I hadn't heard Daddy leave, so I awoke with a start when I heard his ringtone. "Daddy?" I croaked into the phone. "Good Morning, Goofgirl!" He sang back at me. My heart felt a little lighter at the sound of his voice, but my body felt like it was weighed down with sand bags. "Still tired from yesterday, my Slut?" He asked me cheerfully. "MMMhmmmm," I moaned, remembering. Daddy hadn't been pleased with the job I had done o...

“M-master?” The blonde woman whispered from her position on all fours in front of the three nude males in the hall.  “Come, love,” the largest one murmured as he tugged on the leash attached not to the gold and black collar that hugged her throat but to the black studded clamps that pinched her swollen nipples. Her ample breasts swayed as she crawled forward to follow her master’s muscled legs. “Now,” her master said, “Cr...

We agree to meet up. I am nervous. I know I like you. I am excited. But I …how will it be? Will it go further than I can handle? Will it go flat and embarrassing? We meet at a sort of coffee bar place that you have suggested and you are already there. Its just..nice. chatty. friendly. Almost girly. Before I order a cake and a coffee you suggest that we take a cake home to yours and relax. Your house is stylish and comfort...

Confirmed Domme The unexpected session with Ariel had left me astounded at my own vulnerability, more accurately my willingness to become submissive to this girl young enough to be my daughter. I not only allowed her to control me, I subconsciously willed it. At first I attributed it to the fact that I had not had sex in over a month and while it had been satisfactory, it gave me no incentive to please the woman. Her orga...

Unsuspected Domme When Ariel and her mother first moved in next door, they kept a low profile for weeks. When I finally went over to introduce myself and welcome them to the neighborhood, they seemed an odd family. Ariel was a typical 17 year old except that she dressed in the Goth garb popular with some teens. She wore black eye makeup, lipstick and nail polish. I never saw her in any clothing that was not black, skirts,...

I knew I’d been a bad girl and my Daddy wouldn't like it. He wasn’t my father, but it was a name that he let me call him (sometimes he let me call him Master or Sir, or even baby or honey if he was pleasuring me). I normally was a very good girl. I would do anything to make Daddy happy. He was so good to me. He protected me, took care of me and fucked me every single day and night. That was one of his rules: He needed to...

She Made Me Do It I had second thoughts about returning to the small town where I grew up and from where I had enlisted in the service, because there were few of my classmates that I cared about seeing again. But for the lack of something better to do that weekend, I made the drive, checked into the local motel, showered and went to the convention hall late in the afternoon. Just as I was about to leave from total boredom...

“How can anyone, especially you, find all this” — you wave your hand around, gesturing to your naked body lying before Tom on his bed — “attractive?” “You see fault where I find beauty,” he says gently, running the backs of his fingers down your cheek. The corner of his mouth turns up. “By the end of this night, you will feel as if you could tempt a saint.” “Why would I want to do that?” you ask. “I’ve already got you… Ha...

The Fisherman After a full day of sun, I started thinking about what trouble I might get into that evening. I had enough of the dive bars Jane and I had been going to all week. There didn't seem to be any place to dance on this island. No easy relaxed places where you can get close to your partner, with no one smashing into you holding their beer bottles or pink cocktails. I walked to the edge of the surf and watched the...

"I don't swallow," Linda blurted drunkly."I do," Denise countered with casual frankness. I watched Linda make ‘her’ face, the one she always made when discussing aspects of sex that disgusted her. I'd seen it so frequently in the last ten years that it was too familiar, almost her natural state. The nose wrinkled and the brows crunched in, the mouth grimaced in revulsion. She never missed an opportunity to express her rev...

I had called her at her office and gave her and her secretary very specific instructions. This was going to be one of my experiments. I do them every once in a while. I was going to see how far I could push a woman in an attempt to get her to stop being passionately attracted to me. You see, several years earlier, I one day awoke to find myself irresistible to any and every woman. It started with my step-sister, but it qu...

He knew that her eyes were burning as she stared at the glowing computer screen. She hated to leave anything unwritten, and he knew she'd stare at that damned monitor all night if he didn't stop her. The Word program reflected off of the lens of her glasses as he walked over and leaned a hip on the desk. "Babygirl?" Not surprisingly, she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, not hearing him, lost in her little writer's...

Is it safe to feed the ducks? Is it goodFor them? Probably not. They’ll fend for themselves,No? And these Sunday breakfast remains Are mine. Croissant flakes, and the bitterAche of coffee! Dull clouds driftAbove, and the light is so dim and pure, The pond a quicksilver sheen, and the ducksWell-fed and warm, I’m sure. ShortlyA rain will start to streak. By then We’ll be in the car, or at its door.I want to walk and linger...