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Revenge Is Not A Dish. It's A Meal

by GoddessVictoria on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She had never felt so humiliated, not ever, and she was almost an expert at it by now. But they were all laughing at her. And that wasn't the worst part. It was the way that he was looking at her. He was laughing louder than anyone else. He stopped laughing, struggling to compose himself. "Are you serious?" he asked her, "You actually think that I'd bring s...

Stage 01

by Capt. Stable on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Stage One: The Doctor's Orders She knew she had done wrong, but most importantly she knew she'd be in trouble. Those boots had clearly been left out for cleaning, but she was so enthralled with her new present, a pair of beautifully high ballet boots, she just had to 'wear them in'. And so she sat upon the corner of the bed, decadent in her sleek shiny ball...

Mistress K Letters 03: Sex Party Ch. 02

by Sexykit on Sep 21, 2020
BDSM

Slutslave I get wet thinking back to how you served as excellent entertainment at my party - part art piece, part human piñata. Kneel at my feet and worship at the creamy shrine of my Goddesshood while I bask in the memories... After you were bound and suspended, you were cruelly tormented for the entertainment of my guests. It gave me great pleasure to...

A Princess For Christmas

by Outsider1505 on Jan 20, 2020
Fetish

This is one of two semi-Christmas related stories I wrote, and while I started the other one first, this one just flowed so much better and quicker that I decided to post it first. Hope you enjoy this little belated Christmas present! -------- I stood by the mall entrance waiting, wondering how it had all come to this. Checking my phone I saw the text whic...

Bootlicker

by GoddessVictoria on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR. He remembered that later, much later but by then it was too late. By then every semblance of masculinity had been totally stripped away from him. He was no longer master in his own home. How could he have been so foolish? Had there been a part of him that hoped she would find out? He had been so careful, smug even. Why shouldn...

The Cruel Shoes

by AAkasha on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

Sometimes Rebecca just wore the boots to attract attention. She loved the way some men stared but tried to hide it, no matter how obvious it was. She sat at the bar slowly eating pretzels, one leg crossed over the other so her boot hung lazily to one side. These were the black, shiny ones. Black patent leather, nearly to the thigh, with laces all the way up...

A Complete Session with Her

by intofdom on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I have made this an interactive story because every reader has the capability to imagine his or her version of the fine details. So I have left some intimate parts for you to imagine. Hope you enjoy the new experience. *** Completely Naked with only leather cuffs on ankles and wrists. A tight collar choked around your neck. You wait with eyes focused on t...

Josephine's Training

by skinnysailor on Jul 15, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

As well as translating this story into English, I have changed some of the names. After all, with just a single tongue, even if you could pronounce 'ek#q*t*' you wouldn't know it's a fur bearing bird. Tramlivia is a Queendom on my home planet. Like most civilized countries we do not practice incarceration of convicts, that would be cruel and inhumane. On th...

An Erotic Tale

by Miss Honey on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The prince forced her hands behind her and held them tight. Her back arched and her dress strained across her large full breasts. The jewels sown upon the bodice; rubies, emeralds, and diamonds, gems given to her by the seven little men from the forest, rubbed against her nipples causing them to harden to visible points. He ordered each of his four submissiv...

At Her Disposal Ch. 03

by Sputnik57 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

At last they reached a residential square, lined with neat Georgian terraces. Its centre was a small park, into which she led him, seating herself on one of the unoccupied benches. Others placed there occupied by staid looking females, residents of the square, chatting while their menfolk were away at their professions. She smiled at them as they gave curiou...