My fantasies are something I've always wanted to tell him about. I know he'd love them. But somehow, they remained mine. My secret for us. Hoping that perhaps he too fantasized like this, about me. It's not impossible and certainly seems feasible. My favorite fantasy occurs when I'm home. For a break maybe or the summer. He too is not away at college. It's very late at night and no one is at my house. My room is filled with sweet smelling candles burning and emitting the only light in the house. He comes over (But I don't know it) and he comes through the back doo... Continue»

(not a story, rl event)

Last Sunday evening was intense.

I took my time getting my karada right. Otherwise, I didn’t have much on, tan stockings and that was pretty much it (a request, yes I do some requests). When I got online, there were about ten of you waiting, plus a few more joined in later.

My tie was simple; handcuffs behind the back. My legs were tie with ropes. My gag a bit more intense, packed my mouth with panties (used), held in with tape, and the word “SLUT” written over the tape (another request and it was duct tape). I was completely vibed&hellip... Continue»

Sitting in the back of the black cab I watched the lights of London pass me by. I couldn’t help wondering how many other women out there lived like I did? I expect that many did, but in their happy middle class lives would never put a name to it. Never compare themselves with me, but if we looked in each other’s eyes perhaps we would know we aren’t too different.

The cab pulled up outside the Hotel and I gathered my thoughts back to the task in hand. I had never been here before, only knew it by reputation, but I wasn’t surprised at the opulence of my destination. Th... Continue»

The atmosphere was amazing. I had never seen so beautiful a Mistress with such submissive male slaves as we had tonight. The performance in the under-ground club was electric as the Mistress showed us how devoted her sluts were. I must admit that watching them was fascinating, almost like seeing a male image of myself as they craved the pain and humiliation she dished out. One soft stroke of her hand against their skin, one quiet word of praise. made it all worthwhile to them. But they took so much; I was completely in awe of them.

She was quite ruthless in her use of her their bodies for h... Continue»

There's nothing like a bus ride home to put you in a bad mood.



Here I was, walking the long road to our house from the bus stop in town, musing on how much it was going to cost me to get the car out of the shop, what I was going to do about my many problems at work, and how sore my feet were getting as I trudged home in the hot sun...



I was hot and sweaty by the time I walked up the driveway and slowly swung the door open and entered the relative coolness of the house, when you met me at the door.



"Oh, bad day, honey?" you asked, a look of concern on your... Continue»

when ever i was a naughty boy my mum and dad would get youger s*s to pull my pants down and then she was told to whip my arse with belt or they would let her use caine we got from school she would often get carried away and she would caine me at least 30 strokes my bum would be saw for days would have to wear a nappie or have cotton wool on it so i could sit down at school
one day my mum caught me wearing s****rs school uniform that when dad came home from work he gave me ten strokes with his belt then s****r gave me 20 strokes with caine then they would put strapon on s****r and then make he... Continue»

when ever i was a naughty boy my mum and dad would get youger s*s to pull my pants down and then she was told to whip my arse with belt or they would let her use caine we got from school she would often get carried away and she would caine me at least 30 strokes my bum would be saw for days would have to wear a nappie or have cotton wool on it so i could sit down at school
one day my mum caught me wearing s****rs school uniform that when dad came home from work he gave me ten strokes with his belt then s****r gave me 20 strokes with caine then they would put strapon on s****r and then make he... Continue»

One hour and three minutes later I walked into the dining room wearing only a bathrobe tightly wrapped around me. The candles had burned down but not out. Mom sat there patiently waiting for me, still nude and looking fabulous.

"Your decision?" I asked, being direct.

Mother rose from her chair and slowly walked toward me, as her large pendulous breasts swayed with her every movement. She dropped to her knees at my feet. As she did, I had a feeling of euphoria, which would never be duplicated in my entire life.

"I am yours, son."

I slapped her moderately hard acr... Continue»

I'd been waiting for this day for a very long time, but now that it was here I was not sure I wanted it to be.

I'd met Master David almost two years earlier, and I'd finally plucked up the courage to let him take me for his own. My stomach was riddled with butterflies: nerves
and excitement consumed me.

I'd been ready hours earlier. My attire consisting of nothing but white cotton panties. I was trying desperately not to make them wet as I
knew punishment would follow.
Having left the door unlocked, I now knelt in my living room,with my back facing the doo... Continue»

Cynthia Donahue watched snow flakes flit like jewels against the street's brilliance. Low hanging clouds cupped the light like a hand, pressing it firmly down against the flawless snow winking iridescently across the sidewalk and lawn. The low irregular masses of azaleas bulked against the whiteness, crowned with grotesque wigs of fresh snow, their shadows ink dark and dense. Cynthia could feel the bitter cold radiating from the window to her skin but the warmth of the bedroom enfolded her comfortingly. Indeed, that warmth seemed even more sensually caressing in contrast to the still, icy... Continue»

I was glad to see everyone leave. My new “ Owner “ became less stern. I asked if I could use the shower please, of course expecting him to say yes. He said not at the moment sit and talk to me. I want to get to know you. Do you like being caned?

