Our flesh was bare, in the artificial glow of a haunted venue. Bound by ropes in a Shibari design, each with a Mistress beside us, we were exhibited for the amusement of the victors of the Apple Bobbing Competition and curious onlookers. We writhed as our swelling sensitive areas were poked, slapped and gently teased. One Mistress in a deep purple corset and orange leggings, accentuating her magnificent pumpkin, pleasured...

Every night was a struggle for Rina. When she wasn’t focusing on an assignment or study for exams, she was procrastinating, and nothing seemed to grasp her attention more than the sound of her housemate, Rebecca, laughing obnoxiously into her phone. Every night like clockwork, a tirade of nonsense would overwhelm any hope of concentration. Even if she tried studying earlier in the day, the same thing would happen: Rebecca...