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"I am happy to help you Marsha," I said, knowing that my helping her might help to soften her blows. The amount of groceries was amazing and it took half an hour to unload and put them all away. Then she motioned towards the bedroom as if she had been here before.. "I am to bind you first, it is a part of the training," she said and followed me into the bedroom. She attached my arms to the tops of the posts on the footboard of the bed and grabbed up the leather paddle. "As a slave, I know how important it is to build up a tolerance to the paddle and lash. Count out loud for me, we are going to 150 today," she said matter of fact as she started to swing. I counted and felt pride that I was growing accustomed to the paddle, as well as growing aroused from the pain. (more...)

"You are going to put that siding up today Boy," she said between bites. "Just like yesterday I want you to come check on me every hour to see what I might need. Because your ass is looking pretty sore, we won't make you wear the plug today, nor the cockstrap, to give that time to breath a bit. Hurry along and see me in an hour. "Yes my Madame," I answered as I removed the cock strap and headed out the door towards the barn, naked except for the collar. I worked hard and got a lot done in an hour, it was going up fast and being a barn, didn't have to be perfect. After what felt like an hour, I headed up to the house to see Linda poolside talking on the phone. As I approached, I dropped to me knees and she motioned me to get a drink from the glass of tea she had there, I finished it off and poured her some more. Then she pointed to her pussy and spread her legs, saying aloud, "Eat my pussy, Boy." (more...)

That night, Madame attached my hands to my neck and teased me for hours as she watched pornos. She did allow me to put on a robe to answer the door for the pizza delivery person, who happened to be a girl, but she wouldn't let me tie the robe shut. My cock stuck out and my cuffs and collar were very visible. The heavyset delivery girl seemed surprised, but all she said was, "Oh another one of those couples huh?" I smiled and tipped her well. Madame fed me pizza as she stroked my cock, keeping me so close to orgasm it was painful. I couldn't imagine not being allowed to come, but I really wanted to please Madame, and avoid a beating so was willing to do anything. She ordered me to eat her pussy while she enjoyed her dinner and afterwards, I cleaned up and took the garbage out to the road in the darkness of night. Finally, she shut off the VCR and TV and led me to the bedroom. She allowed me to use the restroom and to brush my teeth before cuffing my hands behind my back as I lay on the bed. She lay down beside me and masturbated to orgasm with a gel type vibrator, kissed me goodnight, pulled up the covers and rolled over to sleep. (more...)

After only ten hits, she stopped and ordered Linda to her. She rubbed my throbbing ass as she moved away. My cock bobbed up and down as if looking for those friendly lips that so rudely walked away. I heard them move over to the chair and heard her order Linda to her knees. I also heard a vibrator come on and Mistress Mara's command to eat her out. "Yes my Mistress, if it pleases you," she answered. I listened for some time as I hang there, sweating from the pain, aching from hanging and hungry with desire. I heard Mistress Mara grunt through an orgasm, and then order Linda to the floor. They continued there for another 30 minutes. They must have moved near me because every so often, I would feel some lips on my cock, and finger would push on my plug, or a hand would absently caress my leg. Linda came at least 3 times, as loud as she could, as she was ordered. I think Mistress Mara had the same number, but hers were only dignified grunts. When they finished, Linda was ordered to suck me as Mistress Mara cooled down. With the blindfold on, I never saw them do anything really, and the thought crossed my mind that it was all an act, and that they didn't really do what it sounded like they just did. (more...)

It began over the years, I have had a few close friends and my wife ask how I got involved in BDSM. Since I was 18, I had fantasies of women bound, with their bare asses revealed to me. I think it might have been from some classic art book I had been exposed to that I don't remember, but that vision has remained clear to this day. The women were not typical of modern day models; they were very Rubenesque, large women with looks of worry and concern. Bound and possibly at a slave auction My brother made fun of me because I was interested in their asses and not the breasts. That is one of my oldest memories. Those pictures disappeared, either the books were removed, if they were books, or the pictures hidden. As I grew towards maturity, I found pornography wherever I could get it, and stashed it in the woods, away from prying eyes. (more...)

When we talked today, I mentioned a dream I had about you, and at your command, I am sitting here writing this email to you. I will start with what I remember, then tell the dream as if it is happening now. I remember the touch of your lips, sliding along my neck as you ran your hands through my hair, tugging the strands to pull my head back, baring my throat to your hungry mouth. I moaned softly, rubbing against you as we stood in the darkened bedroom, bodies pressed tightly together, your teeth raking along my neck, nipping at the pale skin.... My hands roam your back, caressing you through the sheer black lace top, whispering a soft "please," as you bite my neck again. My pleading causes you to look up, your eyes burning with fire as you step back, shaking your head, "not yet, little one." (more...)

Hmm what can I say about Elizabeth, or Mistress Elizabeth as I was now to call her. It's a long story how I got to where I am at the moment, but let me just point out I am 26 years old, tall, dark hair, good body. Mistress however is 43, also tall but with long auburn coloured hair, it framed her face, despite her years she looked early thirties and obviously kept herself in great shape. I never thought age mattered too much as long as two people were attracted to each other, and Mistress made men's head turn, no matter if they were 18 or 68. Of course looks weren't everything, Mistress had her own business, was intelligent and extremely powerful, her eyes drew me in when I first met her, maybe this is how I got myself into a position I wasn't sure I wanted to be in. It started when I was out for a drink with, Elizabeth as I knew her then, what I didn't know was my drink was spiked. Waking in the morning I found myself dressed up in women's underwear and made to experience things I never thought possible. But luckily my story did continue. (more...)

