Red and Black Lace BDSM

Exploration of her submission into the dark…

She stands in the middle of the room, looking into the mirror. Looking at her own reflection. She knows why she must move, must do as she was instructed. Taking a deep breathe she slowly begins to strip. Removing one item and then the next. Keeping her mind focused on the task. Unbuttoning her top, hands moving from one button to the next until she shrugs it from her shoulders and lets it drop to the floor. Hands gently gliding down her torso til… Read more

Ropes (part 1) BDSM

A story exploring rope bondage and Shibari…

Pulling into the motel car park Tom's mind wandered to the bag in his boot and the plans he had for the evening. He had been planning this for sometime and was looking forward to it!

He collected the key to the room and then walked up the stairs to find room 19. He had never stayed in this motel and didn't know what to expect. Tom was pleased to discover that Room 19 was at the end of the block with another room on just one side.

Pulling… Read more

The beginnings.. BDSM

Just the start…

He gets out of the car as I watch from the doorway, bowing briefly and asking for permission to enter. He gives her permission, and she heads up the stairs to the bedroom- she knows what the deal is by now.
By the time he closes the door to the bedroom she is standing by the bed, head down, bare except for her makeup as she waits for orders. Her wrists are crossed behind her back, making cuffing her just that much easier.
Bending her down over … Read more

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Exploring my dark side BDSM

A taste of BDSM…

I’m always excited and nervous before the first meeting, it’s the unknown. This first meeting was even more special because I was going to submit myself to something I had only seen in pictures and viewed with immense curiosity.
I have always said you can’t say you don’t like something unless you have tried it. I drove two hours for this new experience, and I must tell you it was well worth it.

Two hours building the levels of antic… Read more

Outsider BDSM

A fantasy yet to be experienced!…

Outsider!!!

We are sitting on the bed talking about tonight’s session and how you will be tying me up and blindfolding me so I don't know what will be happening to me.
Then your whole persona changes, You get to your feet and look at me with the eyes of my master, I lower my eyes and stand in front of you straight away,you didn't even have to say a word.
You Pull an open mouth hood out of your pocket with one hand and pushing me to my knee… Read more

Beneath BDSM

Beneath the surface, the prey is stirring…

The craving that hides, beneath kind words and lovely smiles

In a darkened corner, beneath warm fuzzies and light laughter

Lying dormant and waiting, beneath the sensuality that seeps forth

A forceful bite

Sharp claws drawing across flesh

Oh, there she is, that primal prey

All-consuming and fierce

Not for the faint of heart and mind

A worthy adversary she seeks

Intimidating and Rough

Intelligent and Alpha

The w… Read more

The Dining Table BDSM

A daydream about a special someone- you know who you are... ;-)…

I'm sitting here at the dining table remembering you in that fucking hot outfit... Thinking how much I wish you were here in those fishnet stockings and sexy heels... Hands cuffed behind your back as I took you by the hair and bent you over the table, pressing your stunning breasts against the polished timber... A nice big ball gag in your mouth so I could enjoy your delicious whimpers and moans... Your shoes scrabbling against the floor as I as… Read more

History or Fantasy? BDSM

Men get out your lube and tissues, ladies, warm up those fingers...…

The bright golden sunlight only penetrated the thick mauve drapes dully, like the backside of a prosaic movie screen. No one watched the movie. The neighbourhood outside was conspicuously silent.
Inside, the atmosphere was a husky warm, smoky twilight. Cigarette smoke. SC pulled the white nylon cord taut and drew her ankle tight against the bottom post of the bed. A single four-poster bed with ivory satin sheets and two thick fluffy pillo… Read more

Submissive fantasies - Chapter two BDSM

For those who missed the first chapter I recommend you read that first

After about 20 minutes, when my knees were starting to ache somewhat, we heard footsteps coming down the stairs and Mistress Kate strode in and stood in front of us. Wow – she looked sensational. She had boots on that went up to just above her knees, stockings that continued on up to the suspender belt holding them up, silk panties that she wore over the suspender belt wi… Read more

Her Fantasy (Part 1) BDSM

It was her fantasy and I was more than happy to make it a reality. We had chatted on line but had not yet seen each other each other faces. I was passing through Auckland so rented a hotel room. She knocked and I called out that the door was unlocked and went in the other room. She walked in and took a look at the toys laid out on the bed and put on the blindfold as instructed. This was her fantasy, she wanted to be to be fucked by a “complete … Read more

Just us. BDSM

We had met a few times beforehand and each time it had been a wonderful journey of exploration - at times animalistic and others deeply sensual in nature.

