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one nice night
30 minutes prior to me arriving, you would shower washing off all perfume and make-up, no drying off, you would make sure that all of the curtains are drawn and that the front door is unlocked. you would arrange the room with a single chair facing the door, beside a coffee table where you would put all of your toys, two bottles of water and the cup of coffee you have made me. you would then kneel in front of the chair, your nose touching the floor and your arse in the air, pointing to the...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 05. 08. 10:26 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 | Jo007
My first experience as a master (a true story)
It was a typical spring evening and I had just started teaching, one of my students was a very young 21 years old girl who wanted to migrate to Canada and needed to learn to speak English fast, which is my expertise, however focusing of a certain task was not her strong suit. and this particular evening she came to class not having memorized a single word from last session, which really pissed my off because I could teach her the grammar and I could prepare her for different scenarios as long...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2019. 12. 29. 12:37 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 | duhmaster
Midnight fun
He grabbed my hair and pulled my head bacwards. “You are comming with me!”-He said. We were in the middle of the street, on a Friday night, in front of the club, we just left. The I realized that my desire of going home with Him was much stronger than my anger. He upset me that night, and I wanted to punish Him for that, but also I was burning with lust, so I had no chance but to give in. We grabbed a cab and we began to kiss on tha back seat. I didn’t care if the cabdriver was looking while...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2019. 07. 25. 09:34 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 | KittyCat
Peeing Denial for My Slut
You have told me about imagining being denied peeing by a Master, so this is what I have decided to do in order to live out the fantasy and take you to ecstatic heights. I tell you to drink a lot of liquids and then hold it for a few hours while i have you doing servile tasks around the house like washing the floors, making the beds, cleaning and ironing my clothes, brushing and shining my shoes.  I make you loosen your bra and leave your blouse open so i can see your tits while you are...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2019. 05. 25. 15:20 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 | lavalove969
My Hand On Your Throat Wile You Go "Please,Please
I can't take my eyes off the exquisite veins pulsing just beneath the skin, pumping life and consciousness from your heart to every extremity. Your thoughts are there. Your desires are there. Your wants and hopes and dreams; your hunger. Your essence courses there just below the surface, and each throbbing expansion and contraction is like a signal to me; a pleading. "Please," it says. "Please. Please. Please." I have to fight the urge to wrap my hand around your throat. Each time you...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2018. 10. 27. 17:40 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Punishment
She knew refusing to suck his cock would have consequences. She took her duties as his sex slave seriously, but she hated being forced awake in the middle of the night for anything. She was only half awake, but awake enough to resist when he tried to pry her mouth open, awake enough to know she was being a bad slave, and too sleepy and cranky to care. He ended up raping her cunt that night; he got especially turned on when she was in no condition to resist, so he didn't mind too much. Still,...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2016. 08. 08. 11:49 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Többrétű büntetés
Megcsalt a szubom, épp fenyítését nyeri, Suhogó pálcám telt picsáját veri. Vereslő csíkok képződnek a picsán, Ajkait visítva hagyja el a sirám. Farpofái immár feszülnek szét szépen, Kitáguló korpása nem maradhat épen. Gumicső tolódik bele beöntésre várva, A langyos víztől végbele nem árva. Kiöblítés után a dildót belé nyomva, Tágítom az análrózsát, tövig betolva. Farkamat után korpásába húzom, Análját immáron jó keményen zúzom. Subkámnak nem ér véget ezen büntetése, tovább...
Section: Poems | Appeared: 2016. 05. 08. 18:52 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Diara Elfeledés
Feledés Egy kis ház, melyet benőtt a gaz; egy tisztás, mely tán sosem volt igaz. Befedte az erdő homálya, nem maradt senki, ki még odatalálna. Egy arc, melybe az idő belemart; egy mondat, amit hevesen elhadart. egy pillanat, mit a szív nem feledne, de gátat szab neki az elme. Egy mosoly, mi mosolyt fakasztott; egy kérdés, ami tán elhangzott. Emlék mindez, vagy csupán álom, s én az ébredést várom? Egy gondolat, csak egy foszlány; egy könnycsepp, egy száraz...
