bdsm stories and histories

One time, my boyfriend and I are playing in bed. We are both naked already. Our bedroom is next to a giant window facing the backyard. We like to leave the shades open for a little extra excitement. I am really in a mood, so I ask him to tie me up. He pulls out our toys and restraints. He ties my limbs one by one until I am stretched helpless spread eagle. He starts to perform oral sex on me, but the doorbell rings. I am nearing an orgasm, so I demand, "Keep going! Don't stop!" He continues, but then the do...

Note - This story features reoccurring characters, Emily and Richard, from another ongoing series titled A Kind and Cruel Dominatrix, as while as a soon-to-be reoccurring character, Noah, that will be introduced to the series in Part 8 of A Kind and Cruel Dominatrix.
Chapter 1: Wednesday
Noah stepped off the transit buss and into the rain, then ran around the corner through the parking lot and into the doctors office....

Alone in the silent semi-darkness. Wrists secured. A rapidly cooling pile of his new mistress's shit covering his face. The unbelievable stench working his nostrils into a quivering, twitching wreck. He experimented with flexing his shoulders lightly but the box was secured firmly to the floor. No way out. No escape....

Chapter Three
Arabella felt sore all over when she was allowed to get up the next morning and she kept her eyes averted from the grinning face of Sergeant Jobson when she encountered him in the corridor. She wondered if Captain Webber would tell him about how she had pleasured him with her tongue and mouth as his cock had slipped in and out of the valley between her breasts and how his salty come had spattered all over her face and chest before he had made her rub it in to her soft white skin. She had ta...

Note: This is a work of fiction for adults only.
As Lucy waited at the door of the cell with her breasts thrust through the iron bars, she wondered what uniform she would wear today. Naked in her cell apart from high heels and her prison pillbox hat, Lucy stood in stillness as she tried to not jingle her nipple bells or clank her ankle chains. Without looking to her side, she knew her cellmate Claire was also presenting her breasts through the bars. Across the hallway, she could see other prisoners in th...

I pull the first box out of my backseat and nudge the door of my truck shut with my elbow.
I carry the box of my broken down bed into my new one floor house, stopping to look out the kitchen window. To the left of my yard is woods and on the other side is my neighbor's yard, separated from mine with a wooden fence. Their yard is about the same size as my own, but has significantly less grass since half of their yard is a pool....

"Ohh Thistle Whistle!" A much too cheery voice called out, deafening the chimes of the front bell. Thistle was fortunate to find herself hidden in the back of her gallery. She was able to brace herself for a moment before the whirlwind found her.
It had been nearly two weeks since Archer had left. Even with Melody around she couldn't help but worry about him. She was stressed out enough that she despised anyone upbeat and cheery. But that voice belonged to Casey, one of her best customers and a genuinely...

We hadn't seen each other in weeks, and I had been teasing him with photos and short videos of all the things he was missing, just trying to get a rise out of him. He responded with a message saying that while he loved getting those dirty pictures and videos, for every one I sent him, he was going to punish me....

The Love Of My Life

Willing Flesh
Book One - Steve & Sarah - 1991
50 lashes
Steve wakes one morning to find a letter addressed to him from Sarah? The shorter of the three tales from a couple of inexperienced bdsm practitioners.
Book Two - Steve, Sarah & Jackie - 1996
80 lashes
Six years later and joined by our mutual lover Jackie, Sarah again finds herself restrained, this time facing eighty lashes as a sadistic streak in Jackie comes out....

I woke up and checked my phone. It was 9am, so I decided to get up and head straight for my computer. I switched it on and then made myself a coffee. I opened up the list and rechecked everything. All my limits, my answers to questions etc. I wanted everything to be correct and honest for Mistress Deb....

A bill that I received had to get paid fast, so I decided to drop the letter with my payment directly off at the post office so it would get there as soon as possible. My friend, the postmaster, saw me and called out, "Chloe... we got in a few new sets of stamps." So I took several minutes looking them over, and bought 2 new sets, which I stored in my purse. When I left the post office, I noticed a pet shop had opened in the nearby strip mall. Being a dog person, a puppy just melts my heart. I had to see if...

I'm sat trembling with anticipation awaiting your arrival home. You told me to be ready for you. I'm in our bedroom on my knees, wrist and ankle cuffs on, blindfolded and naked. I arranged everything on the bed for you. As you walk into the room you smile at me trembling as I hear you breathe in.
"What do we have here?" you exclaim with fake shock....

From the equine facilities to the dorms was a surprisingly short walk up the back of the school and into the left wing, whose balconies overlooked the rolling emerald fields often populated with Ponygirls. One could argue that it was close for the sake of convenience. But 95% of ponies tended to take up residence in the barn. Custom stalls that they were allowed to customize and make their own while making sure they were nearby and available for activities, as well as able to be steeped in the lifestyle of ...

The Maid


Chapter 4

I will enter my diary once again. Yes, I have neglected you, telling my story as I can.
This life has become a blur; my senses seem to revolve around my young mistress, my senses, and my wet, needful quim. Yes, I have taken part in the sin of the flesh that is considered normal in this household. I have been to bed with my mistress, the master of the house, and people visiting our household. Some at the very same time....

The Switch Saga

Part One

Tiffany carefully studied the grain of the wood table in front of her. It was a beast of a table, staggeringly large, staggeringly old and staggeringly expensive. The firm was deeply proud of it, and there was a carefully maintained Google Sheet listing every settlement that had been reached while sitting at it. It sat in the firm's prime conference room, and they wooed all of their most valuable prospective clients in this room and around this table. The founder and m...

