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Chapter 12: He Watched Me With Another
"The one who loves less holds the power."
-- Robert Greene
This wasn't planned.
Not exactly.
We were out with friends--some old, some new. One man there I had known before I ever met my submissive. Charming. Loud. Just rough enough around the edges to be tempti...

It's my second session with Vu and I'm almost completely restrained, in a chair, in a spare bedroom in his apartment. He's modified this chair exactly for this sort of thing. I'm sitting about 6 inches higher than the original seat on what I think used to be the platform for a rimming bench. Sort of...

After months, maybe longer, of texting, sexting, sharing every dark kinky twisted fantasy, exposing my inner cravings and desires, I finally work up the courage to meet you for a drink.
My brain is telling me to run. Leave. Get out before I meet you. But I remind myself of our agreement. One drink. ...

I had just turned onto the highway after leaving my doctor's place when the SUV behind me started honking their horn, flashing their lights and waving out their windows. It looked like there were two people in the car and I thought that maybe something was wrong with the rear end of my truck so I sl...

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.
Life, for Jill, settles into a routine, including her regular Tennis day. Enjoy.
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After letting Jill re...

At work on Thursday, I'm possessed with a focus I haven't had in some time. I keep my thoughts just on work, because I know I have all evening to make my plans. That night I go and do some shopping, getting some things I will need for the next night.
Friday was a different story. Fortunately I had d...

Deep Down in the Depths of Servitude
Forward
When the paths of a strong and practiced BDSM Dominant and an adventurous and willing but green submissive collide, the result can be a fantastic and wild playdate, but it can also turn into a challenging, risky, and reckless one. Some would call what I a...

Chapter 3 -- Romano Pain Games
The night sky was sparkling with the stars, Sarah's face illuminated by the soft lights sounding her and Antoni. Her long white dress was perfect for a bride standing next to her husband to be in a black suit. She smiled widely overjoyed to finally marry Antoni repeati...

Chapter Six
The abrupt and noisy rattling of her cell bars awoke Emilia and she started, eyes opening and taking in her unfamiliar surroundings as memories flooded back into her brain. She swivelled her head and saw the other girls kneeling down and then bending forward, breasts swaying gracefully, ...

Notes to reader:
I went with BDSM, but please note there is also a fantasy element. If Vampires turn you off, look away now!
You will get more from these characters if you read the stories in order, but it's not compulsory.
Tess-O'Meter -- Green.
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Ana filled her lungs with icy air and smiled. The ...

Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction, some details described in this story can be seen as extreme body modification. If body modification, tattooing and piercing isn't your thing, please choose another story.
Chapter I:
My wife, Sally, and I had been trying for many years to have a child, afte...

A sudden round of applause made Vespa jerk her head up and she found that the wooden door which had been hidden behind the curtain had swung open and a massive black man clad in a pair of dungarees was stepping through. A mask covered his face and he was carrying a heavy, metal toolbox which he set ...

CHAPTER 18: THE SPOILS OF VICTORY
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After the match between the Caballeras Azuls and the Jaguars, Don Hernan threw a party on the lawn beside the Hacienda.
This was intended to be a relaxed affair; champagne and an elegant buffet served by waitresses wearing nothing more than toe boots and steel col...

Chapter 10
Her waist was strapped to a lumbar support, holding her erect. She could feel straps on her head holding it to some sort of head rest. Her throat was surrounded by a very snug padded strap holding it to the head rest. She wasn't uncomfortable, considering her predicament.
As she sat, she ...

My wife, Suzanne, was always shy about attending a sex club until she reached her 50s when suddenly her sex drive increased rapidly and surpassed anything I could do to satisfy. We had started to watch more porn, not exactly pushing the boat out, I admit, but she had never previously been interested...

Then she said,
"If you want to come, you must let me whip your cock and balls."
I smiled and told her "Pleasure has a high price with you."
"Oh, you have no idea", she replied with a smile, then she looked at me and asked: "So, are you in?". I smiled back and confirmed, "I'm in." She stood up and go...

Sometimes you just need to take a break from the stresses of the week. Tori knew this all too well. She knew the BEST way to relax...
... chilling in the sun with an ice-cold mixed drink and a shiny black string bikini.
Lounging at the pool in her backyard, she could feel the cool breeze as her mind...

Breathe
Saturday, 8:38 PM
"Farah. Take your clothes off. Slowly."
She'd anticipated this. Three hours earlier, preparing herself for her Dark Prince, she took meticulous care to clean and exfoliate her entire body, scrubbing places she knew he might linger with his hands or mouth. She oiled her skin...

Chapter 6: The Ritual of Ownership
"Touch has a memory."
-- John Keats
He was never formally invited to move in. He just did and I allowed it.
That was how our relationship often worked. We didn't negotiate or define. We understood. It was an instinctive rhythm between us--a current we both felt, ev...

Charlotte only vaguely remembered getting home though as the day wore on, her memory came back to her. Someone had put her limp naked body in the back of a car and driven her to her apartment. She gingerly walked to the bathroom to survey the damage.
In the mirror, she was startled by what she saw. ...

Author's Note: This is a shortish little piece I wrote largely for my own amusement. For some reason, an image got stuck in my mind of a door opening to reveal a bound woman impaled on a dildo pole, and I wanted to write a story around how she might have gotten into such a predicament. The woman-as-...

I met Cheri when she was about to graduate high school, I had graduated two years prior. Although I was pals with her cousins, I'd never actually met her; however, I had heard a few guys talk about her.
Cheri was a gorgeous girl with the looks of a beautiful gypsy. Long, thick, wavy, dark-brunette h...

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Content Warning: Under BDSM, the elements of Domination/submission, impact play and verbal degradation/humiliation is explicitly and graphically written here. Readers' discretion are adviced.
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Chapter 9
Mike's lazy strokes sank into my cunt soon after and began to thrust in rhythm. At first, it w...

This is a story of a loving wife learning about her husband's hidden desires and trying to full fill them for him. If you don't like the story don't read it.
Not sure how long it has been, but here I am standing naked tied to pole in my living room with a fake cock in my mouth and no matter how hard...

My name is Sam, and I've been submissive since my first sexual inklings. In high school and college, I found myself attracted to women more because of their confidence - even arrogance - than because of anything physical about them. A woman who expected me to do whatever she wanted and had no intere...

"Mistress, what are you planning?" Honesty asked as she stood naked but for her collar, as her mistress was attempting to blindfold her. For Honesty this was a familiar, if now unusual scene, aside from being in a room she hadn't been in before, inside the penthouse she had barely ever visited.
"Jus...

Amy had been visiting him for 10 years, but she still didn't know his name. She hadn't even asked. The contract was very clear that he decides what they talk about on June 12th every year - the only day they were allowed to see each other.
Today was June 12th, and she was ready. Waiting a full year ...

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.
Helen continues to put Jill through a sort of 'hell week' focusing on predicament bondage and position training. Enjoy.
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It's been 10 years...
I can hear the music bumping from the open door of the club. I tighten the belt of my jacket. It wouldn't do for it to come open on the street and reveal what's underneath.
The line is much longer than it used to be. I stuff my hands in my pockets and stand with everyone else. ...