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A Totally Different Submissive Relationship

My Lady opens up a more secure and varied submissive life

My short experience with Diane had introduced me to new pleasures that I had never imagined. I was concerned that these episodes may come back in ways that might imperil my family life or my business career. There had been very little control by me over who witnessed or participated in these adventures. Moreover, I was beginning to have recriminations over the depth of depravity to which I...Read On

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Finding Rachel’s Switch

Discovering Rachel's fetish has unintended consequences.

“Where the fuck have you been?” she said. “In there,” I pointed and crooked my wrist around to indicate the bathroom, which was right past the bar and right again. I noticed her untouched drink sitting on the bar. “Why the aggro Rachel? Someone piss in your martini?” “Something like that,” Rachel snapped. “What took you so long?” “Nature called and we had a long talk,” I explained....Read On

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Elsie's letting go

A chance meeting in Las Vegas

“But am I still sexy?” she murmurs. As if to research the answer to that question, he breaks her gaze and scans her body from head to toe. Matted black hair, questioning blue eyes, parted full lips, long sinewy neck, velvet shoulders, sloping breasts, ridged ribs, pulsing tummy, … “My, my, my,” he murmurs, transfixed at first good sight of the blackest, widest and deepest patch of pubic...Read On

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Introduction To "Sounding" and Other Pleasures.

CFNM games lead to sounding, gay sex, and meeting "My Lady"

Diane ramped up her exhibitionism with quite a few risky adventures, planned and assisted by Jim, Allan and myself. Sometimes Leah joined her. I might relate some of these episodes in a later set of stories. But this sequence is devoted to my descent into humiliation and submissiveness, so I will stay with that theme. By now Diane delighted in demonstrating to her friends that I would...Read On

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RED

Tom owns a shoe shop, and uses it to serve his foot fetish.

My Favourite Like most men, I love the colour red. Not the hair colour I suppose. Then again, that’s ginger, or to be polite, strawberry blond. But in every other sense, I love red. My favourite sports teams wear red and I drive a red car. However, most importantly, I love my women in red. Red dresses, red coats and red shoes. Not necessarily all at once... I’m not totally crazy. ...Read On

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The busker

The mysterious painted market busker goes home with Ouan.

The statue of a lovely young woman is standing there in front of big Bo tree near the gate to a temple, as Buddha may have done.    Her shaven head and entire body is white. She may be made from cement but more likely plaster. Her eyes are shut. Her beauty is stunning. Her small shapely body is a vision of perfection in white.    There is a white top hat on the ground in front of the statue....Read On

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Cordelia's Feet 8 - The Queen Bee's Pet

Another special night for Miss Wilkins awaits, filled with shameful excitement and naughty play.

Most often in life, we carry around fears, and these fears, at unpredictable times, well up in terrifying intensity, only to turn out unfounded and leave us shaking with dizzy relief. We do things we shouldn’t do and say things that should have kept unsaid, and every so often, they lead us to face the dread of being discovered and demeaned for it. Our heart hammers, our hands sweat, and we...Read On

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Blindfolded Lover

I grabbed a handful of your long hair, keeping you from squirming away from me.

The anticipation and excitement was building. I had never had a real life encounter with a woman from a website before. You were so beautiful that I was willing to take a chance. I felt nervous and extremely aroused all at the same time. Over the course of sharing fantasies with each other, you had shared a particular fantasy that aroused you more than the others. Now, I was going to do my...Read On

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The Word Of Mouth Lounge - Part I

A story of a bondage photographer whose “dark room” isn’t quite what you expect...

