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He had awakened earlier than usual. His body naturally dawning with the sun - agile, eager and alive. He relished these rare mornings when the physical roused his consciousness from the umbral ooze of dreams rather than the abrupt blare of alarms. On days like this, his pulse was in tune with the tectonic shifts of the Earth as she lulled herself round her tethered course. This was how man was meant to rise – primitive and naked.

He let the… Read more...

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The water was freezing cold by the time she stepped out of the shower, resplendent in goosebumps and dripping hair. She stood onto the mat and shivered, scrunching her toes into the fluffy fabric. She felt a towel sweep across her upper back, then down and over her bum. A firm hand took her shoulder and turned her around.

"I like the effect the cold has on these" his blue eyes twinkled as he tweaked each of her puckered nipples.

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At 00:01 she received his text.

“I’m at your door.”

A moment of elation. Followed by a pure resentment she hadn’t felt since she was a child. In a flash of inspiration or rebellion, even she wasn’t sure which, she grabbed her purse, keys and coat.

She opened the door. He was standing before her in an impeccable olive green suit. His amber green eyes flashed at her with a smile. A deliciously evil thought crossed his mind and… Read more...

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She shifted forwards, and stretching herself fully above him, released first one and then the other handcuff. She collapsed beside him with a satisfied sigh as he massaged his wrists. He pulled her to him and nipped her earlobe playfully. She closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of him as his arms enveloped her. They lay in comfortable silence, limbs tangled. He locked his fingers into hers and softly kissed her neck. The muted sound of the… Read more...

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“Every time you please yourself without my permission, you will spend a week alone. You’ll hear from me next Sunday.”

It felt like one of the longest weeks of her life. Seconds ticked in her mind so slowly she found herself wanting to scream out loud. He hadn’t contacted her once. He hadn’t responded to any of her texts. She began to wonder if he was still there, still real, still paying any attention to her at all.

She hated sil… Read more...

He raised himself on his elbows and shuffled backwards along the bed. Finding his position he spread his arms, long and lightly muscled, wide towards either end of the ornate headboard, then lay still.

She stepped to the side of the bed, the muted tread of her heels on carpet accompanied by the distinctive rip of velcro. There was a faint clink as she unjoined the cuffs and gently taking his wrist she enveloped it in the soft padded restraint… Read more...

The years had passed in this place and as he stood in front of a new class at the outset of a new semester he realised it had been a very long time since he’d done anything new.
The curriculum he delivered was old and his version of the same basics he’d learned at school himself.
Adult students from around Europe sat in front of him and it was there enthusiasm that often sparked his attention or focus but it had been a while and he was ti… Read more...

*** It wasn't my intention originally to continue this story, but a continuation was requested... hope you enjoy***

She lost herself in the kiss for an endless moment, the taste of him so familiar. His soft lips insistent and hungry, his tongue dancing a sweet tango with her own. His fist remained tangled in her hair, pressing her to him and his heart beat strong and true through warm flesh against the palm of her hand. He nipped her lower lip… Read more...

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She woke up panicked. What had she been thinking? What had she done? Why did everyone tout the virtues of living in the moment? Whenever she lived in the moment, she woke up like this. When the courage of the moment receded, she was left with nowhere to hide -unsure of her convictions. The cold light of day always changed her thinking. She wished she could only live in the dark – within her impulses, never seeing the light – never having to w… Read more...

It had been many months since they had last met and she wondered now at the wisdom of allowing him back into her life. She shivered as she remembered his touch. How the lightest touch of his hand could set every fibre of her body aflame with desire. She blushed as she felt those once familiar stirrings and busied herself setting out cups and switching on the coffee machine. This done, she stepped outside into the still cool morning air and noted … Read more...

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“Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.”

Ever since she read those words as a young girl, she wanted … Read more...

