bdsm stories and histories

To my readers: Yes, I am still working on my other stories, and they are almost finished.
This one started as a joke, but it seemed to take hold, and I wanted to finish it first.
Who am I to argue with the stories?

My Imaginary Girlfriend

Okay, so I have been married almost forever, and the days of wild sex seemed to be over....

"Fleischmann" I said, trying it on for size on the page. "Fleischman? No, that can't be right." I crossed it out.
"Señor?" the tavern wench asked, offering me a refill.
I covered my tankard. "Thank you, but no." This was an important letter I was forging and it needed to be perfect.
You might ask why a boy from the Rhineland was rubbing shoulders with Spaniards but in 1633 most places were preferable to the Germanies. We were in the middle of a thirty-year conflagration and I'd given enough of my l...

Jade was twenty-three, a brilliant law student with striking blond hair and an icy beauty that turned heads in every corridor of the faculty. Her presence was magnetic -- sharp-minded, assertive, and quietly intimidating. Among her peers, she held sway effortlessly. But behind that composed façade lived a story not even her closest friends knew....

THE CONFESSIONS OF ALICEXXX

Preface
These are the Confessions of AliceXXX, fabled submissive and self-described "cross-dressing BDSM slut and anal whore." The story of AliceXXX was retrieved from a partially destroyed folder of documents recovered from a dumpster fire by an unusually alert fireman. Without his presence of mind the story would have been lost forever. Those papers then found their way to a mainstream publishing house who, for reasons unknown, did not proceed with publication....

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.
We continue the story of Clair and Fred's Nursing student friend Regina as they help her explore her Kinks. I've always been fascinated by the psychological aspects of BDSM. What's going on in the Sub's mind, what is their motivation, what kinks do they really enjoy, and which do they simply endure for their Dom's sake. To explore these themes, I h...

Chapter one: How I Was Taken by the FemDom Congregation
Introductions:
There is a before and an after in every man's life.
Before: when he believes he is strong, cunning, free. And after: when he kneels, collar locked tight, knowing exactly whose property he has become.
My name is Chris. Once, I was respectable. Now I am an owned thing. Body, mind, and soul, offered up to a coven of insatiable, merciless women who call themselves the FemDom Congregation....

This is part two of a two-part story, part 1 contains chapters 1 to 3. The story contains offensive slang, gay sex, slavery, bondage, physical, verbal and sexual abuse, incest, and submission. If that bothers you, please stop reading here. All characters are aged eighteen or older and consent to all actions taken....

"I swear to God, Tom, if you don't get your shit together, I'm leaving," Katie yelled, her voice echoing through the cluttered living room. She threw a half-empty beer can at the wall, watching as the amber liquid spattered onto the worn-out carpet. Her eyes, filled with anger, bore into her husband, who sat slumped on the couch, his gaze unfocused and his mind a million miles away....

Dear moderator, this story was refused a while ago, but I honestly have no idea why. I have reviewed it several times, but it really seems to be OK to me and it passes a Google spelling test. To be honest (and possibly arrogant), I think the style is better than some of the other stories on here. Could you please be a bit clearer as to why this story was refused? Kind regards, Jenaus....

So I finally figured out a time to meet my pet and play with her. It had been too long. I texted her to bring her toys to the hotel and told her to go to the front desk and ask for an envelope I will leave there. It will be addressed to "pet". Ask for it by that name. You are to open it there at the front desk and spill out the contents on the counter. There will be a note. Read it and then follow the instructions....

Lillo looked at himself in the bathroom's mirror and examined his naked body, after having showered.
Yes, he was slightly overweight, but he was still decently fit and cut a well-built, proportionate figure.
Then he looked at his crotch. His cock, half-erect, dangling between his legs, betrayed that it had been hard, until a few moments ago....

I felt a sense of regret as I waved them off. My husband was taking our two children to visit my in-laws, followed by a stay at a cottage in Cornwall. I was to be home alone for the next seven days. I had been invited but used work commitments as an excuse to decline. In reality, a mutual dislike existed between my mother-in-law and me. She maintained an air of perfection and conveyed her belief that my husband had married below his station. The prospect of spending an extended period with her, especially a...

What a lovely day, I think as I step outside my house and head for my car. Spring had been nothing but gray skies and rain this year. But finally, the morning is bright, clear, and warm with brilliant blue sky and not a cloud in sight. I'm feeling good, well-rested. I reflect on why as I pull out of the driveway....

Part 3: Some Work From Home Fun
Heather sipped her coffee at the kitchen table, her mind humming with excitement. A fresh text thread with Amber was open on her phone, and she scrolled up, rereading the messages from the night before. After yesterday's steamy evening encounter with Art, Heather had been buzzing and texted Amber more details....

Chapter 2 -- Round Rock and the Wagon Train
The ride back to the Rider Ranch compound was smoother and shorter than the ride out of the badlands. But it did not seem that way to Stella. Her stomach throbbed from the blow from the Captain and the ride out of the badlands. She feared being sick while gagged and used all of the meditative techniques that she had learned from Medico Stevens to push down the feeling of nausea. As the nausea subsided, she felt grateful to the Troop Sergeant for the small kindn...