For some time I’ve had a certain shutterbug fantasy, which developed into something like this: “A little more arch in your back, Liz, and throw your head back some,” I coached the hogtied young woman who was the subject of my latest photo shoot and on her side facing me. She was clad in tight jeans, stiletto heels, and a black tank top tugged upward to reveal snugly black-brassiered breasts...Read On

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Desmond's Kitten

Kat is purposely defiant

Kat felt the subtle vibration against her hip before she actually heard the tone alerting her to a text message. She slid her cell phone from her pocket and swiped at the touch screen to view the message. One message from Des, she poked the screen gingerly to open the text. “Be here in 15” She mentally calculated how much time it would take her to get from the campus library to his...Read On

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A Chance Encounter, Part 3

Charlotte meets Ashley learns some pleasureable painful lessons

The Ashley Lesson My eyes slowly opened and shut several times before I realized the obnoxious sound echoing throughout the room was the alarm clock on my phone. “Uh, that’s awful,” I sighed hitting the stop button. What’s with this yellowish colored paint? Where the hell am I? Then I remembered the night before, the entire day before. The vignette of emotion, passion and...Read On

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Jill - Chapter 4 – On the Way Home

The ambulance stopped in front of the apartment building where Jill lived. I helped her get out and handed her the crutches. She tucked them under her armpits and headed slowly toward the entrance without saying a word. The cast seemed much more out of place here than in the hospital. The people walking along the sidewalk were staring at her as if they had seen a ship in the desert....Read On

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M's First Tie, Part 4

M’s First Tie: Part 4 I feel M start to squirm to get comfortable. It’s time to remove the ropes from her. She sits cross legged between my legs as I start to untie her. M lowers her head and glares at the rope being unwrapped from her chest. She moans as the rope leaves her flesh. She smiles as the rope marks reveal themselves to her. “Lovely,” M whispers. As soon as her arms...Read On

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23rd Century Digital Girl Chapter 9

We were sitting on the couch, watching TV, when the doorbell started to ring. Nicole swung her braced leg around, preparing to stand up. I stopped her with a gesture, then reached out and tickled her toes, which were curled up in a way I found very seductive. “Don’t bother; I will open the door,” I said and reluctantly withdrew my hand. “Thank you, Peter. Who could that be?” Her...Read On

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The Start of Something

The Masseuse meets a client at home...

The first thing Mr. Hardy did after he bought me out was close down my parlor for the "re-branding" process. For three months. I told him I'd lose my clients. I told him I'd lose everything. Three months? Suddenly, the seventeen thousand didn't seem so valuable. After about a week, Maxwell called me at my home number. "How did you get this number?" I asked him. I was curled up in my...Read On

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Obsession

Jerry is tired of women after a nasty divorce so buys a sex doll with some strange consequences.

Jerry Reynold sat between an older man and a teenager who chewed loudly on a gum and blew bubbles. The subway car was packed with people and the stench of wet clothes and perfume mixed with the stale air. The train came into a station and Jerry looked for the name. Christ, he thought, I still have three more stops to go. He adjusted his position in the hard plastic seat and closed his eyes....Read On

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Anything For Georgetown Part three

Monica wants to get into Georgetown. The new guidance counselor wants to help--HIS way.

“This school has a reputation for being very good, and we want to uphold that. You’re not helping matters any by being mean to students and flaunting your sexuality.” “It’s a crime to be sexy? You sound like Brenda. I can’t help it if she’s ugly.” “But you can stop your behavior.” “And what if I don’t want to?” Houlihan was still sweating. “I went to Georgetown, you know.” This...Read On

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Weekend Slave

This is an excerp from a story I wrote for someone, let me know if you enjoy...

After your impressive performance with the bellboy, you turn back to me. You are keenly aware that while we have been flirting and had a lot of suggestive talk, we have not done anything. While you are not frustrated, you are anxious to get things moving. Little do you know, I like to take things slow at first. It keeps me in control, this you do understand. "Great job with the bellboy,...Read On

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The Making of Me

You're gay aren't you?

It was my best friend who first noticed what I'd thought for years. We were both sixteen and she was all excited about going out that night with a guy from school; she'd tried to get me yet another date with his friend, but I'd demurred as I always did. "You're gay, aren't you?" I nodded by way of responding and felt just as miserable, as I'd always done when I watched her dressing...Read On

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Steph's Descent Ch. 4

Steph slides further

Steph talked to Fitz about another tattoo. “Phil is just where I want him to be. I can do whatever I like. And I want another tattoo. Not something hidden away either. I want something big and bold.” “Well,” said Fitz, “I’ve got lots of ideas. Let’s go to the parlour and have a look. Anything in particular?” “I want a tiger. I love how they move. Either across a shoulder and down my arm...Read On

To Chance Encounters

A chance encounter leads to a kinky night with a handsome stranger.

