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The Retreat
Chapter 5
Sara opened her eyes with a groan. Her head ached and her body was sore.
Small wonder she thought.
She spent half the night getting fucked by a bunch of guys and loved every minute of it. She stretched and yawned, feeling her tight muscles strain. She sat up in bed, then immediately fell back with a groan....

I LOVE flowers. Like, obsessively love them. Roses, in particular--sensual, dangerous, beautiful. Just like the kind of pain and pleasure I crave.
And my boyfriend? He knows exactly how to feed my desires.
So when he whispered, "Be ready by nine. No panties. No questions." I knew I was in for something sinful....

Work Time - Part 2 - slave girl sara
After two more visits to the Chairman, being fucked and beaten, he signed my release paper to apply for a job.
I went to a small local warehouse and asked:
"Excuse me, would you know if there are any jobs going here?"
"Come in and let me check."
He closed the door behind me....

WARNING: The following story contains non-consensual scenarios and is intended for adults only. All real world bondage should ALWAYS be consensual and done in a safe way. If you ever find yourself tempted to do something non-consensual PLEASE get yourself mental help. Do not attempt to replicate any aspect of this story as the bondage is not safe. Some readers may find some elements of this story offensive, reader discretion is advised....

Chapter One
I was unbelievably nervous as I parked my car in the nearest side street, squeezing it into a free space, before I locked it and walked along the cracked pavement towards the address I had been given. Part of me wanted to turn and drive off again and I could feel my palms sweating despite the bitter wind that was blowing straight into my face. I checked the next street sign as I turned the corner and found that I was in the right road and my heart started to thump quicker. The numbers counted...

A weekend on the coast
We really needed to get away for a few days along. Life has a way of beating you down if you don't make time for yourself to unwind every so often, and both my wife, Gwyn and I were starting to burn the candle at both ends. Work, volunteerism, kids, and even social activities were all starting to feel like a burden, so when I suggested a week away together the idea was met with a lot of enthusiasm. We started to talk about what kind of a vacation we were needing, and I suggested to...

Standing outside the door, the cold air soaks into my skin and rips through my grey trench coat. I shiver, regretting the clothing choice, but it's what they asked for. Underneath the coat, a white lace bodysuit tightens around my waist with matching thigh high stockings. My chest spills out of the half cup lace bra and my feet ache from the patent white platform heels. But I agreed to this. I agreed to all of her terms....

You're secretly proud of your cute little bum. You know it's one of your best assets, prominent and muscular. You've never been afraid to flash it, bare, in the changing room, where maybe one of your mates will give it a towel flick or the slap you crave, though none of them has ever done what you dream about and pulled you down, over his lap, for a proper spanking, with the rest crowding around to watch, jeering and egging him on....

The Little Sister (4)
Tags: femdom, female domination, male submissive, cfnm, humiliation, teasing, bdsm, young, romance, first time.
Author's comments:
As implied by the number in the title, this is a continuation of my previous submissions: The Little Sister, The Little Sister (2), and The Little Sister (3)....

I lean forward, the tops of my thighs pressed into the edge of the bathroom counter top, getting closer to the mirror as I sweep mascara through the upper lashes of first my right eye and then my left. I straighten a little in order to examine my face fully. Sage green eyes, accentuated with black winged liner, stare back at me. Satisfied, I cap the tube of mascara, screwing the lid on tight. I then scan the counter top, littered with products, for my favorite dark plum lip combo. I find what I need and ret...

This story includes graphic descriptions of consensual corporal punishment in the form of strapping and caning and alludes to non-consensual birching. If you find this distasteful, please do not read on.
All protagonists in this story are over eighteen years old. None of the characters depicted are real; any similarity to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental....

Notes to reader:
I went with BDSM, but please note there is also a fantasy element. If Vampires turn you off, look away now!
You will get more from these characters if you read the stories in order, but it's not compulsory.
Tess-O'Meter -- Green / Amber.
-X
Previously on Castle Nevoie....

Chapter 3
One
David sat across his large desk from Kendall, fingers steepled. It was the best office in the firm and was made up of two floors. The bottom floor where all his business was conducted connected to an upper floor by a private elevator. Kendall had never been to the second floor of the office, nor had anyone she knew at the firm. It was David's personal and private space. There were rumors that there was a full three bedroom apartment up there and David often slept at the office, particula...

This is a re-conception of the excellent Literotica posts, "A Game with in a Game" and "The Struggle" by Doberinca . After I read them for the first time, I read them again. The characters were real and convincing, they had inner lives. Their relationships, like real life, sometimes ran happily, but just as often there were misunderstandings, confusion and sometimes anger. The original was also epic in size, and I thought about how the experience might be different if it was structured as a set of novels of...

Tonii's dating life had its highs and lows. If the lows were boring dates where making a connection felt as easy as pulling teeth, the highs were when she found someone she didn't mind sleeping with on a regular basis.
Tonight, she shared her bed with a man she had been seeing for a few months. His name was Mark. Older than Tonii, in his mid-fifties, he was a twice divorced father of two. A lawyer who spent most of his work week at the office, and his evenings managing so many business endeavors that she...

