Helen’s slave. Part 1

December 5th, 2008

He is a slave and she is his mistress, she’s got the ultimate power over him, she can do anything she wants and he must obey her…

It happened at last… My mistress said she had a free evening and wished to see me… I arrived bang on time. Having spent some time near her door I dared to ring the bell… The door opened and I saw a pretty girl, I would even say she had ordinary looks but there was something in her, something that I immediately felt. It was energy and power…

I felt a bit inconvenient to meet a person I knew nothing about.

- Good evening, my Mistress, – I greeted her politely.

I noticed a slight smile on her face. She nodded allowing me to come in.

- My name is… – I made an attempt to start a conversation but she interrupted me sharply.

- You aren’t allowed to speak, slave! – She snubbed me strictly.

She decided to show me who was the chief among us was. She was calm but when she spoke I could feel some fascinating power. She wasn’t obviously used to be contradicted. She even didn’t have to raise her voice to get what she wanted. She was accustomed to that and wasn’t going to change anything.

I stopped still looking at her timidly…

- Have I allowed you to look at me? – Helen made up her mind to tell me about her rules right from the beginning. – Lower your eyes, slave… You should always do that! (Read More…)

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A hot day

December 5th, 2008

The guy picks up the girl on the bus, but little does he know that she is going to be so submissive, there’s no way he can resist and escape it…

The day was hot. The sun was bright and all those who were standing at the bus stop were eager to hide somewhere from it. Cars drove past and people were looking at the drivers with envy as they could enjoy the coolness of air conditioning installed in the car. I was wearing dark jeans, sunglasses and a black shirt. I didn’t have to hurry but standing at the bus stop was getting literally impossible. We didn’t have to wait for long as the bus soon arrived. It was overcrowded but I could get in.

I occupied the place near the window and was very happy about that for it was really stuffy inside the vehicle. I noticed a girl standing close to me. I think I would keep on thinking about something if only I hadn’t felt something soft and elastic press to my elbow. My sunglasses were almost opaque that was very comfortable as I could watch the girl without being noticed by her.

Each time the bus stopped or started moving the girl pressed to my elbow. At first I wanted to move a bit aside but then I liked the sensation and began pressing to her myself. I’m not sure whether she guessed me or not but sensations were very pleasant. Now I was moving my elbow around her nipple slightly. Thanks to the crush and stuffiness no one paid attention to us. The bus stopped sharply and I felt her hard nipple and elastic breast became very close to me for a second or two.

She was leaving the bus a bit earlier than I was to. I thought for a minute and followed her. She went alone the street without delaying anywhere. Fortunately nobody else went in the same direction that’s why when I came up with her no one was near us. (Read More…)

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Afternoon Drive

November 26th, 2008

The dreams of all BDSM freaks are cumming true with a brilliant story from the author Mystified_Switch, he keeps making us feel in heaven with his stories. BTW, I really recommend that you should read another great story of his -”Starting with dinner” – enjoy!

Respectfully and sincerely written for Miss C.

We extend our thanks to the author Mystified_Switch.

“Oh shit, could he have found a bumpier road to drive on than this?” She thought to herself as the Chevy meandered its way up and down the foothills in the hilly Missouri Backwoods. Although his HHR has a gentle ride suspension system, it was no match for the terrain and elevations in which the vehicle was traversing. In short it was a bumpy ride, and even more so for her. She sat, quietly, buckled in the front passenger seat, and trying to find any way possible to covertly divert the incoming shocks from the car versus pothole or other bumps. She constantly prayed for a smooth road, but to no avail. Her predicament was an understandable one though. To the passing motorist, her appearance was unlike any other. She sat with her hair pulled up, and wearing a long sleeved and comfy ankle length cotton dress, cinched with a two inch wide matching cotton belt. Light application of a conservative makeup completed the look.

It was what was underneath, and away from the public eye that excited him when he looked over at her. Her ankles were locked in soft leather cuffs, and each had an “O” ring on the inside of the ankle. The cuffs high enough and the length of the dress low enough to conceal them. A double ended clasp connector attached both ankles together, effectively hobbling her. No locks were applied or needed. She damned well knew better than to even think about touching any unlocked cuffs on her body. Up under her dress she wore a tightly fitted pair of latex panties. These panties were custom made just for her. She remembered going to the alterations shop to get her measurements taken for them. The confused seamstress wandered why all the particular measurements were needed in and around the waist, crotch and rear areas, but respected the privacy of the tall and rather attractive dark haired lady before her. She thought it best not to ask any questions, but rather simply take the detailed measurements and let this obviously embarrassed and polite lady get on her way. That was nearly two weeks ago. (Read More…)

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Starting with Dinner

October 29th, 2008

All the BDSM wonders are uncovered in the story, so, read and enjoy!

Respectfully and sincerely written for: Miss C.

We extend our thanks to the author Mystified_Switch.