Author's note: this is a standalone story and not part of my Cuckquean Diaries. It is loosely based on a tale I was told by a close friend, in a borrowed t-shirt and jogging trousers, over Eggs Florentine and strong black coffee the next morning. Names have been changed to protect the very very naughty. *** "Two tequilas please!" My friend Margot leans over the bar, waving to attract...Read On

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Merry Ho Ho Ho

A trucker gets a gift before the holidays

I let the cabover Mack tractor snake its way along the 2 lane highway, enroute to another delivery.   Another day another delivery followed by another pickup, same story different day; the only thing that changed were the cities involved.   Today I'd delivered in northern Kentucky, a load of glass bottles. My pickup was a load of food at a Cincinnati warehouse, bound for a...Read On

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One Month

He in his, she in hers, the ouch of them

"One Month" by Smutwriter Copyright July 2010 They’d bought them, one for each other, as little anniversary presents. Not really much of an anniversary, one month, but what a month it had been. In his apartment he held his out at arm’s length, stretched between forefinger tips. He grinned; there was nothing of it. Two floors down she hung hers from a finger and gazed in surprise at...Read On

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The Ears Have It

How my fascination led me to the girl of my dreams.

When you think about it, ears are funny things. The first thing I remember when I think of them is when I was kid, my dad used to grab one of mine and hold it tight when I'd been naughty or rude. He never spanked me. Never needed to. Just grabbed me by my ear and dragged me up to my room, slammed the door shut and told me to stay there. As I got older, they seemed to fascinate me. Whenever...Read On

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Two years as a compliant fetish partner

My Lady offers me as a vehicle to satisfy the varied sexual urges of others.

A training period was to establish my unquestioning resignation to the fact that My Lady (as I was to always refer to her) owned me absolutely. I was to be naked, obedient and compliant at all times with her. This training was to prepare me to entertain a series of "guests" that she would access. These guests would be able to make use of my sexual permissiveness in ways agreed with My Lady....Read On

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Soft as Fur She Was

An obsession with fur leads to an erotic awakening

My body was tense with anticipation as I watched TV and tried to ignore the beautiful fur rug in front of the fireplace. It was Friday night and I was doing my regular gig as babysitter for the children of Jack and Chrissie Tanner, who lived across the street from us. At seventeen, I was probably a bit old for babysitting, but it gave me a bit of extra pocket change and the Tanners were...Read On

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Hurricane, Hot Wax And Thick Globs Of Cum

A good girl enjoys her kinky side during a stormy night.

I’m from the north and had only been living in the south for two weeks when the forecasters put me into a collision course with my first hurricane. I didn’t know what to expect. I planned to run to higher ground until the hot guy I met while walking across campus invited me to a hurricane party at his house. For the record, it wasn’t like I met with him, then two hours later I was going to...Read On

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23rd Century Digital Girl Chapter 1

A story about a girl whose body is not functioning properly.

I saw her as she walked out of a restaurant. She was a petite, dark haired girl with stunning blue eyes. She caught my attention not only by the fact that she was incredibly beautiful, but also by her peculiar way of walking. Two aluminum crutches were tucked under her arms, making her look vulnerable. I stopped, stared at these old fashioned devices, and wondered when I had last seen...Read On

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The Wynford Wives

A young wife begins to suspect that something is frighteningly wrong in her new idyllic neighborhood

I The young housewife, somewhere in her mid-thirties but still radiating with youth and vitality, twinkled her eyes at Abbey and said, “Welcome to Wynford! You’re really going to love it here! It’s a lovely town with lovely neighbours! You couldn’t have made a better choice!” Abbey couldn’t help but feel charmed by her effervescence. “That’s wonderful to hear, Caity. Can I make you a...Read On

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Furry Lust

Phoenix discovers the orgasmic magic of furry fantasy.

When I donned my fursuit to go out for my first public event, I was flushed with anticipation. I was more than a little nervous too, not knowing what to expect and worried about etiquette and what others would think of me. But for the first time in a long while, I felt a bit like a child again, believing that I can be anything and do anything that I had dreamed about. I had custom ordered...Read On