Power exchange Stories

The key clinked into the lock, and I was already tired before it even finished turning. I opened the door to my apartment and lugged my workout bag with me. I ached everywhere and I needed a shower, and I was pretty sure I had the start of a black eye, which wasn’t anything particularly new. There was a commotion of noise and chaos storming from one of the back rooms, but for the moment the living room was blessedly empty...

1000 rooms rain is finally falling, I can hear it hit the ground above me. thunder and lightning roll across the sky fucking each other relentlessly.their sweat falls from the sky cooling air and earth, quenching thirst, washing air. the early morning thrum on the roof launches 1000 beds charged withelectricity thick in the sky, thick in her cries she urges thunder to crash harder,pound louder keeping up with the crack li...

This story was motivated by the sight of a very pretty Indian college girl in an atrocious bikini at the pool this summer. Once it started though, it became an exploration of power exchange.All characters in this story are completely fictional.I welcome all suggestions and comments on the story. It’s not what might be considered ‘hot’ just yet. It’s because the explosive scene I have in mind will now appear in the 2nd cha...

She awoke with a start. It was 5:55am. Exhaling in a half frustrated, half indulgent groan, she sank back into the new winter sheets she had just pulled out three days ago. The season was changing. Outside, Fall was making its graceful exit and the gritty cold winds of Winter were approaching. Four months it had been, and yet it was with her. 'Wake up 5 minutes before My call' he instructed her. He had no authority over h...