bdsm stories and histories

A few years ago I started fooling around with a guy who helped me explore fantasies and kinks I didn't know I had. You know how that can happen with some people? How somehow you can become more yourself through building a relationship with them? Well this guy, we'll call him B, was great for me in a...

(I am still active, but moving to a new home and illnesses had done a number on me, 30+ story drafts are waiting. This story is inspired by the ERPG Justicar by Shirabaru like the predecessor)
"A glorious new day has arisen, and there are butts to spank!"
This line of thought went through A'dalet's ...

Daddy arrives at my house sometimes, late at night. I never know what night he may choose to grace me with his presence and if I'm asleep he'll quietly walk away and go to one of his others, leaving a token on my doorstep so I know I missed him. That's only happened to me once and I'll never let it ...

She had him tied down on the bed, arms above his head, legs spread wide, naked. His athletic but not overly muscular frame and large build struggled against the restraints as she massaged and tormented him rubbing the massage oils deep into his skin matting his chest and leg hairs in the warming oil...

During a period of editing I received an email enquiry about Rachel, to cut a long email short someone wanted to purchase her. Following a series of emails between myself and Rachel's potential new owner a figure was agreed a tasty £1.2m and this included shipping.
By now both Rachel and Linda were ...

Arrival
The young man waited at the door of the surprisingly grand house. He had felt out of place driving his beaten-up car up the sweep of the gravel drive, and now he didn't know what to expect. He would have felt nervous and self-conscious on the best of days. This was not the best of days.
Sara...

The halls were quiet with the night's stillness, with the moon shining in through the scattered windows along the right side of the hallway. Suddenly a woman's shriek broke the silence like a shattered glass.
Immediately the hall lit up with several servants running down the hallway and to their Que...

Submissive in Surrey


Chapter 8


Offer and Acceptance

"I want you to work for me."
The words hung in the air. I became aware of every tiny sensation I would normally perceive only dimly. The cold, perspiring glass I was holding; the slight fragrance of the gin; the bitterness of the tonic water c...

Chapter 51: My Submissive Husband and the Woman I Loved
"They never competed. She never knelt. He never touched. And somehow, it worked—because I remained the sun around which they turned." — Mistress Staci
It wasn't traditional. But neither was I.
He knew his place. She never asked for one.
And so,...

Chapter Four
In fact, in the position she had left me in, I could not even lie down but had to crouch, arms extended slightly outwards and upwards. After half an hour or so, I was feeling the strain and I tried half-standing up for a while but that soon cramped my thighs while I started to realise t...

1. Mary learns about control
Mary woke that morning feeling horny. She was at home alone, as her husband Dan had left to get breakfast for them both. She thought about getting ready for when he came back home, but if she was being honest with herself another idea was coming to her.
Dan had previousl...

Jennifer flopped down on the couch with a sigh, letting her hair out of its tight ponytail. It had been another long day at work, running around making coffee for a series of people with wildly unrealistic expectations for her productivity. If one more jackass with a bluetooth headset snarked that i...

She sips her wine at the kitchen counter while attempting to review the contract again. Every few lines, her mind wanders off, envisioning the acts she's agreeing to.
She had eagerly initialed statement after statement after skimming. By the last page, she had been so desperately aroused, she needed...

This wasn't going to be like the last time, that's what you told me over the phone. Last time you didn't get what you wanted. Last time you left unsatisfied. Last time I really wasn't ready to give you what you needed. The time it'll be much different.
I wondered about that as I was driving there, I...

The Arrival
The boutique door opened with a small chime--soft, refined, almost apologetic. Anca stepped in first, her heels pausing on the threshold. The air was warmer inside, gently perfumed with something floral and faintly resinous. Behind her, Michel closed the door quietly.
She had expected gl...

This chapter is probably going to be frustrating for some readers. I can only say I felt it was the logical progression of their characters.
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Dakota
Dakota was really tempted to go into the bathroom and just force herself to throw up so the urge to do it might calm down. L...

He wheeled the Porsche into a vacant spot and headed for the front door. William Cane was in good shape for forty, both wealthy and physically. Still single, he enjoyed a healthy sex life with a number of lovely ladies but none he would consider giving up the others for. But something was missing, s...

IF IT WOULD PLEASE THE COURT
BY Sizzlebuns
The red and blue lights came from out of nowhere as my bike was purring down the Michigan interstate. I glanced down and watched the speedometer fall from over 90, as I hit the brakes. Crap this wasn't going to be good. The spotlight broke through the midni...

About Rozia: I am originally from a post Soviet country and moved to America in the late 90s. I am a lesbian and was never in any relationship until I arrived in America, as being a lesbian is frowned upon in Eastern European society. Even to this day, my family believe I am heterosexual and just ne...

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Gardener contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote oft...

Come to Bed
Brat Taming, Lesbian, Fingering, Size Difference
"Just let me finish this level!"
Marina rolled her eyes. Kelly had barely looked away from that damn game all week, and it was almost two in the morning. She came up behind the calico's desk chair and rubbed her shoulders. "C'mon sweetie, ...

The Consummate Cuckold - Chap 6
Synopsis
This story is about a husband's willing decent into cuckoldry. Paul is a married, sexually inadequate man unable to satisfy his gorgeous young wife, Jolie, in bed. Although he is good looking and has a slim but muscled physique, he has a small penis and prema...

Chapter One - The Shed
The shed was old. It had been there since we moved in nearly a year ago, and even back then it had been dusty and full of cobwebs.
We'd put some of our garden tools in there, but never cleaned it out.
And that's why I was even more taken aback that she was taking me in there w...

All characters in this story are over the age of 18 and engaging in fully consensual activities. This is a fictional work exploring erotic power exchange dynamics between trusting adults. Any resemblance to real people or events is entirely coincidental.


⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains con...

Chapter 4: Something Spicy, Something Sweet
The Sugar
Ben stirred as he awoke, on the floor of the isolation cell, trussed in a straitjacket, just as he'd done in the last 14 days. Two weeks had passed since he'd come here, two weeks of forced exercise, inventive 'games' where his innermost thoughts...

The boat sways gently in the dark. Above us: a star-filled sky. Around us: only ocean and promises. Below deck: rules you have agreed to, and Masters who know them intimately. We've been at sea for two days. You know this isn't a vacation. This is a trial. A transition. A ritual.
You stand in the ca...

CHAPTER 27: REUNITED
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The next morning saw Maria-Argenta bring Juanita to breakfast on a choke leash; there were tightly knotted leather thongs binding her body and breasts like a harness that had been over-tightened, dimpling her flesh; her wrists were bound to her upper arms and shoulders and her...

February 9th
I noticed the date. It has been a week since I began writing this journal. About 10 days since I was abducted.
I hope that I am progressing on the slave auction. I'm ready.
I still don't know how this works. I fantasize about a live auction in which I am presented to a room full of mast...

(written by Arin, edited and enhanced by Molly)
After a long day at work, as I entered my driveway, something looked wrong. Curious at what my mind had registered, I got out of the car and looked around. There it was on the ground! The rope had fallen off of my flagpole. A little dismayed, I stooped...

"Darla, I'd like to auction you again for charity. As you know, the fetish auction is coming up to benefit the women's shelter. Since we're no longer exclusive I plan to sweeten the pot so to speak by taking your cage off. That should really drive the bidding up. I hope you'll agree. It's for such a...