This is the story of how I discovered that I am a Pain Slut. My name is Chloe, and I had been dating Chris for about six months since the beginning of our freshman year of college. He was a great guy, and we did all the typical things that young couples do - we went out on dates, hung out with friends, etc. I had sex with him after we had been dating for a few weeks, mainly because it was what was expected. He wasn't my f...

At first there was total darkness... Then she felt him lower her onto the cool table. It was so hard under her back that she knew this wouldn't be comfortable. Annie didn't want comfort and though he was easy with her moments ago, she knew things were about to change greatly. She remained perfectly still for him, for her Master, able to hear the chains above her head jingle some as he prepared them. He then took her left...

Male’s Perspective: I had been noticing that pained expression in her eyes, that heartbreaking gaze that seemed to repeatedly lose its focus, staring into nothingness. Despite appearing content, there was an underlying disturbance that robbed her of serenity. It tore at my heart. Each time I looked at her, my discomfort intensified. I yearned to ask what haunted her, what stole her peace away. Yet, she consistently masked...

It was Friday afternoon as Anna sat at her desk, her phone in her hands. She had started making the call countless times since she entered her office thirty minutes ago but she always stopped while scrolling for the number. She had just returned from a meeting with a very important potential customer and she had totally blown it. This was her company, she had built it from the ground up but lately, she had been losing foc...

Rena moaned as the thick silky cloth glided across her shaft. The black milf had her ass parked down on the edge of her bed, her legs spread wide to allow her left hand to wrap a bra around her turgid cock. It was a bra, the sweat and skin oil that had soaked into the cloth was still there. Still smelling of her. Rena made a sandwich out of her dick, using both cups to properly cover her shaft. She pumped the cloth along...

Keisha was not having a good day. You could totally argue she wasn’t having a good year. You could even argue she wasn’t having a good life. A little bit melodramatic, sure, but her whole life had been leading up to this point: She was but a week away from her prom and she had no one to go with. And it wasn’t like she had just waited for a boy to ask her. Oh no, she knew the futility of that! So instead, she had gone and...

Chapter 6 – Race Day Race day. Even in an alternate universe, some things are constant. It's hot, humid and I cramp up around Mile 10. The only difference here is that I get to listen to two women tell me how stubborn I am all the way to the finish. The line at the massage tent is way too long, but April tells us not to worry. She has her travel kit in her car and after we take showers, she can give us both a massage as t...

Disclaimer - Yes, there are references to a LOT of real places in this story. Guess what? I don't own the rights to ANY of them. I use them to give "real" backdrop to a sexual fantasy. That is especially true for Disney, its parks, hotels and attractions, etc. Go visit them and expect to have a lot of fun, just not THIS kind of fun! ADVENTURES AT DISNEY The following story takes place at Disneyland during the weekend of a...

I lie bent over our bed and Salome kneels behind me. Slowly, patiently her tongue licks each and every welt she left upon my bottom. She is methodical, starting at top left, following the line the cane left, moving across my buttocks, then down the next, slowly sweeping, Her tongue seeking out the ridges with patience and care. I feel her nose across my bottom, touching me as She moves from welt to welt.  My Mistress care...

I could hear the die tumbling and then, silence. My heart was pounding in my ears, wondering what number it had landed on, anticipation and fear gripping me. Blindfolded, I relied on her to call out my fate, something that she’d taken more and more time to do as the ‘game’ progressed, sometimes not even bothering to tell me. I’m not sure which was worse – knowing or not knowing. “I have a little game planned for us, pet.”...

"Stay put." His direct, piercing eye contact and gravelly tone made it very clear that this was a command and not a request. A first order masochist, I sat back down on my hard chair and embraced the stinging burn, while I waited for him to shake hands and dismiss people at the door. I tilted my head down and closed my eyes as the room grew silent. The door clicked shut and the soft swoosh of the descending window blinds...

I was taking quick peaks over my shoulders in each direction outside my cubicle walls between feverish strokes of makeup that I hadn't had time to apply before I left my apartment this morning. Another late night had left me short on sleep and thus short on time. Once I realized I'd turned off my alarm in a half-asleep still-buzzed daze, it was a mad dash to spray my wild wavy locks with dry shampoo and run fingers throug...

We had just met and we were totally smitten with each other. The events of the crazy weekend just gone ended in an unexpected coupling of Ying and Yang proportions.  Her whole life she played second fiddle and now suddenly found someone willing to put her on a pedestal. I, who lacked direction, found a girl who could keep me in check and control my destiny. An outsider may have seen it as sweet revenge since my ex-wife ha...

The alleyway between two brick buildings was unremarkable, hidden behind a torn-open section of chain-link fence. Some litter had slipped out of the rusty green dumpster pushed against a wall, and there was barely enough space to get a compact car past it, though it dead-ended into another wall. As the sun set, though, and darkness crept across the city, the quiet, empty street met with some company; a handful of men arri...