Tonight was the night. I was finally on vacation in North Carolina. I was away from the daily grind of my life for an entire week. I had left everything behind for some quality "me" time. I had made a vow to myself that before week's end I would hook up with at least one hot guy. But not just any hot guy, you see, but a NASCAR driver. I was in driver country.

Just looking at Heidi, you could tell that she was a freak. The looks she gave. The way she always participated in "underwear on the outside" day. The way she'd suck on your fingers if your hand somehow ended up near her. She wasn't my type, though. I've never known measurements beyond "not enough" "too much" or "just right," and Heidi was just a little too far on the "too much"

I lay bound spread eagle on mistress Helen's bed totally immobilized and for the first time during the session I started to feel afraid. The moment my mistress had mentioned cbt I got very nervous and anxious because I didn't think I could handle it. I had never tried that activity before, and having it done to me while I was bound and helpless frankly scared the crap out of me!

I lay there immobilized on the bed and I looked up at mistress Sophie in fear as she tightened her hold on my nuts. I could feel my body shaking in fear and I wondered if I had made a mistake requesting a bdsm session. I suddenly remembered my safe word and I decided to use it. "Red!" I yelled. Sophie looked down at me and frowned. "Is that your safe word?

I looked up at my Ex-girlfriend in shock. I still couldn't believe she was here, and I couldn't believe she actually wanted to dominate me, even if it was out of revenge. She looked down at me with a smirk on her face and she tightened her grip on my balls which made me wince in pain and close my eyes I fear. "I should probably chop your balls right off,"

Mistress Sophie and mistress Becky were looking at my dick with fascination and lust. "Your Ex-boyfriend has a nice dick," Sophie said. Becky smiled at her. "He sure does," she replied. She grabbed my balls in her hand and lightly squeezed them for a few seconds then she let go of them. "I love squeezing his nuts," she said. "So do I Sophie replied but let me show you something I enjoy doing, even more,"

I usually feel the loneliest and neediest in the early morning hours. As I lie here with my hand between my legs, gently rubbing my wet, aching pussy, my mind wanders back to when I first got married. I married my husband at age 21, almost 30 years ago, and that's when I "went all the way" for the first time. I loved it, and I adored having sex with him!

It's Friday, just after midday, and I am in the lift of my Dom's office building. I have a caesar salad in my bag for him which is ostensibly my motivation for dropping in. Later, we're going away for a long, filthy weekend. A weekend which should have already begun except he was called into work to approve an emergency file. He promised to be back by early afternoon but I'm overcome by giddy anticipation.

To the Reader, my Master has granted his permission for me to submit this story. He is a good Master and has won me. The door on the long black car opened quickly. His eyes were glued to the long stockinged leg that gracefully stretched out. It's red shoe landed directly on the edge of the puddle. The second leg followed, almost sliding down the length of the first. Tiny drops of water splashed over her shoes.

(I want to be tied, and bound, and shackled. I want my body to be exposed, vulnerable, aching. I want clamps and plugs and crops. And more. I want to beg. I want to be a perfect, trembling slut. For you. My cheeks burn as i write this... i am hot, all over...) I sighed and flipped the page. How easily the words came, from pen to paper. Tucked away in my secret notebook.

I had always loved female domination porn, I watched it all the time as a teenager, and even now at the age of 24 I still watched female domination porn. I had loved that type of porn for as long as I could remember and I didn't know why. Women of authority had always turned me on like crazy, and it was so hard for me to fight my urges. My 23-year-old girlfriend Becky had found out about my love of female domination and she had not been very happy about it.

I lay there on the king sized bed looking up at my mistress with a raging boner. She was still holding my dick in her hand and I was aroused as hell even though we had only just started. She had a tight grip on my dick as if it were a prized possession and she squeezed it as she examined it in her hand. "You have a very nice dick Dean I'm impressed and I don't usually impress too easily,"

Megan suggested the movie and that's how it all started. She was a grad student in Design and knew more than Troy did about such things. Besides, her tastes in movies went much deeper than his interests in college comedies and cheap action movies. They went well together though, and she taught him a lot and helped him expand his horizons. The movie was French and neither of them spoke the language but the subtitles let them understand what was taking place.

She went to her closet and took out a pair of tights and two dress options. She laid them on the bed and sat on her vanity chair to pull her tights up her legs. She stood up and walked to the edge of the bed trying to decide which dress she should wear. The dark purple one that was tight and showed off her curves, or the black one that she loved the way it showed off her back.

It's long after midnight. One more paper to grade. I take a deep breath and a last swig of cold coffee. The assignment had been to write a story about lost love. My mistake. Seems these students are too young to describe such emotional upheavals convincingly. Or maybe they just don't dare to be honest. Anyway, Isabelle is my last hope. She's the beauty with the little nose ring. Always sits at the front looking wide eyed at me as if she reads my thoughts when I return her gaze.

With encouragement from my favorite group, here is a full story of a fantasy. ***** With the shrill of the doorbell, I jump up off the couch, walking up to the door. I don't ask who it is or look through the peephole, I know he is coming to see me. My delicate fingers brushed over the chain lock, sliding the bolt open. Timidly, I open the door and step back slightly with a shy hesitation.

