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Thank you for reading this, I hope it pleasures you as it does to me. This is obviously the fourth installment of the Football Fantasy series. If you want to know more about the characters, then you' re just going to have to read the first thr...

My Slave Life: Discipline and Punishment As a submissive, I simply adore rules and structure. It’ s always been my feeling that just as a well trained dog is a happy dog so too is a well trained slave a happy s...

Four days of Heaven . .. . day one! I glanced at the alarm clock as I slipped back under the covers after a much-needed visit to the bathroom; it was 3. 25 in the morning. Thank God I didn’ t have to get up early...

(Heavily modified slave goes on a morning show on television to show off her transformation and do a masturbation show. This is a follow up story to my Kneel or No Kneel series. ) Slave Milky Tits on the Morning Show...

This is not my own work. This wonderful little piece was written by an another known as " Thumb" about ten to fifteen years ago. I repost it here so a new audience may enjoy it as much as I have over the years. These a...

This was a story told to me by my wife Marie Lynn ( who has been a hotwife for a few years now ) as she was staying out of state for a few weeks. She would check in several times a day with me but there was a 24 hour period where she wasnt heard f...

I noticed her one night as I was walking my dog. He is now quite old, so I have to take him out late at night, otherwise he has trouble holding it till morning. Anyway, she was with her own dog in the dog park. I don’ t usually go into the do...

1. If you asked the students of West Point Highschool about the shy nerdy girl, Claire, you would probably get one of two replies, a confused look and the question of ‘ who? ’ or you would be told about a girl who is always top of...

Eli couldn’ t move. His hands were bound above his head, and his feet barely touched the cold linoleum floor. A gentle draft dusted his bare skin. The room was dark, but he could just barely make out a crowd of faces in front of him, staring....

“ I won’ t go any lower than twelve. ” I was sweating, but Mr. Johnson looked calm. He’ d been calm for the whole fucking negotiation, all forty-five minutes of it. He was slouched in his black leather chair behind his la...

I awoke feeling groggy and unsettled. I had woken up many times during the night to punish my new slaves, and I would punish them greatly for disturbing my sleep. All night Michelle had screamed, hoping in vain that her calls would escape the soun...

My Life as a Slave 2 I stayed roped on my tiptoes by the cock ring for about an hour I think. I couldn’ t do much to turn from facing the window, and even then I don’ t think there was a clock that I could check. The silence was in...

This is another Deirdre tribute story from 1994. Enjoy! I was going to fail biology. It hadn' t happened yet, and I normally was an outstanding student, but a third of the way through the semester I could sens...

Abby (2) It was about 2pm when I woke. Rosco was lying next to me, keeping guard I assumed as the back door was still open. I staggered upstairs making sure Rosco stayed in the lounge. By now I was fed up of constantly taking baths, and alth...

To my surprise, the sad looking Comfort House was completely decorated for a wealthy Chinese wedding. The solders guarding the compound and the entrances all had new uniforms. Miss Yamaha, dressed in traditional Kimono, was already waiting at the...

This is not my own work. This wonderful piece was written by an author known as " Thumb" about ten to fifteen years ago. I thought I would repost it here so a new audience may enjoy it was much as I have over the year...

“ Please Sir, we haven’ t played it in forever. Please, please, please, ” you beg from your knees. Looking up at me you seductively bite your lip, knowing I can never turn that look down, especially when you are only wearing panties...

Aunt MJ' s Farm The summer heat was wrapping around Taylor like a thick, sweaty blanket as he dragged his suitcase up the dusty path to Aunt MJ' s sprawling farmhouse. He was eighteen now, fresh out of high...

Whilst in Stian’ s office… It is dim and gloomy; all so shadowy and lightless. I can not glimpse or make out anything at all with my bodily eyes. I cannot perceive and sight Stian Elbert… my very own possessed and pleasantl...

Kelly was still slowly stroking Tim' s dick, her mind going over how she was acting. ' I' m acting like a sex-crazed fiend, I can' t keep doing this. I' m a married woman, ' she said to herself, quickly looking at the kids....