Bound to the Cross – Part II   I lost track of time as Master John continued whipping me.    My body no longer reacted to the lashes of his whip.   My body was limp and I hung by my arms from the cross to which I was cuffed.   My head hung forward with my hair falling down over my face.    I felt like I was in a dream.     I opened my eyes as I felt Master John undoing the cuffs around my ankles.   He then unlocked the cu...

I had thought about being a helpless damsel in distress ever since I was a teen.   But, the years had passed and I had never had the opportunity to actually live out my fantasy.   I had talked to a few close friends about it and they all seemed to say the same thing.   I was sexually repressed and the thought of being under someone’s control was my way of coping with the fact that I was really afraid of sex, of voluntaril...

Here I was tied, gagged and blindfolded and I wondered how I had let myself end up like this. Jim and I had worked for the same company for several years and then he left to take a position with another company. I had not seen him for almost a year when we ran into each other at a local club. I had always thought he was an attractive man but he really never seemed to take an interest in me other than on a professional bas...