I woke from an exhausted sleep on Sunday morning with sunlight filtering through Mistress Lisa’s bedroom window. I was naked and wrapped in a blanket at the foot of her bed. I ached from sleeping on the floor and from the pain she had inflicted on me the previous day, but I was a willing slave now and nervously excited at what she had in store for me that sunny day. I have long been excited by sexual submission and domina...

I owed a painful debt to Mistress Lisa and, my Mistress informed me, would be given to her for a weekend at the end of the month to settle the debt. I had known this was coming, but now I felt a wave of fear and excitement cascade over me. Mistress Lisa was twenty-six, almost half my age, but my Mistress had given her dominance over me when my Mistress, Mistress Lisa, and Mistress Cathy, all three of them colleagues of mi...

I slept an exhausted sleep on the carpet at the foot of her king-sized bed before waking slowly as the dawn light filtered through the hotel room curtains. I was naked, cold, tired, I ached all over and smelled of sex. It was clear that my Mistress hadn’t released me from my servitude of the night before, when she had taken me deeper into my submissive self than I’d ever been, making me her willing Slave. I watched her ge...

We were colleagues and it always felt dangerous between us. She was in her early thirties and I had just turned fifty. At first we actively disliked each other, perhaps reacting to the arrogance that we are both prone to, but that slowly changed. We found that we worked well together and started to flirt, particularly after a drink or two on overnight business trips. She was tall, blond, beautiful, posh, and very fond of...