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I hear the Buzz on the Intercom ,
“ I am here” she says ...
“ I will buzz you in , my door is open just walk in“ I reply and headed back at sit in chair I placed in the middle room. I am now looking facing the door, anticipating a beautiful goddess is about to enter wearing what I asked her to wear. I can hear the footsteps slowly coming up the stairs and coming closer to my door. I know what I have planned but the excitement that s… Read more...

A wooden chair on a wooden floor in the centre of a dark room was where she found herself.
The light directly above her was the only source within this loft apartment and there was no shadow beneath her.
Her eyes wide, staring downwards.
Obedience given by way of trust and need.
Her body, naked, shivered but not from the cold but her primal sense of anticipation.
As flocks of geese instinctively move inland hours before a storm, her subco… Read more...

  • Written by Tony 28 Feb 2017, 12:43 a.m.
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I got a text from Sally late that night. “be back tomorrow at 11am, and don’t touch your cock tonight”. My cock got stiff with excitement, but I resisted to touch it. I woke early on Saturday morning with a raging erection. I knocked on Sally’s door at 11. “good, you’re on time”, as she opened the door wearing a long silk robe. She handed me my collar. I stripped in the hallway and put it on. “I have something else for you… Read more...

I called over to Sally’s house at lunchtime. She was fixing up the accounts for my business, which were in a mess, and she came highly recommended. On my arrival, I noticed she was barefoot, and her ass and legs looked hot in tight leather like pants. She browsed over my files, and I took a sneaky look at her ass any chance I got, as she made us coffee in the kitchen. No excuse for not visiting my accountant anymore.

There was a knock at… Read more...

Her mystery was an unbearable turn on. Her message was brief: "Be at my place at 8 o'clock sharp. No sooner and no later". On time. I also like plans to be on time.
I got to her apartment and I ringed. I hated to admit this even to myself but I was curious. Nervous. Aroused. But on the other hand...

I didn't get to finish that thought. The door lock unclasped with a loud sound. It opened slowly. All I could see at first was her wavy hair. Her… Read more...

  • Written by shakespere69 4 Oct 2016, 5:53 p.m.
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i was at home last week on my own . feeling horny & thinking about the wife. As usual my favourite vision is of her in her brown leather OTK boots & tight jeans . i got the usual wednesday morning horn The wardrobe door was open . I spot the boots out of the corner of my eye. overcome with a desire to shoot my load i get the boots put one opened up on bed , the other i zip up & place over my mouth & nose . inhaling deeply i have the most wond… Read more...

Some of this is fiction and some is fact. I've just joined the site and have read a few stories and decided as I enjoy writing them I should also post some. This was written with a special woman in mind. She proved to be even more special in time.

The Hotel Task
Part one
Catryn was spending a few days away to do with work. Although she had found a master in the last few weeks she was missing her time with him. He was having a large impact o… Read more...

So I've been heavily into hypnosis. Sissy hypnos for a few years. I've always had trouble with my confidence and girls. Girls have cheated on me and been mean to me before. I'm 25 now and got into fitness 3 years ago. My current girlfriend has no idea I'm a closet sissy and take pictures of myself dressed up for this page and Facebook. But tonight I went down on her andade the night all about her. I wanker myself and she just rubbed my balls and… Read more...

This is first story to be submitted, I welcome any suggestions, comments, feedback, etc on either story, format, or anything else. If anyone would like me to go on please say so
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I’m a normal married guy, in my 50’s, married 25 years where the sex becomes mundane and predictable and eventually less and less to none at all. That… Read more...

  • Written by terryotoole 30 Oct 2013, 4:46 p.m.
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to continue my story 50 shades set me thinking . one night when we were making love i whispered " can i blind fold you" . yes she replied . i wasnt overly surprised so i had a black silk scarf on hand . i blindfolded her& spent the next few minutes just touching her ,caressing her nipples & & inner thigh. " tie me to the bed, i olbliged .i removed one of her stockings & put it over my head. i wasnow master & commander of all i surveyed. the other… Read more...