All characters are over 18, all sexual acts are consensual, all characters are fictions and the events are fictitious.
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I hold deep, humiliating secrets. The kind that make my thin 5 inch cock throb and my mind wonder if I'm normal? I like it kinky, even cruel. Anything from vanilla, BDSM to a woman standing and peeing on me while she laughs. The more humiliating, the better. But I search out these fantasies online. Message boards, porn sites, anything with a search bar where I could type "femdom",...

Shell waved for Dan to come over, 'All tidy up there Dan, toys washed, cameras sorted out and all that?' Dan nodded. 'God boy, why don't you get yourself a beer or something and relax for a while. Let's have some dinner and just take it easy for an hour.'
Maybe unsurprisingly to some, Dan still looked sheepish and awkward as he walked over towards us, his rigid cock still pointing skyward, naked but for the Oxballs Ballstretcher thing and the cock-ring. His cock was a few shades darker than the rest of h...

Chapter 3

Before her.
And all she wanted all she craved was to feel it. To taste him. To be claimed and remade by his size and power.
Erica moved closer, her steps silent, her eyes on Molly like a conductor watching a masterpiece unfold.
Molly turned her head slightly toward her.
"I..." she whispered, trembling, "I want..."...

Blake laid in their hotel room bed, sleeping like a log. He more or less crashed after they got back from dinner the previous night and had been out since. The sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon, but the early morning was still dark. In the shadowy corner of the room, an unwelcome presence stood. A demonic spirit, it almost appeared as a human woman with a white night gown, but her face was horribly distorted and her eyes were inky black. Her mouth, a gaping void, hung open as she slowly floate...

My name is Jim, and I am a sex addict and heavily into bondage and rough sex. I have used many women in my life so far but, to date, they had all been western women. This is my story of how I turned a shy Asian virgin into my slut.
I had read that sex with Asian women was different, maybe better, than sex with western women. Myth said that they were naturally inclined to be submissive and better and wilder lovers, however, sexual stereotypes abound for women of all ethnicities yet seem to be more extreme...

When I arrived he was at the door at once, spinning me around, taking my bag from me wordlessly at first, then ordering me to remove my shoes but to stay there. I obeyed. I was standing again as he came back and wrapped a powerful arm around me, gripping my throat tightly and pulling me back against his huge, solid body. That's when I noticed the mirror....

Ms Abby's Home For Not-So-Reluctant Anal Sluts
Content Advisory
This story contains heavy BDSM power-exchange, exhibitionism elements, and explicit anal play. Expect degradation language, public humiliation, and consumption of bodily fluids. There are intense scenes of impact play, restraint, and consensual--but edgy--revenge-motivated sex. If themes of ownership, objectification, or power imbalance are triggering, proceed with caution....

My older sister, Jennifer, is already married and has a house with her husband, Jonathon. They are both in their early 30s. I, Katie, am 23 years old and I still live with my parents. Every once in a while, I join them for a game night or something, and I might sleep over in their guest room. They even started calling the guest room, "Katie's room." I even had a spare key to the house....

This continues "The Stables: Marcie's Story" and precedes "The Stables: The Psychotherapist". The first draft was much less kind to the girls. Though The Stables involves some elements of coercion, the girls are mostly prisoners of their own desires. This story begins with Marcie fearing she will be expelled by The Stables. They psychological crux is her desire to stay. I'd like to hear whether readers prefer this to darker possibilities....

It's a cold, windy February Friday night, the kind of cold that cuts through every stitch of clothing, no matter how bundled you are, and leaves you shivering uncontrollably. The only people out tonight after the business day is done are the lovers scurrying to dinner or the movies or maybe a club, their passion keeping them warm against the Arctic air blasting down from Canada. The wind howls outside the 23rd floor hotel window, the city skyline splayed out like glowing jewels with the flurries being whipp...

Once I had opened up the excel sheet I gave it a quick scroll through. It was a pretty hefty document and it almost felt realistic to have it done within the timeframe my Mistress had given me. I sighed and started filling it in, in the hopes it wouldn't take me to long.
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Vanessa
He grabbed my left hand and left foot, cuffing them really quickly together as he untied my hands, followed by my legs. It would be dumb of me to try and make a run for it now. That was what he was expecting and I frankly knew nothing about where we were. It's highly likely we were somewhere very deserted if the length of that drive was anything to go by....

This is a direct follow on from New Job 3, I recommend reading this first. Comments and stars are much appreciated.
"I loved it too, I loved being used before I put the cage on you which I didn't expect. I loved having control of you which I did expect. I had better go to bed, I'm going to my boyfriend's brother's wedding tomorrow. Goodnight." she walked out....

"You're being a brat, you know," He said, just a tiny hint of amusement on his face. His expression also conveyed that he was shifting a bit into a more serious tone; Master.
A slow smile spread across her face. This wasn't unexpected, and perhaps even subconsciously what she wanted. "Yes, Master, you are correct, and I submit myself for punishment" she said demurely yet with a slight sultry tone. She was not doing a very good job at suppressing a grin, to which he tilted his head down to give her a bit ...

Chapter title: Vanessa's Escapades
Vanessa
When we walked inside the sex shop, a young woman wearing a sundress greeted us. She quite politely said hello and then continued on into the store.
The sex shop was filled with every last thing you could think of. There was a wall just for vibrators, an aisle for dildos, a section just for butt stuff, then there was a BDSM section. All different kinds of impact toys, nipple clamps, leashes, gags and so much more. I couldn't even sit and register every sin...