In the first part he has received a tawsing on each hand and been told to ejaculate on her shoes and then clean up his mess, before being securely restrained over a punishment stool in their dining room with a chastity cage fitted to prevent him from becoming aroused during his punishment. He has been told he will receive 36 strokes of the smoked dragon cane followed by 36 of the extra heavy tawse to his thighs. The story...

Against all odds work has summoned me to your town. We have chatted, flirted, sexted, cammed and swapped pics for ages but we have never met. We never expected to meet. The distance between seemed insurmountable. But, weirdly, my work is sending me to your town for three days. I will have a single evening to myself. I let you know but you are not sure you can get out of prior commitments in time to come and see me. I hope...

I thought, what a ho-hum gift when I opened the box to find a scarf. We live in Florida, and scarf-weather only happens five times a year. I watched his face beam when he unwrapped the tickets to see his beloved Patriots playing in Miami on New Years. I couldn’t believe I spent $500, and he only spent what? $40? And the rest of the day, I walked around with a scowl. That was until he used that scarf to tie my hands behind...

"There’s no damned way I’m allowing myself to be tied up!" This was Brandi's vehement dismissive response to a suggestion her husband, Wyatt, made about his thoughts on how to restrain her, and edge her to orgasm. "I don't like being tied up," she added, "it is difficult enough to focus all my attention on being able to climax. Being tied up... Will. Not. Help!" She made her feelings brashly clear, and it was left it at t...

Chapter 17: Angela’s Anal Adventure Angie’s father had been absent the whole evening, which Angela figured was not a rare occurrence. The fact that Dale was some high-profile researcher over here was, in some ways, even weirder than the fact that she was a whore. She wanted to know more, but she certainly couldn’t ask him. It was not like Angie to care what her father did, as long as he provided her with money and a place...

I don’t know how long he was going to leave me there, it’d been maybe forty-five minutes already and there was no indication of him returning any time soon. I thought back to why I’d found myself in this predicament. I had masturbated and cum without his permission. I broke his number one rule. I was deeply ashamed at myself, that I had shown such a lack of self restraint and disrespect to him. He had made it very clear t...

A deep melodious bell rang low throughout the caverns. Vana and Lala looked at each other and slowly rose out of the bath. "Come, Master Gar. The feast in your honor will commence soon." The women helped him into a long soft robe and then donned sweaters of white fleece that barely reached their bottoms. They led him up a long spiral staircase to a lavish chamber hung with tapestries and lit by warm glowing lanterns where...

Wild Abandon It’s not that I forget about Jess, or that my feelings of guilt dissipate overnight, no, far from it. But, my reasoning for breaking up with her proves to be sound. Without her in my life, my access to Ethan is greatly increased. Managing three people's schedules is way, way easier than managing four. Liza is working long hours at her new job and Ethan’s place is only two stops from mine. Stopping in after wo...

Jennifer Carmichael looked at her speedometer when she saw the flashing red and blue lights in her rearview mirror and heard the siren behind her.  She had been going nearly seventy-five miles per hour.  She slowed down and pulled to the side of the road.  She waited a few moments as the small town deputy approached her car and asked her for her license and registration.  She handed it to him and smiled. “Do you know how...

“Hello!” I yelled as was my habit walking into my boyfriend’s house. The front door was unlocked, but his parent’s car was gone so I thought he might be home alone since his car was in the shop. No answer, I checked the deck, but no one seemed home. It was surprising, but I guess everyone forgets to lock their front door occasionally. I was about the leave when I decided I needed a quickie potty-break before heading back...