A little background: My name is C. I am a 25-year-old, 6’4” man who found out very early that I am a dominant, not just a "dom" who likes to boss his woman around and then fuck in missionary all night. No, I am a dom in the sense that I get extremely turned on by being in control. If I say, you will do. If you don't, you will face the consequences. And I am very creative when it comes to punishments. Furthermore, I am a r...

As my husband of thirty years came, he asked me what was the sluttiest thing I had ever done... My mind wandered. Was it fingering my best friend on the bus? Sucking off my sister’s boyfriend in the garden? Gagged, bound and being fucked by strangers? Your mother fucking me with a strap-on the night before we married? Giving a hand job to your best friend in the back seat while you drove? Choking on your uncle as your fat...

May 14, 2023 – London (Hampstead) – 7:17 p.m. “Chronicles of Astrid Latour – Part 32 (confidential! No peeking)” It’s obvious something… suspicious is going on here. Not suspicious in the creepy way that would make me pack my bags and run back to my parents in Bordeaux. More like… weird. Just yesterday, my flatmate Jane (well, technically more my landlady than a flatmate—seriously, who owns a triplex in London these days?...

It all started at the beginning of the summer holidays when my friends planned a day’s worth of activities to celebrate my birthday. They started my day off with a healthy breakfast, followed by a facial and a massage at a local spa. Feeling another person’s hands knead against my body was a first for me. Every touch felt somehow forbidden and exciting at the same time. The warmth of the oil, the scent of the candles, her...

The lake was quiet at dusk, the sky shifting into soft shades of pink and violet as Eve prepared the canoe. The air had cooled, but not enough to chase away the heat lingering from the afternoon sun. The only sounds were the occasional cry of a loon in the distance and the rhythmic lapping of water against the dock. Katie stood barefoot at the edge, watching as Eve spread a blanket over the bottom of the canoe, layering p...

-05: Jenna- Friday night had ended up being eye opening, albeit incredibly awkward afterwards. I… think I orgasmed? Jenna seemed frustrated when she untied me. My panties were soaked; I could barely feel anything between my legs because of the constant vibrations. But the battery had given out. I was so disoriented, so exhausted that I went straight to sleep, and when I woke by noon on Saturday, Jenna was not there. I sti...

“Babe, you forgot your mask; here.” I was about to argue, mostly confused for the moment. I had just settled on the train to head home, and a warm body had just sat down next to me. My focus was on my phone, setting up my after-work-train playlist; it took me a moment for the thought to cross my mind: was the comment towards me? “--Huh?” That was all I could get out when I looked up and over at the man sitting next to me....

Sitting naked in the outdoor hot tub underneath the Treehouse Dungeon, I felt the hot water reminding me of all the places where leather implements had made contact with my body. My ass had borne the brunt of the impact, but my tits, pussy, legs, and back had all been part of the erotic spanking. My Sir removed the leash but left the collar in place to remind me that I belonged to him. Greedy hands roamed over my body, pa...

Malignant murmurs quiver in my eardrum, her hand squeezing tight about my throat. "Trick or treat, pumpkin?" Unintelligible sounds wheeze from my gag stretched lips to dribble incoherent down my saliva-soaked chin before splashing on sweat-sheened, heaving breasts. "Treat?" Vibrations ravage my cunt. Merciless, insistent, demanding as stretched and restrained I twirl atop the wand's relentless caress. Soup-minded as orgas...

The blackness was suddenly lifted. The bag was pulled from over my head and light flooded my eyes. I was tied to a chair. In front of me stood a big guy with a tattoo on his head, he had his thumb wedged firmly underneath his belt. I tried to pull my wrists closer together as what felt like cable ties restrained them to the back of the chair. My eyes began to quickly adjust. The room was in fact only dimly lit by the lamp...