I was really looking forward to seeing you again. All day it had been hard to concentrate when the true prize was to make it through the day. Images of your naked body and how I wanted to ravish it floated through my mind at the most inopurtune moments during meetings causing me to smile an… Read more

Submit to me... BDSM

I want to meet you in a secluded carpark, away from prying eyes... You should, I think, be dressed up nicely for me like a good slut- a nice dress, sexy heels, perhaps stockings as well, finished off with some of your favourite lipstick... No panties though, of course- I can just imagine how the cool breeze will feel on your sopping wet pussy as you wait for me both a little nervous but also extremely excited...

Upon my arrival you'll stand th… Read more

To please and serve BDSM

She gets out of the car as i watch from the doorway, bowing briefly and asking for permission to enter. He gives her permission, and she heads up the stairs to the bedroom- she knows what the deal is by now.
By the time He closes the door to the bedroom she is standing by the bed, head down, bare except for her makeup as she waits for orders. Her wrists are crossed behind her back, making cuffing her just that much easier.
Bending her down over… Read more

When the cuckold begs 5 BDSM

Her lover embraced her as they watched her husband eating his fill of the sticky white mass. He was like a pig at trough and as they kissed they broke off to giggle at this sight.
As hubby eagerly finished his chore she slid her leg up along the thigh of her new lover, placed her heel on her hubands forehead and pushed him away. Rising up looking down on her kneeling husband and prone lover. She put her shoulders back, her breasts standing pro… Read more

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When the cuckold begs part 4 BDSM

... Her lips parted her tongue moving forward coaxing him in to her waiting mouth. Her cherry lips brushed either top and bottom as her tongue expertly guided him. She started rhythmically moving over him her tongue, lips and cheeks stimulating every nerve in his large throbbing cock. She moaned with the pleasure, the vibrations making him tighten his muscles in his back.

She reached round her nails biting into his buttock distracting him f… Read more

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Master...short story BDSM

A short story. …….. Master

Ding ding, a message. I pick up my phone and read

What are you doing slave?

Having a drink at my hotel bar master I reply

What are you wearing ?

An emerald green cocktail dress, master, with nothing underneath

Good he replies

I feel someone approach me from behind.

A warm breath close to my neck

Good evening slave I hear whispered in my ear

I turn, it is my master, a zing of lust run… Read more

When the cuckold begs - part 3 BDSM

... She pushed hubbies head back, "ask him" she said it was matter of fact, level, calm her voice confident as though there were no choice but to obey. He craned his neck trying to make eye contact, from my standing position I towered over him. "please fuck my wife". I smiled "can we do anything we desire". He dropped his gaze "Yes". I kissed her hard as her hand carressed my now fully erect cock inches from his face. "Do you think my big… Read more

When the Cuckolds begs part 2 BDSM

.... she slid her leg up mine her heel sliding against my shin, the sharp grounding me in reality as her nails dug through my shirt into my back. Her zipper was all the way down now, my hand ran down sliding effortlessly over her soft skin until my fingers had the roughness of lace on their back and the gentle curves of her buttock against their front.

Her hand left his back briefly and clicked and pointed down. Instantly hubby fell to hi… Read more

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When the Cuckold begs part 1 BDSM

I waited for the text by the bar sipping my whiskey and gazing at the bottle of red wine I was about to share. I had been talking for a while online with one of the sexiest ladies I could imagine. She was perfect and what made it even better was the control she effortlessly exerted over her husband.

My phone buzzed, I answered. She spoke 3 words "I am ready". I smiled knowing the moment I had been waiting for had come, I replied "Send him… Read more

Reds Visit South - Part 2 BDSM

“Oh, Sir, It’s so good to see you, I was worried you weren’t here yet” you squeal in delight, as you throw your arms around my neck, and kiss me, for the first of only two times this weekend.

“I can see you were my sweet” glancing over at the black man on the other side of the carousel, as I slip your collar round your neck and fasten it securely.

