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When Krystenah's Master is Away Part II

After Krystenah is punished at work, she is put in charge of a naughty intern

I walked from the corner with blazing ass cheeks over to Mr. Rose. I took in his strong jaw, his full lips and his soft eyes. "I'm sorry I inconvenienced you, Mr. Rose. Please spank me so I learn not to be such so selfish." He held his arms out to me and I walked into them. I relaxed against his embrace, grateful for the moment of affection. Master had told him moments ago to be as harsh as...Read On

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Bad, bad slave

Maggie did her best not to squirm, but the tip of the crop traveling slowly down her spine sent terrified little thrills along her skin. She desperately wanted to move, but... Be still, She had told her, and so Maggie was still. Be silent, She had said, so Maggie made no sound above the nervous panting of her lungs. She flexed her arms and stood a bit higher on tip toe, an attempt to...Read On

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Want

“Here’s what I want,” he said. “As soon as I open the door I want you to drop to your knees...

It was five to eight - he had been quite clear about the fact that she was to knock on his door at exactly eight o’clock, so there she was, waiting in the hall outside his apartment and checking the time constantly, nervously watching the minutes tick by. She hoped that none of his neighbors would find her there, hesitating outside his door in black Christian Louboutin heels and a black...Read On

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Last time with my slave

My last encounter with my slave

My poor slave had been forced to masturbate five times that day on my orders. She was tired and sore and even a bit dry but it didn't matter to me as I was her master. At 1 am I sent her a message to assume the position, which is naked on all fours facing away from the bedroom door as she is not allowed to see me until I say so. My whole point wasn't to be with her but to tease her. She...Read On

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Krystenah is a Naughty Teacher Part IV

It's Graduation Night and Krystenah learns how to please her teenaged bf...and his uncle

As Matt Simeon moved his tassel from the right side to the left, he not only became a high school graduate, but he also became my boyfriend. I had been his English teacher all year and had agreed to date him only after he was no longer a student at Ben Franklin High. I had recently discovered how dominant he was and that had melted any resistance I had to dating someone so much younger. As...Read On

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My Slut Vivien, Act 3

This is a fantacy, all events and characters are fictional

Vivien had just climaxed numerous times. She laid bound to her bed. She was blindfolded and had both holes filled. My Mistress had asked me to reverse our natural roles. Although I am naturally submissive, I had spent the past hour, using all that she had taught me, to make her happy. Unfortunately, there was one thing I could never do. As I laid next to my slut, slowly caressing her neck,...Read On

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Georgia - Part Three

You really need to read parts one and two, if you haven't already. Scroll down for links

Georgia – Part Three “I have a better idea,” Mel – or was it Melissa? – replied softly. “Let’s put this on him.” I wondered what “this” was, but soon found out, as they slipped the sleep mask over my eyes, and tightened the band around the back of my head. Then I felt the strap across the back of my neck being loosened. I moved my head then, and was rewarded by feeling Doris’ clit against...Read On

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Georgia, Part two

If you haven't read part one, scroll down to the link, and read it first, for the full impact

Georgia – Part Two By the time I got to the third floor, I was huffing and puffing. Lugging that tray pack sax/clarinet/flute case up six flights of stairs was no picnic. And, of course, I had packed an instrument stand and a bunch of tools in it, so it weighed about seventy five pounds. I’m getting too old for this shit, I thought to myself. I leaned against the wall in the landing, trying...Read On

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My 21st Birthday with Krystenah and her Master

This story was written at the request of sxikty7 for her 21st birthday.

I had been counting down the days until my 21 st birthday for as long as I could remember. Now that it was here, I felt disappointed. My friends were great to come out and help me celebrate. The bartender even tolerated our shouting and toasting. When he asked for my ID, I slapped it down on the bar in triumph. But it was a week night and my friends had long since left. The cute...Read On

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Krystenah is a Naughty Teacher Part III

Krystenah learns how to take direction from her teenaged dom

I rubbed my ass cheeks until Matty told me to come to where he sat in the living room. “Krystenah. You haven’t done too well today following directions, but I am going to give you a chance to redeem yourself.” He flashed a heart-melting smile at me. I chewed my lower lip. “What do I have to do?” I asked him. “Now that’s the right attitude!” He said. “First thing I need you to do is...Read On

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Welcome to the Academy

Brian is admitted to the Academy....

