bdsm stories and histories

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.
Warning, the story is getting even more sadistic. Enjoy.
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Fred overslept. "OH SHIT!" He awakened with a start. ...

Day 3
I woke up next to Racheal, carefully got out of bed then went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Then I went out to the living room, Amanda and Victoria were already awake. I greeted them then went to work making breakfast, I noticed that coffee had already been made. While fixing breakfast Be...

Sean pulled a seat up at the hotel bar and put his suitcase to one side. It'd been a long day and the only thing on his mind was a cold pint of Guinness.
The place was empty. There appeared to be no formal reception at this small establishment in this backwater part of the country known as Peterhead...

Agent Fatale : Payback
Sandra meets some old friends.
Dear readers, this is my first story in this language. There are 9 more parts in german language. Please be merciful if not every word could be translated correctly.
A short description:
Sandra Morales is the main character. She is 27 years and h...

Chapter 31: To claim a catgirl
Corantin was back in his dungeon admiring his latest catch. Amari had been put in the training room this morning and now had to wait with no information on who had brought her yet.
As per his instructions, at dawn, she had been forced to kneel on the floor. Then she wa...

I look up as the door to my office beeps and opens. It's Hannah, of course. She's the only one who never knocks. I'm always leaving her stuff behind when I head home, so she persuaded the IT guys that, since she's my fiancée and co-worker, it was okay to add my door to her card.
"Lunch?" I ask, alre...

Sir didn't waste a second.
The cuffs came free with a few quick, practised motions--click, snap, release. Her arms dropped like dead weight, thudding limply to her sides. She sagged, too far gone to hold herself up. Her legs gave out.
But he was already there, catching her before she collapsed. Thos...

This is the beginning of a shared journey between a Dom, his Alpha submissive, and their little sub--each bound by choice, by trust.
A lesson begins: how pain forges devotion, how obedience shapes desire, and how every bruise can become a crown.
This story is raw, consensual, and built on respect.
-...

CAPTURED TO ORDER
I suddenly became aware of a change in my female companion's demeanour, as first she climbed upon my body, together with her own laying upon her large, luxurious bed. Sitting herself down on my chest, making it extremely difficult for me to move, let alone resist whatever she plann...

As they left the tattoo shop, Amanda noticed that there were more people out now and everyone was starring at the blonde girl cuffed and on a leash. To make matters worse Beth stopped at the same coffee shop and stood in line holding the leash as she tried to decide what she wanted. Meanwhile Amanda...

Chapter 36: The Men Who Wanted What He Had
"They didn't always understand it. But they felt it--my power, his devotion. And it stirred something they couldn't name."
-- Mistress Staci
Men noticed.
They didn't always know what they were seeing.
But they felt it--my presence, his submission, the way w...

So that's what I did, I washed my hair in a bowl of my piss, at the end with Master helping pour it as I leant to one side over the kitchen sink to keep it off my cum covered face. Then I just leant back against the worktop, piss streaming from my hair and down my body as my Master took some photos....

THIRTY
'Revisit'
"Hey, Dad."
"Sweet."
"I'm a little later, but I'm on my way."
"Sure. OK. I wasn't worried."
"Yeah, I know, but..."
"Yeah."
"Well, I stopped in at Kraters' on the way home - pick up somma that Harrar."
"Cool. That'll be good."
"Well, yeah... "
"What's up, Sweet?"
"OK, so I ran into H...

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I can only write if my Mistress allows it, so further updates and stories are up to her, not me. I am grateful that she given me permission to release this story.
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February 8th
It was a different master that woke me this morning. The Black Master. I was kind of awake already, but hadn't gotten out of bed.
He was less brusque than the other handlers. He even allowed me to give him a blowjob, which was a nice way of starting the morning. It did have the down sid...

To remind you, I set out to write the perfect four-page story and end up droning on for many more than that. There are some comments to the earlier chapters. My take-aways are a. People seem to enjoy the story so far. I will take their 'likes' as confirmation though many are silent and do not commen...

(written by Arin, edited and enhanced by Molly)
"Let's face it, Melanie... your life has grown dull," I muttered quietly to myself. Yes, I had a lucrative life, with a highly regarded career as a top sales representative. But that didn't currently make it any less dull. "Week after week, doing the s...

Late.
Late. Late. Late.
They aren't supposed to be working on Saturday, but there's Monday's meeting and the other girl sprained her ankle. Impressively. She had just come from the girl's house to pick up paperwork and there were colors in her skin that weren't in a box of 64 count Crayola crayons.
...

Chapter Eight
Vespa was just about able to walk when the door was unbolted and the powerful figure of the black man stepped back inside the tiny shower room. He grasped her arm, fingers digging into the flesh and led her back down the corridor a little way then unbolted a door on the side.
"Time for...

Chapter 7
I told her we would step out of our play while we had our meal and to dress in normal street clothes so she went back to her room. When she reappeared, gone was the elegant beauty from before and instead she was dressed in a pair of loose fitting sweets, trainers and a hoodie. I was disapp...

"Experience and a few surprises it feels like."
Six fucking weeks is a long ass time to go without... well, fucking ass.
Alright, in the scheme of things, waiting out the full six weeks for my various piercings to heal isn't THAT bad, After all, it was only late spring and, in spite of a few warm da...

The feel of your fingertips tracing the soft curve of my lips is electric. Like every nerve in my body is connected to that single spot. So much so that I miss your words the first time. I do, however, notice the look of amusement followed by a stern lift of your brow.
My flush is instant and spread...

Eve
Another week came and went. Scott ended his week of having to do extra housework. In truth I was slightly bored out of my mind. But I did enjoy the extra free time to do whatever I wanted to do rather than having to do the things that I had to do. We had planned for me to be naked while we playe...

Tomorrow I want you to think about how best to worship the throbbing problem you're causing me. What words to use. What makeup to wear. You said you like your lipstick. What's your best cock slurping lipstick or gloss? I need to know how you'd try to impress me before I can see how much re-education...

Dan would be home in 20 minutes or so, I thought through a fog of desire. Dan with his hairless body for me to explore, the cock cage and ball weights to play with, today's adventures to tell him about, and my photos to show him. And of course, the icing on the cake; the news that on Sunday I'd be o...

Chapter 33: When He Slipped--and I Corrected Him
"He wasn't perfect. But he was correctable. And that made all the difference."
-- Mistress Staci
He didn't fail often.
But when he did, I never ignored it.
I didn't yell. I didn't guilt. I didn't lecture.
I corrected.
Because even in a marriage as str...

Ever since Jason had invited her to semi-move in, Sylvia had been bouncing between being thrilled and being apprehensive. "Semi" move in meant that she had brought some clothes and personal belongings, but hadn't cleaned out her apartment or given her notice; the move was intended as something of an...

The door clicked open, and Celine stepped into the apartment dorm, the cool air brushing over her skin still damp from sweat. Her duffel bag hit the floor with a soft thud, and she ran a hand through her messy hair as she kicked off her sneakers.
It had been a long day--back-to-back classes, then a ...

I could see Rachel was pretty fucked off, wouldn't you be? Turn up for a modelling session get tied up then told its all fake, and that the rest of your life belongs to someone else. Yes she was pissed.
Rachel was tied to the Victorian pole, but now it was going to get interesting. I attached a vibr...

Chapter Eight
After recovering from her delightful orgasm, Ella stood up on shaky legs and surveyed her two slaves with some amusement as they lay exhausted on the floor. Despite her satisfaction with their efforts, she decided that she needed to punish Luke for coming before he was allowed and a sm...