Your face flushes red. Redder than your hair.
You know you’re going to be puni… Read more

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Red's visit south.. BDSM

Your heart races with anticipation as your flight taxi’s to a halt outside the terminal building.
You know your sir waits inside. With plans for your weekend. That you know nothing about yet.
You scramble to get your bag from the overhead locker, and be first in line to get off the plane, not an easy feat in your tiny black skirt, tight white blouse and 3 inch heels, but you must not keep your master waiting.

You stretch up to get your ba… Read more

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Late for work BDSM

It’s raining, by the monsoon bucket full

It’s cold and downright miserable.

We’re on the road, to Oamaru, from Dunedin, for your weekend shift in the family business.

We turn onto the coastal section of state highway 1, at Blueskin Bay, and a wet hand protrudes from a rain coat, thumb in the air.

Normally I don’t stop for hitchhikers when I have company in the car, but I decide to take pity on this wet, wretched specimen, gend… Read more

For Red - (she knows who she is) BDSM

I arrive home at midday and find you in my kitchen. Making my lunch.
A little surprised, and a little unhappy I ask "what are you doing here?, how did you get in".
You say " I thought I would surprise you sir, by making you lunch, and the door was open sir"
Angry at myself for not making the rules clear enough, (you only get invited into my home, you don't help yourself), and for forgetting to lock the door when I left for work this morning, I… Read more

In the clearing: Part 2 BDSM

Continues from “In the clearing, Part 1”


When awareness returned she looked up to see that the scene had changed. Simon was stood in front of her, and facing her. Sandy had obviously been entertaining herself by oiling him up and he was now slick and shiny from top to bottom; especially the bottom... and the bits on the other side.

She was looking at Niki at the same time as slowly fondling Simon’s oiled and semi-rigid cock. She was… Read more

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In the clearing. Part 1 BDSM

Niki was kneeling on the ground, her weight on her hands, her naked bum high and exposed to the sun and the afternoon breeze. She wore white stockings, the straps cut and hanging loose, but apart from that she was naked. The stockings might have been immaculate just a few minutes before, but now holes were beginning to spread from where her knees chafed the ground, and from where the ropes had wrenched at the delicate threads as they were being s… Read more

The Long flight.. BDSM

The Long Flight

As usual I arrived at the airport with only about an hour before departure. In all the flying I've done, only once have I missed a flight and that was due to a serous car accident backing up the motorway into Melbourne Airport.

One of the benefits of doing so many miles in the air is my Platinum frequent flyer status. With that card I never queue and always have an express card for customs. Still I had to keep moving.

3 p… Read more

my strip club femdom fantasy... BDSM

This is really not how it was meant to end, if this is the end. But, it sure as hell feels like it. Here I am, naked on my knees, hands taped behind my back, ankles tied together and somehow linked to my hands keping me on my knees. My face covered by a mask or a blindfold. I'm on a large plastic sheet they put down when I came in, all I can think of is that scene in Goodfellas where the guy has his brains blown out. The bouncers brought me here,… Read more

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Taken BDSM

[I was out of town, and arranged to meet up with a lady i had recently meet for lunch..  This is a true story inspired by that encounter. (some creative license has been taken to make the story flow, but does remain faithful to the activities).  I hope you enjoy it.. I certainly did!]

There ways a knock on my hotel door.. I open it, she was standing there in a coat and high heels, she slowly opened the coat to reveal a corset, holdup stockin… Read more

B & D for three BDSM

B and D for Three

By Six

With employment opportunities scarcer than stilettos on Eden Park, an
opportunity to get paid to watch a couple fornicate sounded like money for fig
jam.

Nora (not her real name), a dominatrix acquaintance of mine, has a notable professional sportsman client who wanted to be watched. If I mentioned said players name this article
would be on the front page of every major New Zealand paper and probably a f… Read more

a fetish poem of a kind BDSM

A Fetish poem (of a kind)

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It isn't about pain,
it isn't even about gratification,
although thats a bonus.

It's about control,
about knowing when to stop.
Of knowing the thin line
between pleasure and pain.

It isn't about humiliation,
It's knowing what she wants
what she is
what she needs.

No demarcation of what is
or what isn't allowed,
onl… Read more

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