Tag: master and slave

A Secure Master

by on Apr.23, 2009, under BDSM

I think of myself as a firm yet loving, Master. One who will punish his sub when the need arises yet will reward her with my touch.. with my caring.. when she pleases me as she should. Unlike some Doms, I do not needlessly punish my sub or subs, only if the situation calls for it and generally it will at one point or another. When that happens I have many tools at my disposal for said punishment: paddles, a cat o’ nine tails, a leather strap, clothes pins for the nipples etc. All bring out pleasure carefully mixed with a touch of pain which enhances the former sensation. 

I am a Dom who is larger than life for my subs draw upon that.. feed upon my energy and in turn that strengthens me. “Lord Raven” is ‘6 6″ tall, 280 pounds of muscle with jet black hair which stops at the small of my back above my ass. I have vibrant, green eyes which shine like a cats and a black goatee. It can make me appear more menacing or like a gentler man, depending  upon the expression I wear upon my face at the time. (continue reading…)

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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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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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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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Don’t Cum Yet

by on Mar.07, 2009, under BDSM

   Her breathing shallow, gasping slightly, the sensations running through her body so exquisite it’s almost as though she’s floating.  Still fighting to remain in control, her orgasm very near, her lover, her master, has given her an option, a command really.  This weekend, if she gives herself completely over to his desires, his pleasures, his satisfaction, in the end, when he’s ready, she’ll receive her pleasures.  It’s been over a month since her last orgasm, although she’s been excited, ready to burst, she’s been denied.  Having felt him release into her body many times during this past month, she’s been denied her pleasure, well that may not be completely true, she’s been denied her orgasmic release, pleasure, she’s had lots of pleasure, more than ever before, she’s just not been allowed to feel that grand finish she so craves. (continue reading…)

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Will You Pass The Test

by on Mar.05, 2009, under BDSM

“You want to be my slave girl, bitch?” I strode around the trembling girl arrogantly leering at her from head to toe, my eyes of course spending most of the time staring at her tits and ass.

“Yes, Master,” she timidly said.

“Then why are your clothes still on? Strip!” (continue reading…)

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Comfortable My Pet

by on Feb.24, 2009, under BDSM

The pale light of sunrise was just creeping into the room when Lisa opened her eyes.  For a moment she was disoriented; then, feeling Paul’s arm wrapped gently around her, she realized that she had had the most incredibly realistic dream.  She wriggled back against her husband, feeling his soft even breathing against her neck, his arm instinctively tightening around her.  As she snuggled, she felt his cock begin to stir against her ass, twitching and growing harder as Paul drifted out of sleep into wakefulness.   Lisa reached down between her legs and touched herself, not surprised to find that she was dripping wet.  Suddenly, she was aware that Paul’s breathing had changed, and as it registered in her brain she felt his hand grabbing her nipple, twisting it sharply, sending shivers of pain and arousal through her body straight to her clit, which throbbed in anticipation. (continue reading…)

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Please I Can’t Wait Anymore

by on Feb.21, 2009, under BDSM

Alexandra felt helpless as he bound her hands and looped the rope over the hook in the wall, then tied her feet, one to each of the eyes mounted to the floor. Her legs were spread almost to the point of pain, with her most private places totally vulnerable to his every whim.

Slowly and insidiously he worked his hands up the soft flesh of her lower body, she felt her nipples expand betraying her arousal at this lewd invasion.

Alexandra trembled as she felt the rough texture of his hands tugging at her panties, finally ripping them off her naked ass. He adjusted her skirt so that it was gathered around her waist and Alexandra felt the cool air brush her most private parts. (continue reading…)

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