bdsm stories and histories

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This is a work of pure fantasy; nothing is real, and all characters are adults. Comments are enabled, and all constructive comments are welcomed; even if you think my story sucks, tell me how it sucks so I can improve the story and as an author. Partial credit for his story was based on feedback from a fan, which gave me an idea to take the story in a different direction--innocent my ass....

My name is Alice and I am Daddy's Good Girl. I have written about my experiences before and this time, I'm going to tell you about my latest birthday and the present that Daddy gave me.
Previously, I wrote about how Daddy makes birthdays special occasions for everyone in His family. Daddy puts a lot of thought into creating special events for our birthdays based on how well he understands each of we Good Girls so we all look forward to them....

Ever since as far back as I can recall, I've always been a fan of strong women. That and a number of things shaped my desires over many years. Some triggers are much more powerful than others. Two things that stand out for some reason are women in soft or heavy sweaters and bondage. Combining the two is almost overwhelming but those are different stories. The one I share today is a transition from online roleplay to real life (. or RL as it's called in the online world)....

I didn't even believe in that kind of stuff. But I was falling apart, and desperate people try strange things. I had lost track of how long it had been since the breakup. Or maybe it hadn't been that long. Time didn't feel real anymore, just the same thoughts looping endlessly in my head. Work was worse: every morning I sat in front of the screen hoping some task would pull me in, save me. But it didn't. Nothing did....

The rest of the week passed in a haze of tasks, obedience, and routine. After the intensity of the weekend, things settled into a rhythm. Goddess became increasingly absorbed in planning for her retreat. She spent most evenings on video calls with Mistress Godiva or reviewing online resources, barely acknowledging me except for commands. My days were filled with chore lists, foot massages, laundry, and preparing her meals exactly as she liked them. I didn't question it. I didn't speak unless spoken to. I wa...

In this dream my arms are straight over my head, my wrists are cuffed and the cuffs chained to the ceiling above. I'm naked. A thin tube of hollow glass, about the thickness of an oral thermometer, has been inserted down my penis, with an X of white tape covering the "eye", keeping it inside.
The room I'm in is rather large. I'm alone, for now. The walls are windowless and white, or light grey. The floor is a darker grey--linoleum. The ceiling tiles are white and perforated, broken only by the long beds,...

Chapter Six
Walking upstairs to her room naked and even being inspected by Dawson's dark eyes on the way hardly worried Rachel at all. She also passed one of the maids who giggled for a moment then dropped her eyes to the floor hurriedly when she noticed Miss Caine following Rachel a few paces behind....

"Alright, so let's lay the ground rules first," She says to me and the two men beside us. She has been my friend for several years, but I have clearly misjudged her. With her bouncy blonde curls, innocent blue eyes, shy grin and easy laughter, I'd always pegged her as charming, naive, and a little prim - the perfect foil to her gregarious but sometimes broody husband. She's a good foil for me too: when we go bar hopping together, men can't help but admire us. She's almost a foot shorter than me, but we both...

Author's Note: This is a rewrite of an older story of mine simply called "The Contract". You are still free to read the original, it's available on my profile, but I plan for this to be a newer and more "definitive" version. Keeping with the spirit of the original, this is also going to be less plot-driven and more "straight to point porn"....

Laura was terrified when she approached Sister Margaret.
Sister Margaret was just so perfect, a model of piety, diligence and obedience that any novice of the order might idolize. Laura had done so over since she first caught sight of her; at mealtime, reading out that evening's scripture reading while the others ate in silence, Margaret's cherry red lips going up and down as the Latin phrases came tumbling out of her mouth....

Time passed in a flash after that weekend at the lake house when Anna had dangled the offer of... well, I'm not exactly sure what, but... More. Summer was a busy time for us both, and we only saw each other twice over the next couple months. The first time, she was friendly and charming, yet she didn't administer even one of her electrifying touches. Anna had never bothered to go out of her way to find ways to make physical contact, preferring to take advantage of opportunities as they presented themselves,...

All good things must come to an end, and Steve's latest vacation with Alice and Kate was no exception. With the prospect of separation looming, he found himself gripped by a sense of imminent loss. He didn't want to leave the little family unit that was growing between them. In a fit of misguided nostalgia, he asked the girls to bind him to the table again before he left, so he could re-enact the thrill of his very first meeting with the kinky couple. When they suggested that he wait until next time, asking...

I try to take a moment to catch my breath but suddenly my gag is pulled down and there is a pussy settling over my mouth. I lick her wet slit, tasting her sweet, salty juices on my tongue. I flick her clit with my tongue, and she gasps, grinding her pussy onto my face. I start thrusting my tongue into her cunt, occasionally licking through her folds and flicking her clit. Suddenly I jump, a hand running down my inner thighs before a sharp slap comes down. I shriek into the dripping cunt on my face and she g...

We were watching tv, and my occasional fuck friend told me to take my panties off, spread my legs and pull up my dress so he could see. He left me like that for a while. Then, he told me to take out his cock, but not to touch it. He commented on my watering mouth, and me wanting his cock. He told me to spread my legs wider. We continued to "watch" the movie. Suddenly, he grabbed a handful of hair on the back of my head and jerked me down to his cock and said, "Suck it!" He pulled my dress up exposing all of...

Strip," Sir said as he walked through the door. He knew the only reason I was dress, when he arrived home was because I did something he might not approve of. He didn't even look at me as my top and shorts fell to the ground. So I stood there, hands behind my back, quietly waiting for him to tell me what he wants me to do next. It wasn't until I shifted my weight slightly that his eyes slowed and he finally looked at me. And said speak. I spoke still shifting my weight back and forth....

