bdsm stories and histories

Prolog:
The developments of Turtle Creek and Turtle Bay have new leadership, hope in their new Grand Supreme Mistress Funtashia.
Right after Hades Night the honeymoon period began with a week of "normal" relationships, legally married couples (or those involved significant relationships) spending a week together reacquainting themselves after two weeks of mixed up, kinked up, sexed up, mixed group orgies....

Scene: Through the Lens
Ethan had filmed a lot of scenes.
It wasn't what he thought he'd be doing by now. Not by a long shot.
He had big plans once. Thought he'd be working on real productions--indie films, maybe a gritty docuseries, something with artistic merit. But adulting was expensive, and unpaid passion projects didn't keep the lights on....

Chapter Eight
Emma returned to her mistress' bedchamber after giving herself a quick wash down with a flannel and she then made the bed before she was dismissed with strict instructions to return about half an hour before lunch.
"By that time, I should have finished this blasted letter!" expostulated Amanda in annoyance, scratching her temple thoughtfully as she tried to think of the right words to use....

Continued from Chapter 3...
After that wild, reckless night with Harris and Daniel, life settled into a steady rhythm.
And my cam shows? Now done in the privacy of my new house. The money flowed and the viewers were loyal, and I finally felt like I had control.
But let's be real, nothing stays smooth forever. Trouble was coming. And this time, I wasn't going to run from it....

I was reading a book when I heard footsteps on the other side of the door.
Keys jingled. As soon as the lock disengaged, Ms. Rouge barged into the apartment.
Behind her stood a tall, skinny man wearing glasses. Tattoos covered his arms. I recognized a mermaid, a ship's wheel, a pirate, and an anchor. In his left hand, he held a small briefcase....

Part Three
When Valerie finally got home she was exhausted. She dropped her ruined coat just inside the front door and sloughed off her heels. She didn't even bother to lock the front door or set the alarm. What could happen? Someone come rape her? It made her laugh.
Instead she poured a glass of wine while the bath tub was filling with hot scented bubbles. She slipped into the comforting water with a sigh......

Chapter Nine
As the week wore on, Emma found herself becoming more and more accustomed to her new life as a servant and the modern world with all its cares and worries and stress seemed to slide further and further away into a dark corner of her mind. Even thought her duties were onerous and exhausting, she found herself enjoying them and relishing the new tasks that came her way. Her dark delight in submitting to someone else and thus not being responsible for what occurred flourished as Miss Amanda had...

There were so many women. Mostly middle-aged white women, a couple of thirty year-olds and one over sixty, at least. So many pairs of eyes fixed on me as Mistress Morgan led me into the room.
She had told me it would be easier for everyone if I wore a hood. Being hooded would help them relate to me as a thing, an object. Some thing, rather than someone, and it would help me disassociate and get into subspace easier. Just being led naked, collared and hooded on the end of a leash, into the middle of a gro...

Finally, i got the courage to go forward with one of my kinkyest fetishes - I was going to be a maid for a week. But all preparations started a few weeks before the day.
First, I had to apply to service Mistress Saphira through her website. After a few days I received a questionnaire where I should specify all my limits and explain my previous experiences. In fact it was more a kind of contract specifying all that was mandatory and a few optional things. It also asked me to describe my fantasies and to s...

THAI DREAMS

Warning: This is a story about the thriving sex businesses in Thailand. There are harsh scenes of activity not seen in the US. Everyone in this story is 18 or older and participating in these scenes with their own consent. However, they are harsher and sometimes brutal. If harsh sex with fetishes aren't your cup of tea, please don't read this. WARNING!...

Finally, she's in bed. Feeling every bit of the day in her bones. Fatigue lines her hips, her lower back, her calves -- a leg session right after an eight-hour shift can do that. Soft rain outside, lush, soothing. She pulls the covers up to her chin.
She should be falling asleep before her head hits the pillow. But instead, she's fidgeting, eyes darting around the fuzzy contours of the dark room. Soft green numerals of the alarm clock grinning at her cheekily: 1:41AM....

A short story of the time my ex-girlfriend showed up at my college apartment and challenged me to a sexual supremacy match (first to cum wins).
Realism Rating: 4 stars.
"Jamie" and I really did date for just under a year. I met her on a study-abroad trip my freshman year. We dated until spring semester of my sophomore year. We really did "play-wrestle" as a form of foreplay more than once. On one of those occasions, she pinned me down, sat on my face, and made me go down on her....

"There's nothing terribly hard about it," Kate explained. "We need an extra pair of hands more than anything. If you can change a few entries on a website, drive a van, fold clothes, and take a decent photograph then you're more than qualified to do the job."
Steve grunted an affirmative, trying to sound like he was paying attention. It wasn't that he wasn't interested in what Kate had to say. She was outlining the path to a shared future with herself and Alice after all. It was just that after ten minut...

Daddy has declared that he's taking me on a date today. We live in a small, rural town and there's not a whole lot to do here so I'm assuming we're going to one of the larger cities nearby. I'm not wearing anything fancy (we're not fancy kind of people), just a crop top, jeans and birkenstocks. Daddy said I look presentable enough so I don't change before we go....

He hasn't given me a single direction in what feels like an eternity. Life got in the way, for both of us. Sure, we talk, but not about our previous dynamic, our conversations going much deeper and actually taking far more time than they ever did before. All the while I've grown more than a little fond of Him as we've gotten to really know one another. Still, I miss our play sessions, though I don't expect them anymore....

