Looking back, I couldn't help but smile as I drove home from David's flat. Our time together had rejuvenated our relationship, and I was reluctant to go home. I even got the impression that my boyfriend was genuinely shocked when he realised that since Crete, those were the first two days we had spent on our own together. Of course, in my own way, I had to subtly remind him of that fact, but he got the message. We needed...

It has been almost three months since Andrea, Laura, and Cristina, three women from the office where I work as a receptionist, got me under their control. I have watched the video they made of me, tied up and begging for my liberating orgasm, many times. Each time, my pussy gets dripping wet, but I would not want anyone else to see this video for the world. In the first week, they left me pretty much alone. However, on Fr...

Rebecca's Office Rebecca sat in her office, her feet propped up on the desk, the wood creaking softly beneath her heels. Her short pencil skirt was slightly hiked up, revealing a glimpse of her lace stockings and the curve of her thighs. The white blouse, unbuttoned just enough to show a hint of her lace push-up bra, strained against her firm breasts. Her lace thong lay discarded on the floor, a silent witness to her curr...

Friday EveningArrival at the Dominatrix House The drive to Isabel's house felt like an eternity. Each bump in the road sent a shockwave of frustration through me, a reminder of the week-long denial I’d endured at my Dom’s command. My heart raced as I shifted in my seat, the tight black mini dress I wore clinging to my body, emphasizing the way my thighs pressed together in a futile attempt to relieve the relentless ache b...

The following morning I awoke between Miss Susan and Miss Chantelle with my arse absolutely on fire; Miss Chantelle had spared nothing with my caning. As I stirred, Miss Chantelle awoke, smiling at me as her hand felt the weals on my arse. I groaned and she told me that I had better get used to it as she was a disciplinarian; as though the pain in my arse hadn't already let me know that! As she got out of bed and headed f...

My mind was in a whirl after Miss Susan left; what had I let myself in for? I realised that I really knew nothing about her and that she looked really young. I assured myself that she had to be at least eighteen to have been in the club, but should a woman of forty-five be in a relationship with someone that young? Thinking about it, I realised that she absolutely did excite me and that I craved her attention. I spent the...

At the age of forty-five, I was made a partner in the corporate law firm where I worked. This involved a move to head office on the other side of the country. Of course, I had visited head office before, but moving there, where I knew no one, was a daunting prospect. I did wonder if it might be the opportunity to meet my dream partner, but I had no idea how to go about it. As one of the senior lawyers, I had mentored inte...

In the depths of our secret desires, a fire burns, Yearning, craving, as my body softly yearns. Bound by crimson ropes, a dance of pleasure and pain, In your skilled hands, I'm consumed, my senses aflame. Amid a world that casts judgment and fear, We create our own haven, where our fantasies steer. Your touch ignites me, each knot pulls me in, A tapestry of submission, where our passions begin. Tie me tight, with ropes of...

Chapter 6: Cleansed = "Wake up, Baby K!" I rolled over, rubbed my eyes, and sat up from a deep sleep. Daddy was standing by the door. "Get up, get dressed, and come down to serve me breakfast. You’re back on maid duty. Baaba is already in the kitchen cooking." "I’m sorry, Daddy, I don’t have any way of setting an alarm. Thank you, Daddy." I rushed around, had a quick wash, brushed my teeth, and opened the parcels with my...