bdsm stories and histories

Charlene April Jennings
Height: 5'6" Weight: 138 Hair: Blond Eyes: Green
Bust: 35 / 37 Waist: 31 Hips: 36 Pubes: Shaven
Age: 34 Married Kids: 0 Partner: Warren
Bra: 36-B Size: 7 Top: L TRAINEE
Chapter 1
As you may know, I'm a captain for a major airline, based out of Atlanta. Usually, I fly the A320...

It was finally summer break. I had just finished one hell of a junior second term and got through by the skin of my teeth, partly because my girlfriend back home dumped my ass three weeks before finals because, "I was too far away." Fucking bitch, she had found another cock to suck, and damn did she...

Damn, I look down at my phone to see that it's already after 12 and you tried to call, but I wasn't available again. I always feel so horrible when I can't be available for you. I send you a quick text "I'm sorry Daddy, today has just been so busy." I see that you gave it a reaction emoji, but nothi...

Chapter 5
As we drove home, she looked very content leaning back in her seat.
"How was it?" I asked her sheepishly, not sure if we were on good enough terms to be that casual yet.
She hesitated briefly and then said, "It was intense. He was really rough with me, but the harder he fucked me, the more...

I have been locked up in chastity for little over a week now. I am getting more and more used to being locked up for longer periods of time. Right now a week at a time is where we are at.
My girlfriend has been my Domme for the past 2 years. She trains me to be her sub. She is very caring and loving...

The Bandit Scout on Newhome
Introduction
Newhome was colonized by Earth hundreds of years ago. Twenty years after the initial landing on Newhome, contact with Earth was lost. The government on Newhome quickly broke down, and order was maintained by large plantations, ranches, and mines. Without an i...

I had seen her on a BDSM dating app, a very nice looking woman aged 26. She was a mixed dutch-chinese with very long hair, dipped to blonde about halfway up. On all her pictures she had bold eyeliner wings and red lipstick. She wore tight black dresses or leather pants and skirts. She was quite shor...

Scene 1 -- The Card
My flight out of O'Hare got canceled at the last minute--snowstorm in Denver, or mechanical failure, or some excuse cooked up to sell travel insurance.
Didn't matter. I was grounded.
I wasn't about to spend the night curled up in some airport hotel with a vending machine dinner a...

SAM
"THE CUCKOLDING!!! Da Dah Dahhhhhhh!"
As we walked back to the car, Leroy beside us, Kayley under my arm. Once again, I found myself unsure.
There had been the uncontrollable white hot arousal when I'd sat in the toilet stall, breathlessly listening to each word that dripped through my phone, fe...

I wrote about Maria, her Aunt and Terry over two years ago and I think I posted somewhere I had two more chapters of her life written. Sadly, I lost them when I upgraded to 365, most certainly my fault, and lost interest in the rewrite.
I recently found chapter 2 and a good bit of chapter 3 on a dat...

First Aid of Course - slave girl sara
Not completely true but largely based on something from last year with a bit of embellishment.
I wondered why my Sir was sending me on a first aid course, not only that, why was I spanked the night before and given five stripes to take with me.
"Hello Sir, I bel...

-- CHAPTER THREE --
The next evening as they sat eating supper, he asked, "Just how far do you want to go with submitting to me? I mean, I've been thinking and you seemed so turned on by the book. Yet, I know fantasy and reality are totally different. Would you really like to go to a place like Rois...

Janice and her husband were at home one Saturday evening when the doorbell rang. She went to see who it was and saw two men standing there. One was very good looking, about six foot four, with a mahogany complexion, slim and wiry in build and with short wavy hair and a well-trimmed moustache. The ot...

My hands were tied tightly in front of me. I was naked and displayed on a kitchen table. My ankles were tied to the legs of the table so that I was perfectly spread apart.
"You look beautiful in this position, baby," Sam purred as he dragged his fingers lazily down my back. The sudden, unexpected to...

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any events or to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All players are over the age of eighteen unless otherwise stated. If you have a problem with bondage or non-consensual sex, go no further! This story is purely for adult f...