The Retreat
Chapter 6
Sara woke feeling rested and energetic. She was alone when she woke up, but it didn't bother her as much as she thought it would. She went to the bathroom, vaguely wondering where Gail was, and began preparing for the day. Her image reflecting in the mirror wasn't as haggard as it was yesterday. She still looked a bit tired, but she did just wake up after all. She made a goofy face, crossing her eyes and sticking out her tongue, and laughed at the silliness of it all. She certain...

I cannot resist a challenge, it seems, even when I know I will lose. But I had beaten her at three games today already, which to be fair, was a complete fluke as I barely understood the rules to 'Moose Moose Elk Goose' - which made her particularly annoyed as she had invented it. So when she suggested to me that perhaps there was one game she would beat me at, I was already feeling confident about my chances....

Number two opened the door of the vintage Rolls Royce. It was silver, with an impeccable white interior, chrome plated front console, and a working cassette player, which gave Varla a little surge of happiness to use. She had a small box of cassettes on the seat next to her, and selected one. Number two put the tape in, and it began to play when he pulled out of the garage....

It's quiet in my kitchen, since everyone shot off like a rocket to whatever the hell they do all evening as soon as it began to look like work in here. I really don't mind though, as it's some of the only peaceful time I get to let my mind wander. The steady rush of the steamy water lulls me as I fill the sink, and I begin to breathe, feeling some of the day's tension leave my neck and shoulders....

The Duke sighed as he enjoyed his morning coffee his courtesan in training waited demurely by his side for his instructions. The Duke made a flick of his hand. The courtesan snapped into a kneeling position before him. She wasn't wearing a boring old maids gown she was wearing a courtesans dress of fine red and gold. Which matched nicely with her red hair. She was a vassal the daughter of an Earl. It was traditional for nobles to send their more beautiful daughters to each other for service. During that tim...

This is a story/series that's in a poetic/freestyle prose format.
It's set in the Red Room universe. In a way it's a sequel to The Red Room Chronicles. If you haven't checked it out you might want to, so you get a better idea of what's going on.
The story takes place a year after Lilith and her step son make love. They eventually started a relationship. After they made love the mysterious Red Room never came back... until now......

It had been so long since I'd shared a fantasy with one of my dominants that I had almost forgotten mentioning it at all. The memory only resurfaced when my dominant told me he planned to let me put that fantasy to the test and soon.
He has always been a master of teasing, revealing just enough to keep my mind racing while withholding the details that would satisfy my curiosity. He plays with my thoughts so effortlessly, weaving through my fantasies and desires with precision. Just the mention of explori...

[MDom] [fsub] [bound] [gagged] mild [degradation] [denial] [punishment] [forced orgasm] [vibrator] [aftercare]
Dear Sir,
Per your instructions prior to my conference trip, I submit my account of today's business activities.
Today, I gave the keynote address about Effective Fashion Marketing For The C-Suite Client. My remarks about female executives' desire for fashion that reflects and projects our power and autonomy were well received! I judge that attendance at my afternoon panel on cost effectiv...

"Kneel."
Bryson's demand echoes in my ears. Standing there before him, my chest fully exposed, his intense gaze holding mine, I attempt to contain my excitement as I bow my head, lower to my knees, and rest my palms on my thighs.
My heart pounds furiously, my hands trembling in anticipation as I hear him step towards me. I feel his hand patting my head, smoothing my hair down....

Chapter Twelve
"You came today, didn't you?" asked Lydia as soon as they were driving home that evening. Zoe felt her face go bright red and for the briefest of moments she was going to lie but then she nodded and said, "Yes, mistress, I did."
"Then I will have to punish you severely later," announced Lydia, sending a little shiver of apprehension flowing through Zoe's senses as her mistress looked across at her briefly before she added, "At least, you did not lie to me though. I knew you had as soon ...

The Retreat
Chapter 5
Sara opened her eyes with a groan. Her head ached and her body was sore.
Small wonder she thought.
She spent half the night getting fucked by a bunch of guys and loved every minute of it. She stretched and yawned, feeling her tight muscles strain. She sat up in bed, then immediately fell back with a groan....

I LOVE flowers. Like, obsessively love them. Roses, in particular--sensual, dangerous, beautiful. Just like the kind of pain and pleasure I crave.
And my boyfriend? He knows exactly how to feed my desires.
So when he whispered, "Be ready by nine. No panties. No questions." I knew I was in for something sinful....

Work Time - Part 2 - slave girl sara
After two more visits to the Chairman, being fucked and beaten, he signed my release paper to apply for a job.
I went to a small local warehouse and asked:
"Excuse me, would you know if there are any jobs going here?"
"Come in and let me check."
He closed the door behind me....

WARNING: The following story contains non-consensual scenarios and is intended for adults only. All real world bondage should ALWAYS be consensual and done in a safe way. If you ever find yourself tempted to do something non-consensual PLEASE get yourself mental help. Do not attempt to replicate any aspect of this story as the bondage is not safe. Some readers may find some elements of this story offensive, reader discretion is advised....

Chapter One
I was unbelievably nervous as I parked my car in the nearest side street, squeezing it into a free space, before I locked it and walked along the cracked pavement towards the address I had been given. Part of me wanted to turn and drive off again and I could feel my palms sweating despite the bitter wind that was blowing straight into my face. I checked the next street sign as I turned the corner and found that I was in the right road and my heart started to thump quicker. The numbers counted...