i was eating her out. you know, we had had a few beers and gone back to my place to listen to some records; good shit. we smoked a joint, got high… talked about religion. finally, we got to bed and we started making out.  i got her clothes off.  she helped me get my […]

Angel on the Bathroom Floor
By B. Love
So there he was, lying on my bathroom floor. Drained and sweaty, covered in sweat, piss and lube, and looking a little stunned. His hair was disheveled; he was naked except for a cock ring. He looked like an angel. Well, the kind of angel you can fuck […]

My First Bondage Experience, by Ms Nikki Nefarious
Many people ask me about my first bondage experience, so I’ve decided to share. Sometimes when people think of BDSM play, they invoke a vision of leather cuffs, bondage rope, and/or a blindfold in a dim dungeon where the bound victim lays helpless to the powerful bondage master […]

“The Things We Do”
by Antonia Crane
March 2009
A week ago, my dear friend Laurel called me to do a scene for play with her for a client. “I have this sub who is a stuffy downtown lawyer by day (let’s call him Rob). Rob wants me to pretend to be his boss and he has requested […]

She rattled the leash as she led him out of his cage into the living room. The feel of the collar around his neck was tight, the leash going taut as he struggled to keep up with her – crawling on all fours, the carpet abrading his knees and palms.

It was a simple dinner invitation sent to me by a friend and business associate. Cocktail attire, his address, an RSVP request, nothing really unusual about the invitation except that it said 6:00 PM Sharp. Well, at the time I didn’t think anything of it. He was very punctual himself, and, after all, if it […]

At 4:00 p.m. the phone rings and it is You, my Master. You tell me to be at our meeting place by 6:00 p.m.
i’m to wear a long, loose skirt, with no underwear, and a loose fitting sweater or blouse, not tucked in.
You also instruct me to be squeaky clean and freshly […]

The transformation clinic, at this perverted cop’s request, had turned me into a dog. I trotted slowly up to the big mirror that made up one wall of this room, my limbs shaking, all the time staring at my new self in horror and fascination. I had a soft fine longish black hair all over my body, except for my tits, cunt, areas of my face and bottom.

My fantasy begins in the foggy near-future, maybe four decades from now. In this future world, crime was much worse than it is now. Gangs abounded, millions were homeless and roved the country, looting, stealing, killing, and raping. There were many new police and military forces tasked with controlling this new anarchy and the older […]

One day I come to visit you and you tell me that you’ve always wanted to burn a girl with cigarettes, and, since I once expressed an interest in it too, long ago before we had first met, you’d decided that one day you’d make this sadistic fantasy come true for both of us. Today […]

Rejuvenation technology had come available just in time for me: I was pushing 70 and not in the best of heath. Luckily I had been able to secretly save up the money to buy myself…and you, of course, the therapy. I had taken my course today, and now was viewing the results at home, in amazement. My body had shrunk to around three feet and was the exact replica of what I had looked like at age five. No matter how well you know this is the result, and how many times you’d seen other miniature adults running around, it was still spooky to see the effect on ones self. I was a gorgeous dark-eyed little beauty. […]

I want you to remember every detail of how I taunted you, sometimes subtly, sometimes more directly, and how I thumbed my nose at your warnings, ignoring the scent of your hunger, treating you as “just” the “friend” that I insisted you were. I want you to realize how I pigeon-holed you in my mind: as a fascinating weirdo, whose brains could be picked for my personal entertainment and titillation. I want you to know that you were _used_ for this purpose. […]