Section: Poems | Appeared: 2016. 03. 01. 07:19 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Stranger in Strange Lands II
Inside the house, the Master knew, the two women were oblivious to the world outside of their room. The room itself was cool and full of the scents of spices, woods, oils, flowers, and sex. Mingled with those scents were the sounds of kissing, licking, moaning, murmuring, savoring, loving. The Master could almost taste them in the air, just as the women could taste each other. The Master missed that taste. The sweet and tangy taste He had found between a woman's legs. The two women filled...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2015. 06. 28. 18:37 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Stranger in Strange Lands I
The dust and dirt of a hundred kingdoms powdered the smooth, yet tough feet of the Master as he walked down the road. His stride was even and measured, almost slow. His gait was rolling and easy, as if he were striding across a suspended rope bridge or the deck of a heavily masted clipper. With each step, the dust below his feet billowed out in soft reverberating puffs, and his large footprint remained in stark contrast to the untrod earth around it. In front of the Master the road...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2015. 06. 18. 18:07 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Increased addiction to my mistress
After a quite restless night I woke up the next morning, still moist between my thighs, just thinking of what happened to me. For a short moment I considered, what to do, to go back to the hotel and meet with Christine, or to simply continue my average life. Seeing the clothes she gave my neatly put in the chair next to my bed made the decision easy, as my mind wandered back to the strange, but wonderful feeling I experienced during her treatment. While having a quick breakfast, I put the...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2014. 09. 22. 15:16 | Latest comment: 2014. 10. 25. 13:27 | Number of comments: 1 | jojol
a fantasy story of how I became addicted to my mistress
I am a cute, innocent girl shortly after her school education finished who is working in a large hotel in room service during summer vacation to earn some money. I am wearing a tight white blouse with tie, black skirt (kneelong) and holderless thights, as I don’t like wearing pantyhose. I keep getting calls from a very sexy lady, who is always dressed like a business woman in one of the guest rooms, to serve her drinks and several times a day. After doing so for 3 days, in the afternoon,...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2014. 08. 15. 16:40 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 | jojol
Broken Wings - part 3
“Now it’s your turn, “he mumbled and bent down to kiss her throat. He worked his way slowly down to her breasts and ran his tongue in circles around each nipple, first one then the other. He sucked deeply at each nipple, took one between his teeth and bit it so hard she nearly bleed and cried out in pain. He reached up, touched her face and brought back his sperm on his fingers to rub onto her nipples. He worked the warm, soothing sperm into every crevice of her hard nipples. He ran his...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2013. 09. 22. 20:24 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Cezanne Exhibition - Szépművészeti Múzeum – Fetish critique
- Prologue - Budapest my beloved, my Film-Noir city, why are you so down? I return after six long years and I find your sons and daughters so gloomy. What happened to the great gypsy concerts on the 8th district? How is it possible that in a city of almost two million people, there's only one(!)fetish party every two months? And above all - how come it's so hard to find a place where one can smoke inside, not outside like a dog in the snow?! Yes, I know there's an EU ban against...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2013. 01. 20. 19:51 | Latest comment: 2013. 01. 20. 21:11 | Number of comments: 1 |
Broken Wings - part 2
“Say it!” he demanded and nearly ripped the hair from her head. She spat out the words from between her tears. “I want you to fuck me, you fucking prick! I’m a cunt and I’m begging you to fuck me! Treat me like dirt. Make me beg for it. Do it you goddamn prick! I’m a fucking slut and I’m begging you to fuck me!” “OK” he said relaxing his grip on her hair, “I’ll do it but only because you’re begging me.” His words slashed more sharply than his knife could. She was forced to beg but...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2012. 12. 16. 18:14 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
A night to remember
i usually clean myself before going to sleep, so i was thinking whether to postpone the activity to the morning. It would have the advantage of not having to dry the bath tub after it and before going to sleep and i was thinking after so much coming, i should have cleaned myself anyway in the morning. On the other side, every extra activity related to it had the benefit of reminding me why i am doing what i am doing. So i had a shower (i seldom use the tub for a bath, who has time) and then...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2012. 11. 04. 19:15 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Broken wings
Broken Wings Part 1 She awoke to find herself on a bed tied by the wrists and a man she did not know straddling her waist. Was this a dream? Sometimes she had woken up in the morning with the remnants of a bad dream so vivid in her mind it still seemed real. He was tying the last knot into the long rope that restrained her wrists. The rope cut into her skin and she heard herself screech sharply in pain. That convinced her – this was no dream; it was real. She tried to move her head...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2012. 11. 04. 19:14 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Party
Rachel hated her mother's parties. It was a beautiful spring day and rather than wandering the hills wearing jeans and a tee shirt, Rachel was wearing a frilly white dress with little blue flowers on it. The skirt came down to her knees and she was wearing white socks and a matching pair of white shoes. Rachel hated the dress. The shoes were uncomfortable and the socks looked silly as far as she was concerned. "You look beautiful" Nanny told Rachel, stepping back after tying a ribbon in...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2011. 12. 11. 19:50 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |
Instructions
Instructions Hello Ms. L. I called you into my office for a private conversation. Please shut the door. I’m very disappointed in your work, Ms. L. When you first came to this company you were young, fresh and enthusiastic, but lacking in experience. I decided to take a chance on you, hoping you would be a quick learner. I though your youthful energy would make up for your lack of background. I was wrong. Your work has simply not been up to par for this company. I know, I know,...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2011. 12. 04. 20:21 | Latest comment: 2011. 12. 05. 10:02 | Number of comments: 1 |
Uninhabited Island
The following story is fiction. Several years ago I posted an ad saying "I'd like to spend about a year on an uninhabited tropical island far away from civilization in the society of two beautiful slave-girls. The point is that they cannot seek help from anyone if I'd be too harsh on them; but I promise that their health'll not be harmed in the slightest. Of course, bruises and slight injuries are not counted as harm of health. We are not going to take any clothes or shoes for the...
Section: Stories | Appeared: 2011. 12. 04. 20:17 | Latest comment: Never | Number of comments: 0 |