“We are leaving!” his Aunt called from the doorway. Brian hurried and pulled on some pants and rushed to her side. “Sorry…,” he began. “Now, now. No time for apologies, we don’t want to be late!” He followed her into the car and took a seat; noting the bags in the trunk. “Where are we going Aunt Stacy?” he asked. “You’ll see soon enough,” she said. After a quiet car ride winding through...Read On

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My Slut Vivien, 2

This is a continuation of a fantasy, My Slut Vivien. It does not depict real events!

  What a beautiful picture indeed. There bound to her bed was my Mistress, who for today, was my submissive slut. She was dressed only in a garter belt and black seamed stockings, and decorated in plastic pink and blue clothes pins — one on each nipple, and eight decorating her pussy. "Oh, don't You look so lovely my Slut Vivien. I just love how You pull against your bonds, and squirm like...Read On

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Taking A Stand

It’s late when we get back to the hotel and my feet are killing me. We get into the room and I make my way to the bed to take my heels off. “I saw what you did tonight”, you say. I look up at you and I can see the wheels turning in your head. Fuck I am not in the mood for this tonight, I think to myself and I need to make a stand now and let you know. “What the fuck are you talking about?”...Read On

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My Sweet Slut, Vivien

It is a BDSM fantasy. This story does not depict real events.

Yesterday at work, I received th following text message, "Master A, could you please stop at my place after work, I beg you please. Vivien." I am basically submissive, but I do love to switch. Vivien is a natural Switch. She is only 103 pounds and stands only a little over 5 foot, but when in a Dominant mood, she can control any room. Her beautiful black hair, piercing blue eyes, and...Read On

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Krystenah Visits a Salon for Sluts

Master J sends Krystenah for a makeover and is punished in the salon

Before Master J left on his trip, he left detailed instructions for me. When I woke up I saw them paper-clipped together. On top was a small note written in his hand. Obey me, slut was all it said. The instructions were extensive. When I had foolishly complained about being left alone, my master had devised plenty of activities to keep me focused. He didn’t need to tell me he would check on...Read On

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Putting Her Through Her Paces

Krystenah is ordered to do chores for her Master but receives an unexpected visitor

“Get up, my pet. It’s a brand new day and I have to give you your assignments before I go to work.“ My toes curled and I felt a hot flush inside my chest as I heard his voice and felt his lips on my face. He sent me into the bathroom and gave me 10 minutes to clean his body and then meet him for inspection in the kitchen. I was sore after yesterday’s picnic in the park. I had worn an anal...Read On

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First Tuesday

Agh," he gasped. "oh, ugh, ugh." He was naked and she fully dressed, her hand a blur as she knelt in front of him and pumped his hard cock. "Oh, God," he reached out to hold on to something. But he just too far away from the dining table to steady himself against the explosion that was building within him. He looked down, but dared not grab her head. So he just lifted his eyes to heaven...Read On

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Tied Up In Knots

Tied Up in knots She began to wake up and wonder where she was. She couldn’t move her arms or legs, and seemed to be floating in mid air. Slowly, her mind began to clear and some recollections of what happened last night return. Her name is Dee and she was on her way home from work and decided to stop off for a drink to unwind after what had been a very stressful day. The bar was on...Read On

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First Wave

a light bondage story for strawberry_flavor

He was tired. Really tired. His day in the hospital has been long and tiring. All he wanted now is a glass of whiskey and a bed and fine, a woman to warm his bed. Dan Wildreese, a surgeon in his mid-thirties is currently contemplating whether to sleep in his car or actually find energy to crawl to his bed to sleep. “It’s not like I’ll get a good sleep here in my car, might as well drag...Read On

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Mrs. Crane's Fountain of Youth (10)

Loraine unveils her reward for an obedient submissive Shirley. What about Jamal? Read on...

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 CHAPTER TEN: A Private Party (Delicious Desserts) Loraine’s squirted juices trailed down over Jamal’s balls, and she felt his nuts and caressed them rubbing her juices into his sac. “Mmmm…” she let out a soft moan and then shivered as she replayed the moment when his load of hot cum shot up her vagina....Read On

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The Summons

I quickly did as he commanded...

