Sado-Masochism - Page 11

It was the fourth checkpoint of the afternoon, Susan was getting used to them, she wearily collected her holdall with the ID, Jacob Isumkubu, sitting next to her, drove the Landcruiser while Daniel Mzume and her husband Richard Harding sat in back

Alexis reached for her notepad, quill in hand. As she opened the leather bound capsule, she began rereading the previous weeks’ works. Flashes of images and choicely cut sentences play through her mind. In one such scene, she is standing in front of her self

Chad sensed something was going on the moment Dominic stepped outside the door. He could have sworn he was sweating more than he should be, and he had honestly been concerned about Dominic hurting the girl in some way

Sometimes I am a slut. I think I was born this way. It's true, I never expected to have my life changed the way it did when my wife's nephew, Greg, fresh out of jail, came to stay with us for “just a couple of days” and ended staying for over three years

2 FOUR O'CLOCK I am writing this because it is the best way I know to further humiliate myself. Maybe that will make me cum. To expose myself by letting the world know what kind of life I am leading

After my unfortunate breakdownand refusal to obey direct orders given by the guardsI was driven into a world of terror, dread, and remorse. Not the remorse of regretting what I had donebut remorse for placing myself in line for severe punishment for my serious infraction

Casey lived in a world where virtual reality ruled supreme. Centuries of technological advances had allowed computers to become capable of replicating practically any sensation the human body could possibly experience. Simulated cyberspace was nearly indistinguishable from reality

Being back in the states sucked. Don't get me wrong I still love America but I got fucked over big time by the U.S military. While serving my fifth deployment in the Marine Corps I was injured by a land mine that took my full use my right leg and two of my fingers on my right hand

Journey's End is a male sexual treament center located somewhere in Brazil

WARNING: this story contains pain and bestiality which are not everyone's thing. It also contains very harsh treatment of a pain slut, so read at your own risk. If you don't like that kind of thing, please don't read it then post "wow, this is sick!" I'm warning you in advance

Heidi’s Heinie There comes a time when a typical girl want to be her lover’s sex slave. Usually for me it’s about the time I realized I want him inside me and I’m probably going to get my wish

Archmage Teluri sat at her desk, carefully carving runes into a little strip of silver. It was early morning and daylight lit the room through the stained glass skylight. She had been working on this runeplate for two hours already and was starting to tire of the delicate work

A BAD DAY CONTINUES (Part 3) ** AUtHOR'S NOTE: based on the ratings, part 2 was a little disappointing. It was a transitional chapter, not a lot happened. I hope that this one more than makes up for it. ** Dinner and two glasses of wine did little to calm Peter down

COMPOUND 1 “My name is ASHLEY! ASHLEY! ASHLEY! ASHLEY!” “No, its 24, please, please be quiet or we’ll both be in trouble.” Ashley was the newest slave at the compound and was proving to be the largest pain in the ass to train. She was resentful and thus very difficult

Mike and Mistress Jacqueline had never met in person, they had only talked over the Internet