The glow of the the dimmed lighting complimented the soft background music playing. He sat there quietly, ever grateful, and slowly ate the finely prepared dinner before him. This particular restaurant was not for the everyday consumer, but rather a prestigious five star Irish Steakhouse, and her personal favorite. It’s not her style to bring just anyone here, but of course he did not know that. The business was a little slow for a Saturday afternoon, but that was just fine with him. He was hoping not to have too many people look at him, What if these people caught on to what she is doing to me? He thought over and over. Breathing normally was out the window, as was the typical male speed record eating habits that usually disgust most civilized and mature women. His breaths were controlled, as was the reduced pace in which he was forced to eat, although he didn’t mind either factor.

He was rather comfortable in the situation he found himself navigating through. Underneath his long sleeve light blue dress shirt, and the white tee shirt was the reason to his slow eating, and changed breathing pattern. But the corset was not completely closed. It has a closed measurement of thirty inches, but she only laced him down from his natural waist of thirty six inches down to thirty three. He was cinched, the pressure on his lower spine and abdomen actually forced him to sit properly and maintain a neat posture. Unlike of course, how most males slouch lazily in any given chair. After all, she wasn’t going to take him to such a reputable establishment only to have him slouching and pigging out like snot nosed schoolboy. Her tastes were more refined, she didn’t know him well enough to know that his were as well. As he felt the gentle constriction with every breath, he knew she could take it in more, and she had mentioned that earlier. I expect you to be on your absolute best behavior while we are out, or having this corset fully laced and locked onto you will certainly be the last of your worries, slut, now do you understand? Her words still echoed in his mind. Instead of terror, like most men would feel in that instance, he only felt serenity. He looked up at her and smiled. His eyes were directed to the blouse that was hugging her pert breasts, but also conservatively hidden from others view by the knit loose and unbuttoned long sleeve shirt she was wearing. He enjoyed her dominance over him, and it felt completely smitten to him. He had absolutely no reason to resist her, nor did he want to. (Read More…)

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You have to kiss me better…

September 16th, 2008

Two girls are having real fun and I am sure you would like to join it right now!

After a tiresome shopping they had to relax…

They entered the bedroom, took their clothes and shoes off. Ashley fell on the bed. She was wearing a bra, panties, stockings and a garter. Eva wearing a silk body shirt sat down on the edge of the bed. She got rid of Ashley’s garter immediately and as soon as Ashley stretched her legs over the bed she pulled her stockings off. Then she bent her back as cats do, approached to Ashley and kissed her. When Ashley rose a bit Eva unhooked her bra. Her breasts were small but very elastic and had tiny pink nipples. Ashley turned to Eva and they joined their lips in a kiss using their tongues actively.

At first Eva was stroking Ashley’s boobs slightly, then she took them into her palms and began caressing them very intensely. Ashley undid a small pearl button on the front of Eva’s body shirt. This button attached a silk stripe of the body shirt that went between Eva’s legs to the shirt itself, the stripe that had been so close to her pussy the whole day and now was rather moist. Ashley pulled the body shirt up and the silk stripe slid over the crotch and hid between the legs until the shirt was above the girl’s head.

“Wow! You’ve shaved the pussy!” Ashley laughed and pressed Eva’s body shirt to her face enjoying the scent of her perfume and when she buried her face in the stripe she smelled her pussy’s odor. (more…)

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  • The forbidden fruit

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Intense Invasion

July 16th, 2008

Can you imagine waking up being completely tied and a sexy lady doctor is going to takes some tests…

We extend our thanks to the author MOSEFER.

The darkness of the room engulfed him as he awakened to find his arms, legs and torso securely bound, tied naked to the bed. He struggled for a moment until he realized there was no escape. Swirling in his mind were unanswered questions – how did he get here, who did this to him? His legs were tied so that his knees were up and apart, and his butt was nearly to the edge of the mattress. Suddenly, the door opened and she walked into the room. He gasped when he saw her, scantily clad in crotchless panties and an open bra that pushed her nipples out. She walked slowly toward him . . “I see my patient is awake. It’s time for your examination. I am Doctor Lori, and I will be observing your responses to unusual stimuli!” she said. His heart skipped a beat, feeling part fear and part intense excitement. She threw him a wicked smile to further enhance the suspense, and slowly walked closer as his breathing became rapid. Her fingers reached out and traced soft lines along his most private areas, and when she looked into his eyes and licked her lips he felt his member begin to swell quickly. Her smile grew bigger as she watched his fullness grow. “I’m going to do things to you, and you have no say in it. You like that idea, now don’t you?” she said. His throbbing shaft and mushrooming head gave her the answer she wanted.

