In The Ass

October 21, 2007 – 10:00 am
Adriana was working the evening shift at the town's only motel when she noticed an elderly black lady walk in with a young blonde to her side. The ebony lady was in her early 30s, very attractive, tall and well developed while the blond was slightly overweight, in her 40s, and smaller. What was stranger was the black lady had her hand down on the blond ass and was rubbing it and she was dressed like a slut in leather skirt and blouse. "I have a reservation for a week," the elderly lady said. We're here for a convention this week. Adriana checked the records and indeed noticed the lady did have a reservation but what was strange was the bill had already been paid by the motel owner wife, her boss, Dana. "Yes ma'am, I have it here she said. You are in room 302 and the floor is empty this ...

 

Bathe Me

October 20, 2007 – 10:00 am
Mistress Jade sat back in her plush velvet chair, in her private dungeon. She wore her regular dominatrix outfit of tight red leather. Jade was an attractive woman of thirty, with raven-black hair that cascaded past her shoulders. Her slender hips, prominent bosom, and long, curvy legs insured a reliable stable of regular clients. At that moment, her bare feet and calves were being kissed, massaged, and otherwise worshipped by a twenty- three-year-old slave (she thought of him as her 'boy toy') - a buff, handsome young man named Carl. He was almost entirely naked, as befits a submissive male; a black g-string and a leather neck chain were the only items of clothing on his body. She let out soft purrs of satisfaction, as she ran her blood-red fingernails through Carl's head of soft brown hair. Jade was truly born for the life of a domina. She never felt more ...

 

5 Years Of Being A Slave

October 19, 2007 – 10:00 am
There are three small cells in the upper hallway off mistress's bedroom. I am in one of them. For the past week I have been in solitary confinement, naked, closely chained in anklets and wrist cuffs, only able to move as far as the collar and lead chain allows. I am mistress's Morgan's body slave. She owns me. How did I get here? how did my life turn out this way? Here is my story. I was nineteen and alone when I moved from Colorado to New York City. I didn't know anyone when I met Heather at the club. She was gorgeous and like a big sister to me so when she asked me to move in to her beautiful apartment on the upper east side, I was thrilled that someone of her stature took interest in me. I loved the attention when she picked out my clothing, my nail ...

 

Spank Me

October 18, 2007 – 10:00 am
I had been found out. Not only had she found me doing it, she had told my wife. And my wife Helen had challenged me about it. I was in real trouble. Two days earlier our friend Emily had walked in and found me eating a bar of chocolate. I was on a diet. "Caught you," she says. Of course I ask her not to say anything, but women friends can’t help chatting. We had known Emily for a couple of years - slim in her mid-forties, divorced, attractive in a reserved way. Friendly, but quiet and not fully over Andy, who had simply walked out for another woman. Christine had lost her confidence and was still not ready for dating. We were good friends - she and Helen got on fine, and I found her pleasant to get on with as "the best friend’s husband." Most days Helen and Emily would ...

 

My Landlord

October 17, 2007 – 10:00 am
Let me tell you a little bit about me. When my great adventure began, I was young, age 25, and not very experienced. Oh, I'd had sex any number of times, in a number of different ways, but I never felt the wild excitement in actually doing those things that I imagined I would. I had a million different, very kinky fantasies, things that I really wanted to do but was afraid to try, even if I had the opportunity to try... which I really didn't. Mostly, my fantasies involved me as a sort of slave girl, captured by some strong individual. Some days I imagined my master to be a male and sometimes a female, with special events for each one. What I thought I really wanted was a strong master or mistress, one who also had wild sexual fantasies, and who would take charge of me and would then ...

 

My Boss The Slave

October 16, 2007 – 11:48 am
Lucy was an executive lady at the age of 42 and never been married. She was totally successful in her business life but at a cost of social life. She had no sex life at all. Her young secretary Kim said she was always too tight and gave an address to a nightclub she said would help her loosen up. She liked Kim but at the time she just stuck it in a drawer and ignored it. Today however, she was really tired of work and didn't want to go home for another sandwich and TV so she decided to stop by and check it out. The place was a total dump with a sign on front Mama Pet House. She knew it must be some kinds of a strip tease show but since she had driven this far, she just as well get a drink before heading home. As she ...

 

Rehired

October 12, 2007 – 10:00 am
"I’m sorry Mandy," Tyler Gordon, the Chairman of the Articling board said quietly, staring at the tall blonde girl in front of him. "but this is the second time you’ve screwed up a major memorandum. I’m gonna let you complete your articling process, but you’re not gonna be hired back when you finish." Mandy Jones gulped. This had been her dream. To work at Simon and Mays, one of the top 3 Law firms in Toronto. She had worked her ass off in Law school to get accepted as an articling student, and she couldn’t bear the thought of not being hired back. It would drastically reduce her chances of buying the posh house she had earmarked for herself in a few years time, and it would lower her in the pecking order among her group of snotty and ambitious friends, all law and business students. Not to mention her self-esteem would suffer a mortal blow. After leaving her small town of Cornwall, she had told herself ...

 

Punishment Mistress

October 11, 2007 – 10:00 am
Daniel had recently constructed, at Alexandrea's urging, a punishment bench much like the structures used at her workplace.  Alexandrea had, on the previous evening, administered several particularly severe sessions at "the facility", as she calls it, and Daniel had teased and titillated her with leading questions and calling her nasty names as he stimulated her to raucous orgasms.  During their intense sex play, Alexandrea told him that she intended to fasten him to the punishment bench and give him a severe strapping for his naughty language, and mentioned that she would do that the following day.  Daniel, as he always does, melted in her arms and kissed her passionately as she described the forthcoming session. Alexandrea, until now, had not ever restrained Daniel when administering discipline to him.  Paying close attention to his reaction when she teasingly broached the subject on several occasions, she concluded that he would be willing, at least in part, to add a more non-consensual flavor to the sessions.  And ...

 

Mister Walden’s Punishment

October 10, 2007 – 10:00 am
Todd sheepishly closed the computer window as Tara stood behind him tapping her foot. In her best and loudest, Katherine Hepburn voice, Tara said, "Mister Walden, I will not have you reading that filthy internet porn in my Department. Please come to my office at the end of the day, I wish to discuss this with you." "Yes, Ms. Stevens." Todd responded quietly. "Christ," He thought, as Tara walked away, "getting busted reading a dirty story was one thing, but did she have to announce it to the whole office." Todd was getting back to work as Sheila, the office tease walked by. "Bad, bad boy. Ms. Stevens is going to Ssspank! your sorry ass." She teased. Todd thought she was joking. Mel wasn't, Ms. Stevens looked for reasons to spank the sexy young intern. Todd worked silently the rest of the day, processing claim forms for either payment or review by others. At five o'clock, Todd walked nervously to Ms. Stevens's office. The door was open ...

 

Stress Relief

October 9, 2007 – 10:00 am
It had been one of those days at work.  It started when I walked in the door and was met by a frantic co-worker telling me of the latest catastrophe to befall the big project. Its not-so-merciful end came as I hung up the phone from a late evening rant from a pissed off client.  My ears were still ringing from his tirade as I walked to my car. All I wanted to do was come home, place my tiDonna ass on the couch, eat a microwave meal, and drink myself to sleep. Donna was going to be out with the ladies that evening and I was on my own.  It was probably a good thing since I would not be of much company to my darling wife. Placing my briefcase down at my feet, I fumbled for my keys to open the door.  Of course, I dropped them.  It was the last small indignity to hit me for the day.  ...

 

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