I said no, not at all. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I said let me explain. I told him the part that got me wet and really aroused was being scolded like a school girl. I continued and told him by the time I go over George’s knee there is already a wet spot on my white cotton panties.

It’s hard to explain I said... Continue»

The rain lashed it's cool touch across my face as I stared at the number on the front door. Anxiety and arousal lined my stomach with lead as I hesitated on her doorstep. I remembered when I posted my advertisement to Usenet last week, eager to meet a woman with whom I could explore my most erotic virgin fantasies. I'd always enjoyed honest sex but I'd never dared allow my repressed desires to surface. But now I had done it! I had advertised and now I was here, to meet a likeminded woman for the first time! My mouth was dry and I felt afraid as I pressed the doorbell. The harsh ... Continue»

He was standing at the end of my bed...

I cant remember how I got here...

I look around...

Dark, dr**es shut, can't make out his face...

I feel so dizzy...exhausted...my arms, legs feel like led...

Suddenly the door opens and two maids walk in, they walk towars me and lift my head... just now I realize I am tied up.

My vision is blurry... but it's too dark to see much anyway. As they lift my head they push a glass on my lips. I feel thirsty.. I have no clue what it is, but it's too late it's already sliding down my throat, a sweet cherry like liquid. So de... Continue»

I grew up a shy, gaming geek. Still lived with my parents at 22 and still a virgin. Until I had met a married friend. Dark hair, brown eyes, double D tits and a rocking body. We were just friends at first general chatting. Well we got into flirting and one thing led to the next and we were having a small distant affair over the webcam and phone.

Then the day come that she gave me a chance to move and get a fresh start in life I made the leap and things went very sour at first. We fought argued, never hung out and was nothing like it was meant to be.

Well I had moved out and got a new jo... Continue»

This is what happens if you are brave enough to meet a man from an internet chat room ;-)

Its 2 am in the morning.
You follow the careful instructions and park your car in private car park.
You are in the parking space you have been told to park in.
You are next to a nice set of modern 2 story flats in a nice part of Ealing..
Your phone rings and I give you your next set of instructions.
I tell you I can see you sitting in your car.
You must remove all your clothes immediately.
Reluctantly you do so. You undress inside your car.
Then I tell you to leave your car and walk into th... Continue»

One leg at a time, I eased out of the pantyhose and dropped them on the bed. He picked them up, stretched them a few times, and said "I'll bet these would make pretty decent ropes."



There was a strange note in his voice that I'd never heard before. I continued to undress, dropping my bra to the floor, and answered carefully, "Probably. After all, don't stranglers use them?"



He stretched one nylon leg over his hand and stood behind me. He didn't say anything, just nibbled on my neck and ran the silky yet rough nylon across my nipples. They... Continue»

I'm a submissive, effeminate, bisexual cuckolded male. I'm happy to be in a femdom relationship with a couple of very assertive and demanding women, my wife and her mother. Nancy controls the money, makes all decisions, sets household rules, administers punishments, assigns my work, and establishes a social agenda. I live a very structured lifestyle and carryout a prescribed routine of housework that includes cleaning, washing, ironing, and generally looking after the needs of the women. Looking after the needs of the women entails everything from serving drinks, lighting cigaret... Continue»

I'm a submissive guy who takes orders from my wife and mother-in-law. Both are dominant women and used to having their own way. My wife makes the decisions, controls the money, makes the rules and sets the punishments for violating them. And violating them usually means Nancy administering a good ass-beating with a leather paddle until she thinks atonement has been made. I've been in a cuckold situation since before we were even married. Women were dominant in Nancy's f****y with one of her Aunts, Judy - taking this dominance a bit further by routinely having affairs with a... Continue»

Fictional story, Late night at the office part five.

I went over to the table and grabbed a whip and small leather cat o' nine tails, soaking in Stacy's soft sobbing. It was one of the sweetest sounds I'd heard in a long, long time.

I walked over to her face and rubbed her cheek with the coiled whip, "Stacy, I'm going to whip you, and you're going to thank me. You'll say, 'Thank you, Master.' and you'll do it every time I whip you."

"Y-You're a s-sick f-FUCK! When I get out I'll--"

I cut her off with a crac... Continue»