bdsm stories and histories

Chapter 5: Arrival at the Threshold
Before Michael looms a large manor, an imposing structure etched against the reddening evening sky. He stands at the door, a disheveled wreck, his navy jacket streaked with grime and perspiration. His hands hold the black card quivering in his grip. His thumb traces the address he's praying he found, ink blurred from his relentless rubbing. The doorbell's chime reverberates, a mournful note lost in the expanse, and his breath grows jagged with anticipation as he waits....

Chapter 21: Vallerie's fall
A horrid stench greeted Vallerie when she emerged from slumber.
Shit, I forgot to clean myself yesterday.
She got out of bed as fast as possible, then using her magic she conjured water to remove the dried semen all over her body. Of course, it did not remove any of the smell but, unfortunately for her, unlike Emily, she did not learn any spells destined for housekeeping....

After our steamy episode in his car, Daddy leads me inside his house. It's beautiful, spacious and minimalist, the complete opposite of mine. I feel a little intimidated when I walk through his living room. He must have noticed the tension, because he starts to caress my back tenderly.
"You have nothing to worry about. Especially with me."...

The rain lashed against the windowpanes of Camila's car as she drove through the city streets, the windshield wipers struggling to keep pace with the torrent.
The wipers squeaking against the barrage of tapping rain against the windshield.  
"Ughh, it just had to rain today," she muttered to herself as she maneuvered around a bus, the spray from its tires momentarily blinding her as the wake of the bus sprayed all over her car. She sighed, her breath fogging up the windshield despite the defroster's b...

(written by Arin, edited and enhanced by Molly)
One day John called me at work and asked, "Alison, can you do me a big favor? I'm being called out of town on business. I have to leave Thursday morning, and I wonder if you can drive me to the airport and house sit while I'm gone."
Since he'd referred to me as Alison, I answered him in kind. "I'll have to check with my boss and call you right back, John." Given the royalties that were coming in from our textbook, I really didn't have to work, but I like...

WARNING: This story contains themes like rape, noncon, masochism, sadism, bondage, and BDSM, so if you are not into these things, please don't continue.
Disclaimer: all the characters are above the age of 18. please respect women and read this story as only a fantasy.
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Chapter 6
When Jenny and Marion came back down from dressing they were both taking short steps in their high heeled boots.
They both wore knee-length dresses of a flowing satin material. Jenny's blue dress had lace accents at the hem and low neckline. The deep red dress Marion wore was more conservative, very elegant....

"What the fuck!" Elise cursed under her breath and Kai let out a sigh, frustrated to have missed the man by a short inch. "What does the door at the back open to?" She probed as they continued dancing, glancing at the black curtains that blended well with the wall.
"I have no idea," Kai muttered, his forehead creasing deeper thoughtfully. "This is the second time I am visiting this club and it is only now I noticed the secret door. Maybe, it's the VIP area." He shrugged lightly....

Then the memories flooded again, to a second, more memorable tea party.
Hatter and the March Hare had always been entertaining hosts and Dormouse made the most excellent tea. Visiting Wonderland again in her 23rd year, Alice, dressed in her best purple and ivory frock, was seated by Hatter, waiting for her time to speak. He had asked a question and had not given enough time for a reply; she had a reply but waited for the eternal drone of chatter to cease. Moments passed, which seemed like minutes, which ...

Disclaimer: Everyone in this story depicted is over the age of 18 legal consenting adults. All work written is 100% mine authentic and raw to to the point.
It's Friday night what a perfect day to go out, destress and chill at the strip club. Wild dancing, partying, and checking out hot girls sounds like the ultimate satisfaction for me. I'm 25 years old and I have never been to a strip club so going tonight will be a big deal....

You Got Mail 5
This is a story of a loving wife learning about her husband's hidden desires and trying to full fill them for him. If you don't like the story don't read it.
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"I can't believe you just did that," my wife exclaimed. "I thought sure you would use your safe word to keep from humiliating yourself and eating like a dog."...

Looking dazed and on the verge of tears, Brooke said to Michelle, "I thought you were my friend."
Michelle replied, "I am your friend, Brookie. But not all friendships are equal on both sides. You should know that better than anyone."
"What are you talking about?"
Now looking serious for the first time, Michelle said, "Self awareness has never been your strong suit, has it? Our friendship has been unequal since we were little girls. You always had to be the one who shined -- often, at my expense. Y...

Roommates Becoming Sisters
I can hear my heels click on the tile floor and feel my bra free tits jiggle and move as I walk to class. I find my usual seat in the tiered lecture hall about halfway down so I can clearly see the board and hear the instructor. As I sit, I hear the soft thud of the metal plug in my ass as it hits the unpadded seat pushing it even deeper into my unaccustomed ass. The cute stud who always sits in front of me turns to flirt as he has before every class since the first week. I've ...

Sam
Sam was actually a little impressed, but not as surprised as most others would be.
Sam would have bet money most other child actresses raised on sets with their helicopter agent mom wouldn't have been able to cope. The majority of them would have told her off when Sam told them to strip down to their underwear. The rest would have balked when she made them expose themselves, or the first time they felt the riding crop sting their skin. Maybe some of them would have made it through the day, but the...

The Retreat
Chapter 7
The next few days were relatively uneventful.
Sara decided to spend some time outside of her room and popped into the Lounge to see what was going on. Looking around, she spotted a small group of people gathered together and laughing at a story Carl was telling.
"... and then she yelled 'I told you not to put that in there!'" he said, mimicking a woman's voice. The group's laughter swept Sara up. She didn't know the full story but chuckled nonetheless. It was more because i...

I signed on. It was Monday night and I had been anticipating our ideo call all day. It had quickly become a part of my weekly routine in the three months we had been talking.
We met online in a chat room - as all good romantic stories start. I wasn't looking for anything specific. You knew exactly what you were looking for, just didn't believe that you would find it.  ...

I've been trying to write something more pretentious, snobbish, and you know what? This headache is going to be the end of me. I'm not really in the mood for complex structures or symbolism. But I need to practice. So, screw it. Let's just write whatever comes to mind. Hope you like... whatever the hell this experiment turns out to be....

This is an approximation of a real story, the names have been changed as my Domme would punish me for sharing a online session. My Domme of 2 years we had got back together after a break a year ago. This was kind of a mutual late nite booty call for both of us. We were planning our time to together, for the next 6 weeks. I had just got home from being out drinking with the lads, I did fix all the drunk spelling!! LOL.. I was very fired up. Our skype chat went something like this:...