect. (continue reading…)

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