  • Written by terryotoole 30 Oct 2013, 10:55 a.m.
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ive tried to swing but in vain.ive always had a leather & boot fetish to be a dominant male,married 15 years but wife shows no interest .then i found 50 shades in her reading drawer one night. i flicked through the book myself & an idea was planted .i decided on a strategy a plan,. if it didnt work i would go elsewhere .i started on my plan slowly. pateince was required .did it work you bet it did. look forward to sharing results with s4i

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  • Written by L. E. Ravenhart 12 Feb 2012, 11:08 p.m.
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PLEASE BE AWARE THIS STORY IS EROTIC HORROR SO IT IS VERY VIOLENT AND NOT FOR THE FAINT HEARTED. IT IS ONLY FICTION, HONEST.


I busied myself in preparation to enlighten you on how you and I are bewilderingly similar; both have an unnerving appetite for the more macabre aspects of life. But where I slake my lusting with a salted taste of revenge, you my Beloved, you crave the more innocent offering of the unknown. How intriguing a soul you mu… Read more...

  • Written by JuanTugoh 22 Dec 2010, 2:59 p.m.
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Late one evening you text me. "Are you around?" "Yes, been in Dublin with the lads, heading home in an hour. Why?" "Meet me, Bray Dart Station, 30 mins" you text back. With that I point the car south and spin out the N11, making Bray in record time.
You get into the car, kiss me gently on the lips and whisper "I want to get real dirty this evening with you". Taking my hand and placing it between your thighs. You are wearing black leather knee b… Read more...

  • Written by admin 25 Jul 2010, 9:53 p.m.
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Our meeting was a pretence some excuse to meet you in the middle of the night, the pretence continues until we start to drive down into kineago bay the steep decline awakening your curiosity to where we were going. `Where are we going' `kineago bay' i tell you as we pull into the car park and I turn the car, `Why here?' `Because: I'm going to fuck you in the ass' `What? You can't! We can't!!' `Would you like to run? I don't mind'. You smile nervo… Read more...

  • Written by --jay-- 24 Nov 2009, 10:41 p.m.
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I stood outside Johns bedroom, I was dressed up in black tights, suspenders, white thong, grey mini skirt and a white shirt. I was very nervous as this was my first sexual experience. I had met John on the internet, and finaly decided to meet him. He was 38 and 18 stone. He had told me to get dressed up and wait for him to call me into the room, after about 10 minutes he called me in.


I entered the room and looked around. John was standing … Read more...

  • Written by jandb2008 24 Mar 2009, 4:32 p.m.
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The Director runs a tight office. He gives clear instructions and expects them to be carried out. He loathes tardiness, detests impertinence and abhors disobedience. Some say he is a hard task master but they don't know him as I do.

Everyday I try to meet his stringent requirements. Still, after five years, he frequently chastises me for my failings. Only the other day he came into my office as soon as Jack Kehoe, my latest client, had le… Read more...

  • Written by jandb2008 24 Mar 2009, 11:11 a.m.
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I was born to it. It's in my blood. My father and his father before him perfected the craft. I simply apply what they taught me.

All women love sex. Some simply don't know it. Others are afraid of it. They are afraid of their darker side, their carnal lust, their wholesome desire to be subjugated. As their master it is my duty to help them achieve their full potential, help them to be perfect sex slaves.

You need a keen eye to select… Read more...

  • Written by admin 17 Dec 2008, 5:08 p.m.
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Looking up you see a rope, leading to a hook in a tree limb. Youâ??ve clothed, short tight skirt, tight silky blouse,and 5 inch heels. With wrists bound you are hanging by your arms, stretched, on that rope. Your feet, just able to touch the ground. Barely free â?? your arms pulled, your tendons tight,just about unable to move these are constant reminders of your helplessness.The night sky, breathing cold air on your skin, goose bumps rise.… Read more...