Work Experience - Part 1 - slave girl sara
At eighteen years old in the UK you had to do one week's work experience in a public service job. You never chose a position yourself; you were interviewed and allocated the job your interviewer thought you would be good at.
In our area we either got Mr. Grow or Miss Gardener, related in name similarity only and not blood....

CUCKOLD COUPLE PART 1
CUCKOLD COUPLE
Martin rolled off his wife Emma after a bout of missionary sex that once again left her unfulfilled. He knew she needed more but it just wasn't his thing to be more dominant. He had tried but it just wasn't in him.
Emma leaned over to kiss his cheek. "Its okay Martin, that was nice." But he knew she was only being kind. He knows she resorts to her vibrator on a regular basis....

Cathy was silent as she and her girlfriend, Angela, were driving towards her college. Cathy was eighteen and in the sixth form and had been given a double detention because she was late handing in homework three times in the previous two weeks as well as being late for college twice over the same period....

Part 2
Sex Slave. She had accepted the collar and was excited and tentative to begin learning exactly what that meant. They talked at length about the new status of their relationship and he was going to take things slow. She wanted to be his, to be "owned" by him. Thinking about giving him control always aroused her as her imagination dreamed up many scenarios they might play out. He set out the first rules she must follow. When she was with him, she was never to wear a bra and always have a butt plug a...

I should be calling my old lady daddy-long legs; she's tall, thin and striking. Always holding herself with grace. Ebony sweetness with a heart shaped bell bottom ass to match. She sweats it out with a personal trainer and the muscle tone of her thighs reaching up to her buttocks gives me a hard on whenever I see her. Arching her back, ass in the air, breasts downwards, long legs and her sweet tasting pussy needing my mouth and the honey pot of an ass, it's like sweet chocolate I want to lick her ass and ba...

Day 8
Racheal woke up, she got out of bed and checked her clitoris and nipples, they were back to normal, thank God she thought. She went to the bathroom and prepared for the day. When finished she got dressed and headed out to the living room. She was the first one up, she made coffee for everyone....

Author's Note:
In 2007, I accidentally looked up Literotica on my iPhone while I was at work. I didn't have a VPN at the time (I wasn't terribly internet savvy), and I freaked out -- thinking that it would be flagged and not only would I get fired, but I'd be outed as well. I immediately contacted Literotica, and requested that my account be deleted, knowing all my stories would be nuked as well....

Jenny had been looking forward to Kink Night all week. She had bought a black and red corset almost a year ago and had forgotten about it until recently. When she accidentally dug it up from her pajama drawer when she was looking for her dildo she stopped for a second and laughed to herself.
"Oh my god this thing is so cute I completely forgot I had bought it. I should wear this to Kink Night on Saturday, maybe then I'll have the confidence to talk to someone."...

I enjoyed this same couple we were a triad and she always when through everything with everyone before hand. There were never any surprises every step happened as she said it would. That's why I enjoyed her sessions. She was and I'm sure still to this day is brilliant.
The moment I stepped into the ballroom, I knew I wouldn't leave the same....

Author's Note:
In 2007, I accidentally looked up Literotica on my iPhone while I was at work. I didn't have a VPN at the time (I wasn't terribly internet savvy), and I freaked out -- thinking that it would be flagged and not only would I get fired, but I'd be outed as well. I immediately contacted Literotica, and requested that my account be deleted, knowing all my stories would be nuked as well....

Making money, paying taxes, keeping people happy, handling problems with home and family, and all the other burdens and difficulties of modern life had worn me down. Now, in my 50s, I'd had enough. I wanted a life in which I would have no problems as long as I followed orders. I'd played with bondage and tried cross-dressing on and off for a long time, and judged being a sissy maid would be perfect for me. I simply needed to find someone who could make me disappear and turn me into one. Of course, that woul...

As Meg poured coffee into her paper cup, she felt like she was floating. Her first night with her new human had left her with a satisfied feeling that she hadn't felt in some time. To make things even better, she'd done it with a wonderful girl. She was embarrassed to admit, but Salem had been springing to her mind often ever since she left for work. Her voice, her smile, even the way she smelled....

"No! I said sit!"
"Wrufff!"
"Daisy get off of me, you need to wait here while I get us drinks! I'm not gonna get you one unless you stay."
As Stella began to turn away Daisy decided she was going to stop antagonizing her owner for a bit. She liked pushing Stella's buttons, enough for her to react, because it always reassured her that their dynamic was real and shared. Tonight was the local goth bar's monthly Kink Night and she knew if she bothered Stella too much, her owner wouldn't hesitate to tie...

I found it online.
The reviews were glowing -- five stars across the board. "Life-changing," they said. "Transcendent. You will come back." "Better than a threesome with 10/10 twin sisters."
But strangely, no one ever described what actually went on inside. Just cryptic praise and a knowing silence....

This story is entirely a work of fiction. All characters are well over the age of 18, and consenting. If Daddy/little stories offend you, find another story to read.
Becca smoothed the fabric of her skirt, running her fingers along the edge to slide the pleats into place, helping it to lay just so. The hem fell just above her knees, revealing only a thin stripe of skin above her white knee socks with their lace trim. She straightened the collar on her blouse before adjusting the ribbons that held her low...