She likes being in control, the type where she controls the speed, the depth and her own pleasure - when it arrives and how long it lasts. Lately, though, she liked being in control over his pleasure... especially if he gets the release he so craves after she built it in him. From time to time she's even had her way with him, subtly promising with her body language an eventual orgasm, but deliberately failing to deliver o...

I’m lying on my back in the cage. My legs are cuffed up and open, and Daddy is stroking his magnificent cock on the other side of the mesh. His face is a mixture of concentration and amusement. My eyes pinball from his eyes to Bestie, my pet name for Daddy’s dick, who is now leaking precum. My heart is racing, aroused at the sight of Daddy’s engorgement, but also from anxiety. My “number one” job is to clean Daddy’s dick...

I squeezed Daddy’s dick between my breasts. Daddy’s dick was hard and warm and my breasts embraced him lovingly. It felt so wonderful to have the World’s Best Cock nestled between the caress of my tits. My cunt began to drool at the sensation. I moaned and... “Goofy.” Daddy’s bass voice shook me out of my dream. I blinked up at him and saw that he was hugging a steaming cup of coffee to his chest. Still a little disorient...

Marissa is awaiting her punishment. She is naked, her head is bowed, her hair is loose and falling around her shoulder and face. She is licking her glossy lips and thinking over in her mind how her mouth has once again got her in this predicament. It is that same mouth that will likely get her out of it she thinks shaking her head. Earlier in the evening, Mark and Marissa where relaxing on the couch watching Sunday Night...

“Six years,” the judge said as he slammed down his gavel. Those words kept repeating in my head over and over. Even as I was handcuffed and put in a holding cell to wait for the prison bus to come, all I could do was think of the next six years. I wished I hadn’t tried to look so nice for the hearing. With my hands cuffed behind my back it made my 36C breasts more prominent. For two hours I sat in the holding cell with ot...

A small latex covered fist reaches up to one of the dark wooden poles jutting from the wheel and grasps it. Her red lips curl into a grin as she pulls at the lever. It turns a wheel, and the clicking of its ratchet echoes in the empty courtyard. It winds up a white rope tightly until the rope creaks with the weight it is lifting. The young man dangles helplessly from the thick leather cuffs around his wrists; a sight whic...

~~~~Day 3~~~~ Ashley lies in her cage. The black sheet sits over it, reducing her light and visibility. The cold dish that once held her dinner, lies next to her. So much has gone through Ashley's head today. How much she has started to crave the affection and warmth of Miss Rose. Any kindness to her, feeling like a deep, sensual warm hug. She thinks about the money she will be making after this week is over. She would ha...

She made her way across the corridor cautiously, trying to avoid the click of her heels on the hard wood floor. Downstairs the clocks were striking midnight. She knocked at Steven’s door gently and listened for his response.  “Yes?” he called. She opened the door and peeped into the dimly lit room. He stood at the far end, swathed in a black dressing gown, casually smoking a cigarette. A wide smile spread across his face....

She sneered as she tore off the ribbon and paper, but her hands were shaking with excitement. From the roll of tissue fell a thick black rubber vibrator which landed on the bed in front of her. She picked it up and looked at it closely. When she turned the control at the base the shaft whirred and shook in her fingertips. She gasped softly. The red sheet fell from her body and she stood naked by the fire with the vibratin...

The room was hot. A fire blazed in the open hearth and stained the air orange. The heavy curtains were closed to shut out the storm outside and the door was locked.  She lay in a sea of red sheets strewn across the huge bed in the centre of the room. Her lithe body shone in the dim light, covered in a sheen of perspiration. She writhed and turned from side to side, and cried out as if possessed; an angel caught in the spe...

Ashley lies on her hands and knees in a small steel cage. Everything feels cold against her exposed skin. Wearing just her white panties and a bra, she can feel goosebumps everywhere. She had just asked Miss Rose for a blanket or pillow or something to make her first night more comfortable. "I'll ask him hon," comes her short response. Miss Rose's heels echo through the dank room. Ashley hears Miss Rose pick up the phone...

"Have you been good for me?" His voice sent shivers through her spine that ended right in her twitching cunt. The juices were already running down her thighs and she rubbed them together carefully. Her arms were secured firmly to the headboard and her legs were free...for now. "Of course, Master," she said with a soft smile and a gentle blush. Her Master smiled gently back at her and he looked her over. She watched quietl...

As Daddy laughed with Robbie in the front room, I knelt in the corner of the kitchen with the plug in my ass. The word “switching” echoed in my ears. Daddy had promised to switch me for not asking permission to stand or walk minutes earlier when I had retrieved a beer for Robbie. My heart beat fast as I anticipated my punishment. I heard their voices lower and I heard them quiet as Daddy walked Robbie to the door. The fro...