She walked over to the dresser. Then she lifted up a towel and he could see an array of shiny implements, bottles, tubing and wires. He tried to conceal his gasping but she giggled and said “What do you think of my toys?” She picked up a bottle of massage oil and walked up to him, grinning. “I need to make you comfortable and relaxed before I begin probing you”, she teased. He felt the small stream of oil slowly dripping along his skin, along his inner thighs and all over his crotch. “Oooo, you like that, don’t you…?” The oil felt cool, yet not cold. Suddenly, his skin came alive as her warm hands began rubbing the oil all over him. He gasped with pleasure as her fingers ran along his body and tenderly massaged his thighs and his balls. She teased him by pretending to reach for his pole, then turning away from it. He swelled even more, aching to be touched. Then her fingers ran down and found his anus. “I will begin by exploring this opening”, she said. Slowly, he felt her oily finger slide just inside the opening and begin swirling around. He gasped and squirmed as much as his restraints allowed, then he noticed her nipples growing hard at her obvious enjoyment. “Describe what you are feeling.”, she told him. He said “You are incredibly sexy, Doctor! I like what you are doing to me.” She said “Good. This examination will take a long time.” (more…)

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Visit to a psychologist

July 12th, 2008

If you have a decrease in your sexual life as a family, you’d better visit a good sex therapist, he’s sure going to give you some good advice…

- Frankly speaking I can’t live with him any more, – Sarah said wiping her tears. – Our love and passion have gone… He doesn’t pay any attention to me. I do need attention. I need the love we had…

Sarah was crying. Nicole looked at Brad and asked him:

- What do you feel to your wife?

- You know, I consider our relationship to be normal. We just have a little recession in our feelings. That’s why I didn’t want to visit a family counselor.

- How can you say that? – The wife asked blowing her nose. – You used to give me flowers, take me to the cinema, kiss, and say how dear I am to you. Where is that all?

Brad shrugged his shoulders.

- Do you have sex? – Nicole asked.

- Well, yes, we do, as other married couples, – he said.

- No, we don’t! – Sarah was sobbing. (more…)

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My ex. Part 2

May 29th, 2008

An ex husband takes his ex wife into the bath room and fucks the shit out of her, he even goes for her butt and he doesn’t care whether she wants it or not…

“See it’s not that difficult,” Denis whispered.

His hot breathing and hot body made me shiver. He kissed me on the neck again. His hands were playing with my C-cups. His fingers pinched and fondled my nipples, he was licking water off my neck. I just couldn’t help moaning. He painfully pinched my nipples and pressed his erect dick at my round smooth buttocks.

He pressed me against the wall, I was helpless to do something. Denis’s hand slid down from my breasts to my stomach and my freshly shaven pussy.

“Damn! You’re leaking! You’re a dirty slut, aren’t you?” He asked while his breath was tickling my skin and his fingers were tossing off my clit.

I moaned and nodded. His touch made me so hot.

“On your knees bitch,” he demanded, I obeyed.

I wasn’t afraid of him anymore, moreover, I didn’t want him to stop the game. I felt my juices stream down my hips. I got on my knees and pressed my nipples against the cold tub bottom. My pussy was pulsing. Scars on my back and butt hurt when warm water hit them. (more…)

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My ex. Part 1

May 22nd, 2008

Even if you divorced your husband it doesn’t mean that some day he can visit you and give you a really good fuck, if you refuse, he’ll take you by force and you’ll like it…

I had an awful day and just got back home. I thought the day would never end. I was exhausted, tired, and sweaty. The only thing I really wanted that time was a hot bath with bath salt and slow relaxing music.

I threw off my clothes on my way to the bathroom. I turned on the tap and was about to get inside the bath when I remembered I left my shampoo and bath salt in the bag in the kitchen. I went shopping the day before and just left the bags in the kitchen, was too tired to sort everything out. So I ran to the kitchen. Half way there I suddenly realized there was somebody else in the apartment.

I could hardly stop myself from crying when I saw Denis, my ex, sitting in the kitchen.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I was livid to see him again.

Denis grinned smugly, I suddenly realized I was completely naked standing in front of him. It’s not that I was shy, he’d seen me naked for all the 8 years of our horrible marriage.

“Hey, relax! Why do you think I can’t call on my wife?” He said calmly, still grinning.

“Your EX wife!” I corrected him. (more…)

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Ass slapping execution

May 21st, 2008

A guy gets to live with three sexy chicks, what can be better for him? But he’d better watch his attitude or he’s gonna have real problems…

During my sophomore year in university I started having major problems with my folks. It seemed to me that my parents had no idea about life and common sense as a whole. I know it was just a teenage maximalism: everything divided in two – black and white, I didn’t understand there were other colors and shades.

My parents suggested I try living on my own if I was so independent.

I had my own apartment that was inherited to me by my grandparents after they died. My mom was renting it out to some tenants. It was a three room apartment downtown. My dad told me:

“Go ahead, tell the tenants to move out and live in that apartment. It’s actually nice over there.”

The tenants were those three girls. I never saw them before. My mom used to deal with them.

And so I went over to the place and told them they had to find a new place. I said they could live there till the end of the month and then I would move in. (more…)

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  • My Simone

    Office romances happen very often and it's much more exciting and interesting to work when you can have fun with your colleagues, there's probably no person on earth who had never thought about fucking some of his co-workers.
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    A lot of employees fall in love with their bosses but only a few get something good out of it, read about this guy's story and see if you like it.
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