The red headed woman who stood over me had at first started off as a customer then quickly turned into a friend, how was I to know that she had other plans for me? I’ll get you up to date, we ad gone for a drink and whether she drugged my drink or I suddenly couldn’t hold much I found myself awake in her spare room dressed in her underwear, gagged. My hands tied to the headboard and my ankles tied at the same point exposing my ass to this beautiful older woman. Elizabeth, or Mistress as I was being forced to call her was stood over me dressed in thigh high boots with a wicked looking heel, stockings and Basque and she looked twenty years younger than her actual age, she was stunning. There was one thing about her stunning appearance that worried me greatly. Strapped around her firm waist and between her legs was a thick 9’’ realistic looking black cock, veins, bumps the lot! (more...)

Where do I start, well I guess with me, I’m 26 in a normal job with a girlfriend. Seems as my job involves me spending a bit of time on the net it was no wonder that my mind began to look toward other things, one of those things was bondage, holy shit not the serious stuff just playing. Anyway my other job is customer facing and you see all sorts, and to get along in work a little bit of flirting didn’t hurt, some of the customers actually enjoyed it, but after a few visits this one woman even started to flirt back. Now when I say woman I mean woman, Elizabeth must have been in her early forties, divorced, I only knew that because she liked to tell me. It seemed a lot of her time was spent working or at the gym, well at least she seemed that way when looking at her with her clothes on. Elizabeth and I got on well in a working relationship, we flirted and laughed and occasionally joked. Her main concern was that I was far too good for the job I did and maybe she could find me a better paid job in her company, I had no idea she owned her own company, but the pound signs floated into my head and I told her I’d be interested in hearing more. She seemed a fun woman and would be fun to work with, hell I had to admit she was pretty and I felt the occasional twitch in my trousers from seeing her, she stood 5ft10, long auburn hair and what seemed firm breasts, not too big, just the right size and an arse to die for. (more...)

Now this is a story written by a man and for men, those who love hard bondage. It was hard for me to publish this story but still I thought that there must be something for men on this blog... So here is the story:

We have been discussing bondage for some time now - both of us are interested and eager to explore. We decide to try domination one night - you are to be my slave. I must tell you; just the thought of dominating you makes me hard. My imagination runs wild as to what I want to do to you! I rent a room at a hotel, we decide to drive separately and I am to arrive at the room first to prepare. I fasten one pair of handcuffs to each top corner of the four poster bed, and some leather strap fasteners to the foot of the bed. I place my toys on the end of the bed and cover them with a black satin cloth. I have many toys to tease you with. I stand back looking at the bed and smile. (more...)

"What the hell am I doing here at this hour," Carl said out loud to no one in particular, "man was not made to lift weights at midnight!" For over a year Carl Nevins had been working out three nights a week at the "Barbell Club", trying in vain to build up his underdeveloped body. Diets, protein shakes, aerobics, weight machines, and now free weight training, and not much of a visible improvement in muscle development. He had to admit that he felt stronger, but as far as high muscle definition was concerned, well he seemed to be paddling up stream on that one! Even at midnight there were plenty of people in the midst of their workouts, most, if not all of them in better shape than Carl. After struggling through a set of bench presses, Carl decided to take a break, and watch the other people stretch and sweat for a while. (more...)

It was a rainy Sunday night. Mistress had everything in place for for her house boy. She hurried to light the candles and lay out all of her wares for the evening. Dildo, strap on, massager, oil free candles, ice, clothes pins and her favorite, the paddle. Stevie knocked gently three times as he was instructed to do. Mistress led him into her foyer and greeted him with a smile, as he placed her tribute on the front table, a case of her favorite spirits and two packs of cigarettes. "Good boy" Mistress smiled. He knelt down before her and kissed her hand and her feet. "Go over by the sofa and stand there." (more...)

Emma eyed the half loaded commuter train car for a few moments before deciding to take a seat across from a middle aged business man who was busy reading the morning paper!!! She waddled down the aisle and stopped at his shoulder and asked in a sweet voice, "Is this seat taken," while motioning to the empty bench directly across from him!?! "Uh no, ma'am," he replied while shaking his head, "it's been empty ever since I got on board, help yourself!!!" "Thanks," Emma replied while plopping down in front of him, "my legs are just dead!!!" He smiled at her for a moment before going back to his reading, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of her pulling up her skirt to expose a generous portion of her fleshy thigh, and as he furtively looked in her direction, she spread her legs wide apart giving him and eyeful of her hairy fat pussy!!! (more...)

We had both had a long day at work. After dinner and a little TV we decided to go up for a quick shower before bed. My wife finished her shower before I did and hopped out. Once I had finished I stepped out and began to dry myself. As I opened the bathroom door she snapped " I didn't say you could come out yet!" Not wanting to disobey (and loving the tone in her voice,) I quickly shut the door. She cracked it open and slipped a dirty magazine through and told me to make sure I kept myself hard for her. She wanted a lot of pleasure out of me later. I sat and looked at the pictures of women naked and playing with themselves as I waited for her. Soon she informed me that I could join her in the bedroom. (more...)