Sam's Slut I woke early in the morning in my own bed with no recollection of how I got there. The sun was beaming through my window as my eyes gradually focused. The other thing I noticed fairly quickly was the ache of an overused rectum. Even my jaw was a little tender from all the face-fucking I endured. I tried to stay in place and enjoy the feeling of being used so thoroughly, but the need for caffeine trumped everyth...

Tease and denial Today was an intense and captivating experience, as my Mistress took pleasure in subjecting me to her enticing edge play. She delighted in keeping me on the edge of climax, teasing and denying me the ultimate release until the very last moment. The allure of this tantalizing game was indescribable. The burning desire courses through my veins, my senses heightened, and my body vibrates with exquisite tensi...

Having dropped Jen off at her mom's house so that she could spend the next twenty-four hours with her dad, I stopped around the corner from my house to take a moment and think. I was heading back home to spend the first proper time alone with Becky, my seventeen-year-old neighbor, who was also the daughter of an ex-girlfriend. Becky and I had time together because Jen, Becky's best friend, was spending time with her dad,...

My collar had finally arrived, and I was more than eager to be subjugated to his total control. Quickly adapting to the new dynamic, my days were spent working, being forced into a state of constant, nearly-overwhelming arousal, and rushing home to ensure I had time to properly present myself to Master. Knowing that the situation was temporary gave extra urgency to my exploration of this lifestyle. I’d told him that I did...

A collar black as night can be. A silver ring attached. A chain to hold me tight. Silky ribbons fastened firmly, wrapped around my wrists, on my back combined. A ball to gag me, all pleads muted, Just as you would like. A fold to blind me, green eyes hidden, around my red curls tied. Your voice in ear by headphones caught, all other sounds cut out. Whispered words, honey sweet, deep timbre so aroused. Your want feels oh s...

Look at you, limbs at all points of the compass. I bet your jaw is aching, but it’s not the only thing, is it? I have not touched it. I have been good… you are so naughty. I have panted, groaned, and writhed. My body glows. Thank you. You are naked, mine in this tight second skin. Your limbs are not the only thing pointing. Mmm, so thick and filling, but you cannot help yourself, aw bless… so quick. Good boy, and so much....

The musty stench of mold, mildew, and who knows what else was only partially covered by the hundred or so sticks of burning incense. Photography lights burned into our retinas, blinding us, and the crumpled tarps on the filthy floor may have hidden the dirt, leaves, and rat droppings from view beneath us, but the infestation and decay were evident everywhere. Having always thought that being a professional model meant fir...

I entered the apartment still stunned by Emma's kiss. I went to my room like a sleepwalker. Thankfully there was no one else in the apartment. I took off my clothes, wiped off the make-up, and went to take a shower. I was still amazed at what had happened that night, the water falling on my body and me reviewing the scenes. Emma talked and laughed during dinner at the restaurant, her confessions, the strong wine, the wait...

May is perched high above the food court, leaning far over the rail. She peers down at people. They look so wonderfully squishable and cute from up here. May wrings her fingers, tipped with pitch-black pointed nails, around the railing. "He better show," she thinks to herself. God how she hated that he'd gotten under her skin. The relationship started five months ago and the first two were a whirlwind. May and Peter were...

Another motherfucking red light, just as I approach the intersection. I'm not speeding, well, not too much, but I sure am anxious to get home. A lot of guys I just left at the office have made excuses to stay late, citing a less-than stellar home life as the reason for wanting to spend as much time away as possible. But not me. Not tonight. Not after receiving those text messages from Valerie not too long ago, the ones th...