The hour was late, the air cold as the crisp fresh fallen snow lay on the ground; Raider walked into the room. It was cloudless outside, the stars shinning brightly, littered against a blackened sky. He was leaning against the fireplace hearth, the fire's heat radiating throughout the room cast an eerie glow that silhouetted him, the soft scent of pine and oak permeated the room. He called to her; she moved silently to stand before him standing tall and proud, her lithe form seemed to shine in the waning moonlight.

Sat at the end of the bar, just staring into space, you've been nursing the same drink now for 30 minutes, not that I've been watching you. Oh how I would love to be able to read your mind, to know have you once thought of me, are you thinking of me right now? From my seat in the corner I can see most of the bar without being spotted. I've seen the way everyone looks at you as they walk in or head towards the bar.

Slowly I open my eyes as you remove the blindfold, blinking, trying to adjust to the bright light and let my eyes focus to my surroundings. My mind is screaming, I'm still unable to comprehend how things have moved so quickly. Just a few hours ago I had sat quietly watching you in bar, now I am stood in your playroom, naked, hands bound and raised high above me, causing me to have to stand on tip toes.

Be kind... I'm new: This may be minimal to most of you but I guess you can say it was O/our first "official scene" and a significant step for the both of us ... at home and inspired by some great advice and a home-made toy. Sunday at Lowes, W/we were buying some paint primer for the house and chuckled when the employee handed us 2 wood stirring sticks. Back in May, a certain Sadist told us how to make slappers out of the free wood sticks and some rubber.

The following is a work of fiction to be consumed ONLY by adults 18 years of age or older. All characters depicted are at least 18 years old. This is a kinky pairing between a switchy couple, with the male in the dominant role in this scene. It is intended as a quick and dirty read with very little relational or character exposition. This story includes the usage of several different toys, anal penetration, and some humiliation.

Gilli walked tentatively along the hotel corridor looking for room 102 dressed as instructed in tightly laced black bodice, black choker, seamed stockings, heels and a long coat to cover her embarrassment. Her nipples rubbed against the roughness of her coat aroused by excitement or fear, she was unsure of which, perhaps a little of both. It had started as a simple instruction, "Meet me Saturday night 8pm, Hotel Ibis Canterbury.

The sound of a kitchen cabinet closing a little too hard roused Clare from her afternoon nap. She sat up and looked to her phone, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. 5:15, about half an hour later than Matt normally arrived home. She slid off the bed and went to join him in the kitchen. "Why didn't you wake me up when you got home?" She asked, opening her arms to hug him.

Being in control of one's own orgasm is something that people tend to take for granted. Sure, you can't literally cumanytime you want, but it is close enough – all you really need is a little time alone and bam; gratification, bliss, and a slightly fuzzy feeling. As a man, I've certainly taken advantage of that and personally, I kinda had to. My libido has been higher than average since puberty and hasn't gone down since then; I'm talking a minimum of 4 orgasms a day for me to just feel like I can operate normally.

THE CONFIDENTIAL SERIES Doctor-Patient Confidentiality Volume One Eme Strife Copyright© Eme Strife. 2013. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced without the author's express consent. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Dedication For those who love hard, with passion, determination, and zero apology.

Introduction: This is a story of a young man that learns that he craves a woman with a firm hand to control him sexually. The story contains female domination, bondage, teasing and denial, and some S&M. Doctor’s Orders – Chapter 1 – The Physical Here I am, 28 years old, and I’ve had it with women. I’m 6 feet tall, 185 pounds and quite fit. I’m told I’m pretty good looking.

Doctor's Orders - Chapter 8 - The Weekend Arrives The sun rose early over Lake Michigan and drenched the room in brilliant orange light. Erika was sleeping on her side, facing away from me. I put my arm around her and softly kissed the back of her neck. "Good morning, Joe," she said through her yawn. "Good morning, Erika. Thanks for asking me to stay over last night. I had a good time.

Chapter 9 - The Club (Part 1 was chapters 1 through 7 and Part 2 was chapter 8.) The room was dimly lit, much like any nightclub would be. The music was loud enough but not so overpowering that someone would have to shout to be heard. An old Linda Ronstadt tune, "It's So Easy" was playing. There were booths around three sides of a hardwood stage. Each one had a curved black leather cushion behind a half-circle shaped table.

Co-Authors: subbie1982 and tom6432 This is a fantasy written by subbie1982 and myself for fun. All errors in spelling, punctuation and grammar are my responsibility. It contains spanking, humiliation and fetish, if this bothers you please seek other authors. All characters are 25 year old or older. ======= Chapter 1: "Miss McLean... Miss Mclean... Miss Mclean!" "Huh, what... oh sorry Professor Matthews." "Did you enjoy your nap Miss McLean?" asked Professor Matthews with a smirk on his face?

Co-Authors: subbie1982 and tom6432 This is a fantasy written by subbie1982 and myself for fun. All errors in spelling, punctuation and grammar are my responsibility. It contains spanking, humiliation and fetish; if this bothers you please seek other authors. All characters are 25 year old or older. ======= Chapter 4 The next morning I woke up to my alarm and shivered a little, realizing that I was completely naked. I climbed out of bed and made my way to the bathroom to start getting ready for my day.