The Luck Of The Irish
By SC
That Friday at the mall I went out of my way to find Amanda. She was one of the cheerleaders performing at the mall thad day for St. Patrick's Day. There she was i front of me as I walked down main corridor of the mall leading down to Belk's with its electric blue neon sign. She wore her long light brown hair in a ponytail that made her look younger than her real age. The style was more juvenile and played into my fantasies. The newspaper advertising department proof and er...

Kelly awoke on Wednesday morning to her alarm clock ringing beside her. The tiny hammer ricocheted between its two bells atop the round clock face, blurring into an invisible cacophony. She clamped her hand over her nightstand three times before she found the clock and flicked the lever to silence the alarm. The hammer stilled, and the silence hung heavy over her blankets....

Chris woke up first. Slowly he stretched, trying to adjust position only to immediately be reminded of his restraints and the preceding night. He wondered for a moment if he was still dreaming, but after another movement he was confident in being awake. The chastity cage had a firm grip on the erection that tried to form in his sleep. A shift of his leg confirmed a bit of precum lightly coating his upper thigh to his arousal and embarrassment. He relaxed a moment, slowly thinking over the night and wonderin...

My names is Larry Fischer and I worked as an office boy in a large NYC law firm. My boss, Laverna Johnson, one of the firms partners, is a big Black Woman, 6'3 inches tall, 250 lbs. She's a Black Supremacist and dominant woman. She noticed I was attracted to Black women but was too afraid to ask them out when she saw me desperately fumble and bumble attempts to ask her Black Secretary, Tina, for a date, despite the fact she had made it painfully obvious she'd say yes if asked. That convinced Ms. Johnson tha...

Looking back over my 71 years of life, one thing has become very apparent to me. I have always had a passion for mature women starting at a very early age.
Growing up in an upscale, affluent southern California beach community in the 60's we were provided with almost more exposure to women than we could handle....

Extra Tuition - slave girl sara
How times changed coming to the end of the twentieth century.
Most kids crave to leave school, and for the most part they are not interested in working.
Corporal punishments in UK schools were abolished in 1987 to the detriment of school and home discipline. The government of the day had decided enough was enough, but some wished they still had corporal punishment in the Houses of Parliament....

Part Four
After two days of cock sucking depravity it was time to go to submit to the whims of Sir Bennett. Had she passed a test? Would he take her as a slave? She put on her highest three inch heels, gold strappy sandals and thought hard about what to wear. In the end, she opted for the same buttonless coat and then in a final act of commitment, slipped off her wedding ring and left it by the door....

"I'll wear a mask with a dildo!" He'd said.
So casual.
So inspiring.
Though she smiled, fingernails dragging over his scalp as she pulled the black, latex mask down over the back of his head, smoothing her hands over the thick bands and securing the open face mask in place.
The mask covered his mouth, keeping him from speaking as she circled his naked, exposed body....

I'm on all fours on the bed, naked, my tits swinging gently to and fro, my legs spread. I'm resting on my elbows and my forehead is pressed into a pillow, my ass poking temptingly into the air. You are standing behind me, your fingers soaked in slippery lube, and you're pushing your fingers in and out of my tight little knot, making me ready for the heavy steel plug that will fill my ass and render it out of action for at least this evening....

Chapter 13
"Good morning, lover, its nine o'clock." Marion stood at the foot of the bed. He opened his eyes, still a bit tired from their adventures the previous evening. Marion was dressed simply in trousers and a pullover. Rob remembered today was the day of the party, his debut among Marion's friends as the submissive shared between Marion and Jenny....

Future Wife Training - Part 1 - slave girl sara
It is not essential, but most men feel it will be of benefit for a young bride or partner to be trained so as to be fully aware of their duties. Most registered Disciplinarians will perform this task, sessions of one or more days can be booked, depending on which options are selected from those on offer....

Chapter Title: ***Vanessa's Awakening***
Eric and I fell into a routine over the next couple of weeks. He took me on three more dates to various restaurants. After our dates he would defile me, sometimes in the car, sometimes in a dark alleyway. I always wear easy clothes now.
"Vanessa."
I was laying on the couch trading my book when Eric's angry voice startled me. I looked up to see him walking into the room....

The Retreat
Chapter 8
Sleep had eluded Sara. She lay on the bed, letting her mind take her back to the very beginning of it all. She closed her eyes and let it play out. Maybe she could have seen it and done something about it.
As Sara entered the crowded bar, a wave of music, laughter, and the smell of alcohol swept over her. She didn't often go out by herself, but she was on a mission. She just wanted to get drunk, meet a guy, and get fucked. She wore her sluttiest outfit. A short black mini skir...

Many of the events in this story were real, but to be honest, I certainly embellished it and added details that excite me more. And I want to apologize in advance, English is not my native language.
The gray mouse. (Part number 7)
So the wedding day came, I didn't think it could happen to me at all....

Ms. Rouge bent down into the corner of the bathroom.
From her purse, she produced a small, black square, which she placed on the tile.
I knew what it was as soon as I heard the springs.
"No."
"Yes," she cooed.
She turned around and locked the door.
As if anyone was going to save me......