“Are you ready?” your text questioned. Ready for what? Ready to suck your cock? Ready to have you tongue my pussy? Ready to be fucked by your glorious cock? Of course I am! “I am simply waiting on your command Sir.” I replied. “My abode, now!” You sent back. My pussy tingled in anticipation. I quickly gathered the lotion and oil I was expected to bring and got into my car for the short...Read On

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beloved mistress

He was eagerly awaiting the return of his mistress. The thought of her snow white skin and dark soft hair, her voluptuous feminine figure, her gentle hands and beautiful feet, and the toy she sometimes wore for him made his ass clench with anticipation and his spine tingle. He was kneeling on the floor in front of the entrance door, wearing nothing but a leather collar and black lace...Read On

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Saturday in the Park with Master

Master takes Krystenah to a 4th of July picnic and punishes her for her selfish behavior.

I had been looking forward to the picnic for weeks. I stood naked in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on the potato salad while Master ran out to get the ice and beverages. I sang along to the countdown show on the radio and began to seal up the salad and clean up the kitchen. I put the plastic dish in the fridge and shut it with my lightly bruised hip. I showered and shaved...Read On

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You Must Not Cum

The rubber dong was finally buried deep inside her pussy. . .

I pulled the chain tight that was hooked to the spiked collar around her neck, making her raise her head to get her attention. “Yes, master?” she asked, as her blonde hair fell around her neck, covering the collar. I loved how the eye liner ran down her face with tears shed from the tie straps tight around her nipples. They were loose enough to fill them with blood, but tight enough to...Read On

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Mrs Vandermeer's Rules: 3b

I lay there for what seemed an eternity, tied face down to the dining room table, told to make an impossible choice while Mrs. Vandermeer was ‘taking care of business’. It was cruel beyond imagining. Choose, she’d said, the feel of her tongue against my dripping wet cunt still making me shake with uncontrollable lust. Choose. I stared at the tightly braided leather quirt, and beyond that,...Read On

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The Visitor

Submission and obedience have their rewards....

The knock at the door startled her out of her sleep. Looking over at the clock, she saw that it was early. Not even eight o’c clock. Grumbling, she slides out of bed, her naked body is smooth in the early morning light that streams through the curtains. Her brown skin glows in the sunlight. Slipping on her gown, she heads to the solid door, vaguely wondering who might be calling so early....Read On

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I Call Her Jessie

The domed tip of the massager fit perfectly into the open lips of Jessie’s entry way.

I call her Jessie. Of course, that really is not her real name. It’s just a name I like to call her. She is my slave after all. I can call her whatever I want. It makes me happy. It pleases me. It also pleases me to tease her. Even torture her. Hell, I even do both at the same time. Like tonight. Jessie asked for it tonight though. Oh, she didn’t tell me herself. She couldn’t. Her mouth...Read On

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Mrs Vandermeer's Rules: 3a

A day went by, thentwo. Two became three, which in turn became four, then five. Days filled with longing while my nights were filled with dreams, dreams from which I’d wake up to find my pussy drenched and my nipples as hard as rocks. I’d lay there, face buried in my pillow, hands clenching the edges, desperate to finish the job that my dreams had started as I replayed the memory of me,...Read On

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Ebony and Ivory

A slave gets sent for training

Ebony and Ivory By: Ropetease © 2011 She was sent to me by her Master for training. All I knew about her was that she was feisty and a brat, a hard one to tame as he put it. As I waited for her arrival, I went about cleaning the playroom and rearranging the items I had laid out for my use. The sound of the door bell rang as I finished in the room. She was instructed to be on time and...Read On

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Mrs. Crane's Fountain of Youth (9)

Shirley watches on bound, hot and horny as Miss Loraine claim's her pound of Jamal's cock Flesh

CHAPTER NINE : A Private Party (A Taste of Black Steak) Next she picked up a realistic looking chocolate vibrator which very closely resembled Jamal’s own erect phallus and then walked very seductively towards bound black stud. Jamal’s face wore a frown as he wondered, ‘what the fuck is she fixing to do with that ugly mofo?’ Jamal certainly wasn’t looking forward to the crazy...Read On