Master of my bodyKeeper of my trustLook upon my naked formAre you now filled with lust? My head is bowed My hands are upon my kneesMy eyes are downcastDoes this posture please? Please do unto meAs you so desireFor now within meYou have sparked a fire From where it came I do not know Let us fan the flames And see where they go

“Discipline is what you need, girl!” As Lady Hilda spoke, she let the tails of the hand-crafted leather flogger stroke the girl’s spine.The girl stiffened. She was bent over the mistreatment table, dressed only in pink hipster panties and a white t-shirt. The t-shirt had been pulled up over her back, so that she would feel the instrument of chastisement on her skin. “Lady Hilda, ma’am. What have I done?”“What you’ve done?...

It was well after midnight, and I was in bed with the lights out when I heard the click of the door latch, followed by some muffled rustling and whispers. “Are you sure it’s okay, Amy?” said a male voice. “What if we wake her?” Then there was another rustle and a squeak and a giggle from my room-mate. “Look, why don’t we just go back to my room?” said the male voice again. “Don’t worry; once she’s asleep you’ll never wake...

It took a good half hour of trembling and shaking while Darren cuddled me on the sofa before I felt calm enough to even try and stand up. My whole body and brain were reeling from the shock, pain and pleasure of my first real, penetrative sex. Well, the first I had any memory of. My actual defloration had apparently taken place late the previous evening but I had been too drunk to remember anything about it at all. Eventu...

It’s a busy weekday morning in the office, but nothing I can’t handle. Lists dwindle as the 'things to do' get dispatched. A nice, uneventful day so far. While I’m figuring out which item gets next priority, my tummy does a crazy flip. It’s done that intermittently for the past three days so I know damn well it’s not the mango I had with breakfast. I motor through another item on the agenda. Done.For some reason, a racing...

Out among the glittering stars,the plumes of clouds touchthe sky like sleepy ghosts.I'll find you there,in this life and all others.Out among an ocean of spiritsflying soundlessly skyward,cascading glows cover endless flight.Lives flash through me the closer and closer I get,every song and dance that loversfound the other half of a heart in.I'll find you there,in this life and all others.

Susie Evans was new to the city. She was a country girl at heart but had travelled a fair bit across the country with her work. She was a successful woman and was never out of a job for long. At this time of her life, a ripe thirty-five-year-old, she found herself in the big city. She had big ideas, both in her career and social life. The trouble was, she had no friends, just colleagues that she worked with; she looked on...

Kristi McDowell was not having a good day. It started by waking up too late to get her husband's lunch ready. He couldn't wait and said he would just grab something from the "roach coach" that comes by the construction site at lunchtime. Kristi felt terrible about that - she had eaten a meal or two from those places and she didn't like the fact that because of her, he had to now. Then her oldest boy, Allan, the 10 year ol...

A beam of light falling through a gap in the curtains disturbed my restless, fitful sleep. It hurt! Oh God, it hurt! My head felt as if an elephant was using it as a trampoline; my eyes seemed to be glued shut; my mouth had been used to store old sawdust and as for my tummy… Was it morning? If I could open my eyes, I might find out but they remained stubbornly closed. I raised my fists to my face and rubbed my eyelids. Th...