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Chapter Three
I awoke stiff and sore after an uncomfortable night outside in the kennel. Although it was early July, it had got quite chilly during the wee small hours and I had burrowed down into the smelly old blankets in the kennel and then wrapped them around me. I had no idea of the time althou...

Chapter 30: The Men I Did Let Inside
"He was the only man who would never fuck me. And that made every other man a threat he could never name." — Mistress Staci
I told him early:
"You will never be inside me."
And he believed me. But what he didn't know at first—what I let unfold slowly, deliciously...

Context
The short stories that I wrote to my Wife for Her to read are being shared here are some of the experiences that i have enjoyed with my Wife, Ms Raven. This is my first attempt to put these memories and experiences to words and first time that I am sharing them with hope of reaching like min...

[The latest story in the saga of one woman's long sexual odyssey]
I'm sitting at the outdoor table on my covered porch, sipping my first cup of coffee of the day. I gaze out at the morning sunlight slanting low across my backyard and watch a gentle breeze shake the leaves in the surrounding trees. I...

Chapter One
We were finally on our way. My wife and I were uncharacteristically quiet as we drove to town. We were heading to meet a new friend for the first time. We had met on a fairly well-known adult meeting site.
This all started with a fantasy that I shared with her. We had played around toget...

Day 2
I woke up the next morning to Victoria with one hand stroking my hair and the other rubbing between my breasts. Then she switched from between my breasts to on them. Stroking them along the bottom and then the sides.
She finally said "Good morning darling." With a smile across her face. Then A...

The Shape of Surrender (Ch. 05)
soppingwetpanties
This is Scott's unrequited fantasy of female domination.
Thank you Scott and Frank.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or ...

Being a housekeeper wasn't easy for Katie, but she made it work. After a few years of positive reviews and word of mouth, her business was booming, but it seemed like she was still struggling to get by.
She took off a week to be with her family for the holidays and the lack of revenue for the week h...

Gothic Plum
"Time to get ready," he says, leaving her embrace to pull on his trousers. "I'll be downstairs."
She waits, tangled in the sheets, savoring his backside as he walks away. So easy for him to get dressed up.
In the bathroom, she breathes in his lingering scent. Her back arches, recalling h...

The first rays of morning sunlight slipped between the curtains, brushing Sina's face with a soft, ticklish warmth. She scrunched her nose against it, half-heartedly trying to burrow deeper into the covers before blinking her heavy eyes open. For a moment, she simply lay there, blinking lazily at th...

"You haven't really told me where we're going."
"Don't worry, you're gonna enjoy it."
"I mean, you did say it was a party, but you didn't go into detail."
"Just shush. It'll be fun."
Heath couldn't really do anything except sit in the passenger seat of Jen's car, wallowing in the lack of answers he ...

My mistress had dropped me off at her friend's house for the amusement of the friend and the friend's two guests. "He's yours for the hour. He needs a very thorough punishment. I'll be back in fifty minutes to add my contribution to the beating."
I had been deposited kneeling on the floor in front o...

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.
Clair and Fred are in their sophomore year of college. After a slow start, the story becomes more intense and sado/masochistic. Enjoy.
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Chapter 27: When I Punished Him for My Pleasure
"Discipline isn't always about failure. Sometimes, it's about desire." — Mistress Staci
He hadn't done anything wrong.
That night, after my friends left, he was as composed and graceful as ever—cleaned the dishes, folded blankets, checked the doors, an...

Wrists bound to posts of a bed I lie facing pillows trying not to shudder at the clack of heels that circle and nip me like I'm prey. I try and crane my neck around to catch glimpses of her Beautifully curved body. She catches my eyes with a smirk and presses my face down while raising up my hips te...

He was the third submissive she'd seen that day. The thirteenth since she'd locked me in this cursed box. Trapped in the small prison in the corner of her dungeon with barely space to move tired muscles. Forced to curl in darkness, until she opened a slot. If I was lucky my head poked out into fresh...

This story is about punishment: female on male. There's no sex. If that's your thing, welcome to my small and exclusive club, and please read on. If it's not your thing, you're probably going to be disappointed.
If you enjoy my writing, or even find it arousing, please leave me a comment or message ...

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Just Another Day
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Service
Ben followed along as Master led him with the leash towards her dining room, stopping at the head of the large dining table where some toys and equipment...

I run my hand along your face, down your neck and naked chest. Your body writhes in protest and pleasure. You are seated in front of me, hands restrained around the back of the chair by a pair of steel Smith & Wesson cuffs. Only the strongest for my defiant slut. Your thighs are spread wide open, fe...

Chapter 24: Our Contract Becomes a Life
"He lived to serve. I lived to be served. Everything else was life unfolding." — Mistress Staci
There was no formal contract. No checklist. No ceremony. No negotiation.
He moved in. He stayed. He obeyed. And I let him.
That was our contract.
It wasn't written ...

February 6th
I awoke of my own accord this morning and was surprisingly refreshed. The rest was just what my aching body needed. Sure my ass was still a little tender, but I would just have to be a good girl to avoid another whipping.
I was using the toilet when David entered the room. That was conv...

A soft knock at the door alerted the Queen that her summoned slave had finally arrived. A devilish smile graced her lips as she called out for the slave to enter her room. In walked a slender yet muscular man, his head bowed and his hands clasped behind his back. Like all slaves, he lacked clothing,...

I had second thoughts about auctioning off Linda, with all the preparation I had undertaken to get her I decided to keep her a bit longer.
Linda was going to be stored in a cage, this cage would be long enough for her to stand up in but it was only 450mm wide by 450mm deep. This limited her movement...

You Bring the Darkness

You bring the darkness, wrapped around me.
Nothing to do for it. I stretch my senses. Hardwood creaks.
You bring silence, rolled and plugged.
Nothing to do for it. I stretch my senses. A breeze prickles my arm. You're close. I can feel it.
You bring touch, electric. Your palm...

"Our Father who art in Heaven!"
Daniel Dale prays desperately. His sweaty and trembling hands folded in prayer as his family farm's tool shed is lifted from the ground. It was the closest cover he could find after returning home. The tornado struck fast and without warning.
Daniel prays and prepares...

Three Months Later
Dakota
"Slave, present yourself!"
Dakota stood, her legs spread, her arms crossed behind her back, chin up, with her chest thrust out.
Her master rose from the dining room table, turned and looked at her while he sipped his coffee.
He kept looking.
His coffee cup was still stopped...

It's insane the pressure I can feel between the two of us, even after all this time apart. The coincidence is huge, that we are both here at the same place, all these years later. Maybe such a strong connection can cause these coincidences, I ponder, as I catch myself watching you from across the hu...

Then, like most people with nothing to do these days, I reached for my phone. Facebook notifications, meh. News feed, meh. Weather, meh. Emails - Witchery, eBay, ANZ, Paul.... Paul! My Master had emailed me! Half an hour ago!
I immediately opened it but very quickly realised that this was a substant...

Selena was the perfect roommate for me. She paid the rent on time. She had no problems helping to keep the house clean. She didn't eat any of my food unless I offered it and even shared her own at times. She never made too much noise (more on that in a bit) or in general do anything that one might c...