Amanda is 42 years old, her 20 year marriage had recently failed and she is now divorced and living with her 17 year old daughter Laura. Amanda has recently discovered an internet dating site and has been corresponding with a dominant male. Their on line relationship has developed into one of master and slave. The
This is the true story of the first time that I was involved in “bondage”. It happened in the student hostel of the university. On a Friday my roommates travelled home for the weekend, so I was alone. I asked my girlfriend to sleep with me in the hostel. She came, and we had a
I was out at my usual hangout when I spotted my ex- girlfriend Julia at the other end of the bar. I hadn’t seen her in at least a year. Julia had been an oddity for me, as far as sexual partners go. I usually go for the pale, cute, petite, sensitive and submissive girls.
Teri’d just pulled into her driveway and got out of her car; I could tell she’d had a rough day at work, as I watched her walk laboriously to her front door, smiling to myself because I knew she’d soon need my talents. Teri is a great neighbor and wonderful friend; her great body and
It began at dinner. The humor and banter of table conversation was punctuated by her meaningful glances and significant smiles. She wove her emotional cocoon around his mind slowly and carefully, channeling the conversation in the direction she sought, teasing and seducing him with voice as well as words. It progressed with a back rub.
Conflicting thoughts raged through Janine’s mind as adrenaline surged through her body. Feelings of humiliation, outrage and fear mingled with sensations of titillation, sexual arousal and wide-eyed exhilaration. Janine was becoming increasingly lost in the excitement of the moment. Her arms and legs were tethered to the iron frame of the hotel bed by long
It was the hour of the wolf and Sister Jessica Felicita was troubled. She had been awake in bed for at least an hour reliving a particular event from the previous day and contemplating her life. Regret and anxiety had taken hold and no amount of prayer was getting her back to sleep. Frustrated, she
You finished work at the bar and are walking home just after midnight, your favourite music playing through your ear buds not really thinking of anything just in auto pilot on the familiar route home. You don’t hear a thing, suddenly everything goes black as a sack is pulled over your head and down your
First thing you need to know is, I come from a small town. Not a farm town specifically but small enough to be straitjacketed in many ways. But we enjoyed life. High school was fun. In a mildly risque sort of way. My body was in great shape. When I was young I started in
Looking over the fields of hay at the back of our house, I remembered the many happy memories. There was and still are lovely, lush, green fields and woods, with many different paths you can take, all different but all beautiful. I used to spend many happy hours running nearly naked through the hay and
It was some six years after TX Enterprises (for those who don’t Know about TX Enterprises and the fantasy to reality scheme, please read the stories entitled, “the Idea”) ceased to be, that out of the blue I received quite a lengthy email from a woman I did not know. This occurred only because I
It was Christmas time again, and everyone was very joyful at the North Pole. Toys were being made on every table, hot chocolate was brewing and smiles abound. It was a beautiful holiday scene, with the exception of Dear old St. Nick being mysteriously absent. Which made one person very unhappy. Mrs. Claus… Mrs. Claus
This is the story of how I met the most amazing submissive little girl I’ve ever known. The true love of my life. I happened upon her by accident one day. While cutting my lawn, I saw her stomping angrily by my house, going towards her home from school. An eighteen-year-old sexy young girl hurrying
I left school early that day, faking a dentist appointment and signing out at lunch time. I’ve been signing my own forms for years and so the forged note from my ‘parents’ didn’t raise any eyebrows. Where I was headed actually wasn’t far from school at all, in keeping with my mistress’ ’25 minute’ rule,
Donna was mad as hell as she first scanned the magazine she had found under her son’s bed. It was a bdsm magazine with older ladies being dominated in all possible ways you could imagine. As she continued to ponder through it, she found herself being aroused with the thought and crept back to her