In the heart of New Orleans, where the air was thick with mystery and desire, there lived a woman named Isabella. She was a creature of habit, her life a carefully orchestrated symphony of routine, until the day she discovered an advertisement for an exclusive BDSM club, “The Velvet Noose.” The allure of the unknown beckoned her, and she found herself standing before a heavy wooden door, her heart pounding with anticipati...

I have always been into female domination and BDSM. I love being tortured, humiliated and used by a beautiful woman dressed in tight leather and wearing an intimidating strap-on. It’s pretty much the only porn I watch and I watch a lot of porn. A few months ago I finally found the courage to visit a professional dominatrix. I live in San Francisco. There are quite a number of professional mistresses to choose from. After...

The day after I had got home after the dinner party at my in-laws' house, my phone buzzed. It was a message from my father-in-law. Susanna, his wife, had gone to visit her sister; I was, as a result, to come to their house that evening. All arrangements had been made; I just needed to bring an overnight bag. With Charles still away on business, I hopped in my Range Rover to make the hour’s drive. Parking in the sweep of g...

Returning from our honeymoon, we settled into married life. Charles commuted to his job in the City. I occupied my time with setting up home, going to the gym, meeting for lunch with girlfriends, and riding out from the livery yard where I kept my horse. Long rides across the rolling countryside were heaven. But as most female riders will tell you, the motion and the constant rub of the saddle is highly arousing. I freque...

*Note: All of the characters in this story are fiction. This story is only for entertainment purposes and is fantasy.****6 months ago I ran into a site by accident, I am not even sure how I got there. The site contained information on bdsm groups, get togethers and parties. I had never thought about going to a bdsm party before, but wanted to check it out to see what it was about. I contacted the site manager, and inquire...

You are on your knees, bound at the ankles. Your arms are behind you, bound at the wrists. A bit is placed in your mouth, and fastened to the back of your collar. A blindfold cuts out all light. Also attached to the collar is a restraint that extends down your back, connecting your wrists and ankles. This secures them and keeps your head pulled back. You have been stripped completely, only your slave wear in place. That m...