It started with a phone call to a chatline. I was alone and curious. I recorded my bio message, describing how old I was and how I looked. It said my name was Alice. I was twenty-one, with long black hair, dark brown eyes, curvy. I wanted to find a nice guy to chat with.I went through several messages from men wanting to talk to me. But I only truly noticed one man’s message.“My name is Chase, I’d love to chat and get to...

We returned with the supplies and prepared the walls for painting.  The removal of wallpaper was tedious but allowed for quite a bit of time to talk.   I felt myself being drawn to her in a way that was beyond the lustful thoughts and visions I experienced through the window.  She was silly and smart.  Her goofy side was displayed and she did not try to hide it from me.   “You do realize that we are not going to finish th...

He knew what he wanted, and he found it.   His prize, his gift, his everything, all knelt and displayed for him to touch and make his own. She knew what he wanted, and it was hers to deliver. She knew the rules. Knees spread, hands on the floor behind her back. She knew her body was never going to be the same again, her choice to give herself to him completely made her forget everything else. She was sat in the perfect su...

Hips and lips hover above Sexcalibur. I wait;and watch your facedrink me in.    Expectation,of silken contact, wherever it be.Your breath hushed, waiting…  Straddled across your hips,silken lips fleetinglybrush against Sexcalibur,  coaxing a slight tremor.  Damp lips spread, caressing hilt to tip with slick lust. A recoil from tip to hilt reveals a glistening tease.  My undulations stoke the fires of your exigency. I shal...

I make you sit down on the floor. Not to punish you, but to be able to see my little slut in the best way possible. "Go to waiting sub," I say calmly, but without leaving any doubt that you need to obey me. You jump up and start undressing immediately, since waiting sub is a position in which you are completely naked. I can see your need to obey me. You almost trip in your haste to undress. "Calm down, my little slut. We...

“Meet me for dinner Be there at eight, Wear no panties And don’t be late.”   He ordered for me Oh what a treat, His hand slid up my thigh And I squirmed in my seat.   When dinner was over  He lead me out, Pinching my ass He warned, “Don’t pout.”   He snapped on the leash And lead me to door, He opened it up And pushed me to the floor.   “Kneel before me slut, Tell me who you serve. Please me now, Or I will give what you d...

What I imagined the night we met... It’s a perfect autumn day. I’m cruising down country roads, windows down, my car filled with the scent of firewood and dead leaves and some alternative rock band from the early 2000s blasting from my speakers.  Usually driving to spend the evening around a group of strangers would freak me out, but all I can think about is the wind licking my nipples through my tight shirt and hoping yo...

I coughed and gagged as he withdrew his cock from my throat, spit trailing from my mouth and tears running down my face. He was lying on the bed and I was on all fours between his legs, looking up at him as he let me breathe for just a few seconds before pushing my face onto him again. Then I felt her tongue on my pussy. If I could have gasped I would have; all I managed was a muffled groan onto his dick. Her hands were s...

“Do you trust me?” he questions.“Completely.” she sighs. As he ties the ropes tighter Her body complies. “You want it?” he coaxes. “No, Sir.“ she denies. “You need it.” he tells her. “Yes, Sir.” she replies.“Do you feel that?“he asks her.“Harder!” she cries.As he claims what she offers And drips down her thighs. “My good girl.” he whispers. “My Sir.” she replies. He opened her soul up And she closed her eyes.

“Do you trust me?” he questions.“Completely,” she sighs. As he ties the ropes tighter Her body complies.“You want it?” he coaxes. “No, Sir,“ she denies. “You need it,” he tells her. “Yes, Sir,” she replies. “Do you feel that?“ he asks her.“Harder!” she cries.As he claims what she offers And drips down her thighs. “My good girl,” he whispers. “My, Sir,” she replies. He opened her soul up And she closed her eyes.

When you get to the door, knock three times, wait a second, and put on the blindfold. Stand there, hands by your side, and I’ll let you in. Follow these directions exactly. Be prompt, Sweetheart. —Daddy She stood outside of room 304 and read the email again on her phone before slipping it back into her clutch. His words made her tingle with excitement and anticipation; he had such a captive hold over her desires. Giving u...

Amy nervously twirled her hair in the back of lecture hall. Though she was typically an attentive student, her mind was consumed by the head full of auburn hair in front of her. She had had her eyes on Blake for the last few weeks, though they were little more than casual acquaintances at this point. But she had finally made up her mind that she was going to put herself out there and ask him out on a date. She knew it was...

This story is the real account of what happened on my birthday written by my pet. I had received an instruction on Thursday evening to prepare myself to visit Sir on Saturday for his birthday. He had told me what to pack and not to forget my butt plug on Saturday or I would be punished. I made it a point to pack my travel back on Friday night before going to bed. Saturday morning came and I was woken up by a phone call fr...

"Do you want to play the game?"He whispered in my ear.I looked him in the eyeWith nothing much to fear.My head moved up and downSo I am sure he understood.My intentions were to please him,To be his little girl so good.He yanked my hair hard and Pulled us close together.His breathe lingered on my lips,Things were about to get much better.I wanted nothing more,Than to lick his dick just right.Making him proud of me,His ange...

On my knees, resting position. Palms up on my thighs, waiting to serve my Sir. Legs spread wide for his pleasure. Eyes cast down. Knowing He will be here any second, the waiting has me on edge. Just thinking of my Sir's firm hands on me, has me wet and ready for Him. I think back to the last time. I bite my lip and moan. Fighting the urge to reach between my thighs, must wait for Sir. Goosebumps spread across my body at t...