His eyes bored into mine as he could see the realization in them that my discipline was to get even harsher yet. āYou will get 12 strokes with this riding crop. You will count the strokes out loud. After each one, you will thank me and ask for the next. If you lose count, we…
I am almost losing my courage sitting in the waiting room at the reception of a well known publicly listed Australian company. I am wearing business attire, short black skirt with slits, white lace blouse, makeup with summer colours, black hose, heels and Amani perfume. To the outsider I might be mistaken for a job…
“Is the front door locked? Don’t lie to me,” He said. “No, Sir,” I confessed. “Well, you had best leave it open. Get in position and lay out what you think I’m going to need to punish that body,” He said. “Yes, Sir,” I whispered, and heard Him hanging up.Ā i walked into the bedroom, nervous…
i had lost the privilege of wearing clothes for the weekend. I wasn’t that worried about it. I didn’t think we had any plans and it seemed like a pretty easy punishment to endure. You called me out into the garage and I hesitated at the doorway because I knew I could potentially be spotted…
My Master, J, and I had been working with each other for a few weeks. He had been working to tame me. I had been working to serve Him. As we were both very busy with work and family obligations, our time together was very precious and Master kept me very busy during the week….
She walked into the shop and I knew she was going to be trouble. It never fails that when things are going smoothly on a nice quiet day, I get a clueless, entitled princess who demands all my attention. She strode in on stiletto heels rocking a mini skirt and halter top. She wasn’t bad-looking,…
I felt his rough hands move across my exposed bottom, before his fingers curled around either side of my panties, low down, by my crotch. Next thing I knew, heād bunched the sides of my panties together and jerked roughly upwards, pulling them taut and up into the crack of my ass. I felt totally…
Pennyās online naughtiness develops into a real-life experience of bondage, discipline, power-play, pain, and pleasure My online friend, Jack, is the only person who knows the real me. To the rest of the world, I am a good wife, a great mom, and a respected business woman. And everyone always thinks of me as innocent….
I am an independent contractor , which means I work for myself and I have to travel a lot. This is a story about a job I was on and what happened there. I was working the night shift as the plants quality assurance engineer. I had an office from which I worked out of…
Not for nothing are āGhost Worldā and āThe Doom Generationā my favorite films. I was made for a stark black bob long before I ever got one, before I saw those movies and even before I discovered black hair dye. Without it I might have ended up looking something like Lotte Lenya in āFrom Russia…
It started when my wife Kateās very best friend Sonia came round to see us to tell us that she and her partner Alan had been to see an āalternativeā sex therapist. Alan is not the most dynamic of men so I wasnāt amazed at the news and I knew that Sonia would not be…
(This is the story of my first introduction into a BDSM poly family, it was the beginning of my journey into the kinkiest time in my life. It is a true story, and I will follow it with others as I learned and grew in my role) Remembering back, hoping my memory is strong enough,…
Do you know what I love most about winter? That you hate it. The cold gives you the sniffles and I know firsthand that you much rather enjoy being dressed down than up. And your cheeksā¦they get all red, like a cute, perpetual blush, and I just canāt help but giggle when we go out…
Iām driving you down to the Meadowlands. The brooding, wild and desolate Meadowlands, youāll like it there Iām sure. Itās so quiet and peaceful, a world away from your hectic city lifestyle. I used to bring your Sister here years ago, ten years ago to be precise, back in the day when we were still…
He came back for me…eventually. After a few hours of ‘punishment’ – and after I had worked up a sweat trying to wriggle into any possible position that might free me from the cuffs. When I first heard a car pulling into my drive I panicked. I was frozen with fear about who would be…