You're still trembling when I enter the chamber.
The scent of him hangs heavy in the air -- his cum still inside you. You reek of sin and satisfaction. And I let it happen. I watched you take him. I gave the nod. But what you did after? That wasn't part of the agreement.
You didn't ask to keep it inside....

Chapter 34: The duke of Frostfeld
Excuse me, milord."
The next morning Corantin was woke up not by Emily's expert tongue work but by the apological words of a maid.
"Hum what is it, why do you disturb master in his bedroom?" the one who answered was Emily, not Corantin, who had recognized one of her junior....

Mistress verbally humiliates your wifey in her dungeon.
On a late Friday evening, wifey walks into the dungeon of a dominatrix to rescue her husband from the clutches of his mistress. Wifey is dressed in a power business suit and her feet are tightly strapped in black stilettoes. She has a stern look on her face and is ready to intimidate hubby's domina. But the mistress has other plans for her and begins to convince, intimidate, reprimand and instruct wifey in the following manner:...

Sally and her Mistresses 03

Thank you for opening this story, and a special thanks to those who have read the first two parts. In this instalment the cast remains very small, as Sally, Maude and Mikaela develop their relationship. Although it is still consensual, there is an increasing sense that Sally has no clear idea of what awaits her, so I make no apology, this time, for putting the story in the "non-con" category. We will go further- I hope together- in part four....

BUY ONE, GET ONE FREE
As my eyes slowly opened, and my body returned into the condition of full consciousness, I became aware that all was not well. For I was lying upon a bed, one that was definitely not my own. For one thing since when had I bought and possessed a bedsheet made from the purest shimming satin, as was the one that I currently residing upon, delighting upon its delightful feel against the skin of my body? However, it was when I tried to rise, with the intention of leaving this strange, if...

All characters are consenting 18+ adults
Chloe yelped in surprise and cried out as she felt her Mistress's hand come down on her butt harshly. She tried to pull on her restraints but found each of her wrists and ankles locked securely into place. The newest addition to Michael and Olivia's spare room which they had now named 'The puppy's room' was a large black spanking bench. That was what Chloe found herself bent over now. It had a simple black design and pushed her butt high up into the air, making it...

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. It is intended for mature audiences only. Any similarities to actual events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All players are over the age of eighteen unless otherwise stated. If you have a problem with any of the following: non-consensual bondage, female on female sexual encounters, or powerful men seducing women, please read no further!...

On a bright Saturday morning, Kirsty enjoys a leisurely shower while waiting for her man to arrive. Dabs on the perfume he likes and appraises her reflection in the mirror. Amid stirrings of desire, she's apprehensive, a mix of trepidation and good old-fashioned lust. Kirsty hears the key in the lock and footfalls across the hall....

She stands naked in the center of the dungeon. Her stilettos elongate her slender legs spread wide, her ankles cuffed to bolts at the floor. Her arms are crossed and tied behind her back. She is blindfolded and a ball-gag fills her mouth. Clover clamps bite into her swollen nipples. Her ass is plugged, and a dildo protrudes lewdly from her dripping pussy. There are red marks on her ass and thighs. She has nearly reached her limits, but she's not quite there yet....

Chapter 2 - Steve/Pup Zeus
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Steve shrugged out of his clothes, placing them on the bench in front of him. Like the rest of the facility, the changing room was warm, but the process of undressing in a public place made a shiver run up his spine.
'Nervous?' Mark asked, who was also undressing along the bench. They had a private changing room so their voices echoed off the sparse walls; the hustle and bustle of the other parts of the building were shut out....

Despite the room being warm at best, Natalie was feeling hot all over. Being bound naked had the tendency to do that to her. Especially being bound to another slave girl who was just as naked and very obviously horny.
Not that Natalie was any better in that regard.
She wasn't starved for sex like during the many, many times when Mistress had teased her to the brink of insanity just for the fun of seeing her shiver with frustrated need. But while her last sexual relief wasn't that far in the past, Mist...

This story contains graphic descriptions of semi-consensual corporal punishment and descriptions of caning, strapping, and whipping. If this offends you, you may prefer to stop reading.
None of the characters depicted are real, and any similarity to real places or people, living or dead, is purely coincidental....

I couldn't believe that I was finally here, walking up the tree-lined street towards the address that Master T had e-mailed me, along with my instructions of what to wear and what to bring in my small carry-on bag. I had flown halfway across the continent to be a submissive to a kinky couple I'd met on deviantArt. We had become on-line friends after liking each others stories and images, yet we hadn't even spoken on the telephone to each other! They were married and were switches, with the female being the ...

Chapter 3
Sara was happier and happier as the months rolled on. The only stress she had was having to sell her house which took several months. Even though she was given three hours off, twice a week, to deal with the sale and her other assets, she felt it only right that when she got home, she made up that time and kept to the household chores schedule. After all, as the maid, she saw that as her duty. More so, she loved the fact that she was now thinking of her mistress's house as her home, and not her...

WHAT HAPPENS IN RENO...
How in the hell did he get himself in this position? How was he going to get out of it? All these were going through Phillip's mind as time clicked on. It had all started out as an excited business trip to Reno; he had looked forward to for weeks. It wasn't his first trip to Reno, and he had prepared to make this trip as awesome as his last one....