Elizabeth Yellum was raised in a house where nothing ever dared to fall out of place. Glass-topped tables gleamed under morning light. Rugs were combed to perfection. Chairs were pushed in, shoes lined up, voices measured. Her mother smelled of rose water and disapproval. Her father spoke more to sp...

This is a story about damsels in distress in the Regency period. It contains non-consensual bondage and bad period dialogue; reader discretion is advised.
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On the whole, Catchpenny Lodge was an unhappy building:—it had no sense of harmony, and many faults. Every thing was either too large or too s...

A balmy breeze blows through the open windows of the car. The midday sun sparkles off the water to the left, and green hills roll up to mountains on the right. I take a deep breath of sea-scented air, my hair blowing in the wind. I glance at my husband driving, then smile to myself and close my eyes...

I need you. And I can tell you need me.
We sit at a small table near an out-of-town bar, up front near the windows. It's a warm summer night, and after an evening stroll we have ducked into this place for a small bite and the cool AC. The black bar stretches halfway down the establishment, century-o...

Missy learns the hard way that late fees come with interest... and Mister always collects.
It was such a pleasant Sunday afternoon. Just me, an oversized sweater, glorious freshly shaved legs, hot green tea, and a tantalizing murder mystery. What more could a girl ask for?
Snuggled into the leather ...

A Bluetooth mishap leaves Missy exposed in the worst way possible... and Mister is far too entertained to let it slide.
So, I have a secret. I swear I'll tell Mister. One day. But for right now- it's just me and the trees that know what I'm about to do.
I'm lying on my stomach on top of the bed, enj...

"Wakey wakey." Kayla whispers in my ear, softly kissing my cheek.
Groggily, I wake up, feeling her weight on top of me and her nails digging into my chest.
I begin to reach for her, before realizing that she's tied me spread eagle to her bed.
My eyes widen, not even having felt her tie me up.
"Oh th...

Authors Note: I thought I would try a straight BDSM story. The chapters were a bit short, so submitting them two at a time. Thanks to Helen1899 for the suggestions which got me started on this.
I hope you enjoy it and I look forward to reading your comments.
All characters involved in sexual activit...

You wounded me deeply, finding some kind of perverse pleasure in it, and I was thinking of all the things I wanted to say - do, while you stood there in the doorway lazily smoking your cigarette.
There was a self-satisfied smirk twisting your lips, and I closed my eyes; picturing me slapping it from...

On Friday morning Carole was a wreck when Mark showed up for her morning ablutions.
Highly aware that her pussy was leaking steady streams out of both sides of her belt from the mix of fear, arousal, embarrassment, humiliation, and excitement that made her feel like she was drowning in a sea of sens...

Chapter One
The unmistakable thud thud thud of marching feet woke Lady Arabella Symes from a deep sleep and she came to with a start, heart pounding under the flimsy silk of her nightgown. She slid out of the four poster bed and rushed to the window and stared out, parting the drapes with her long f...

My fourth gentle femdom experience
(This is a sequel to "My third gentle femdom experience")
Earning a better living -- or not...
Mistress Janet led me to my first visit to the basement -- it was air-conditioned like the other rooms in the house, so a naked slave like me would have no trouble coping...

He awoke before his alarm- his cock aching inside its steel prison. Last night had been a particularly bad one. After watching his required 4 hours of porn every night consisting of studs shooting their loads into soft pussies unprotected by birth control, his cock continually ached from the unyield...

Authors Note: These chapters will make almost no sense if not read in order. If you haven't, I strongly suggest you go back to the introduction and chapter 1.
We continue the story of Clair and Fred's Nursing student friend Regina as they help her explore her Kinks. I've always been fascinated by th...

I Don't Trust Myself
A brand-new m/f male chastity romance :) Expect lots of heavy teasing and boundary talk. All involved characters are enthusiastically consenting and, of course, over 18. Enjoy!
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"Hi! Come on in."
The customer's name was Mika, according to the work form. She turned out to be a...