The leather of the bench was cool against her skin as she laid back and obediently spread her legs. Her Master made quick work of the leather restraints. One ankle, then the other, and then her wrists were bound. She pulled against the restraints not to struggle for freedom, but to feel the security of their hold. The firm hold of her bonds reminded her of his embrace: safe, secure, strong. She closed her eyes and exhaled...

It had been a long night and I was ready to go home. Kevin was a good kid, but he was quite a handful. Of course, when his parents came home, I said he was no trouble at all and was upstairs sleeping like an angel. Now I was ready for Mrs. Wallace to take me home. "Darling, I'm exhausted. Would you mind driving Abigail home?" Mrs. Wallace asked her husband. "Of course not, you ready to go, Abbey?" He asked with a warm smi...

I stand there, naked and anxious as he examines me. My arms are behind my back, as I have been trained. He cups my breasts one at a time, first gently then harder until I fear I may wince. I try to slow my breathing. He feels the weight of my large breast in his hands, kisses each one, then moves and pinches my very erect nipples. He rubs his rough hands down my body to my waist. I am still as I feel his gaze wash over my...