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Mirage was in a bad shape when we rescued her. There was literally no spot on her that hadn’t been whipped, flogged or cropped savagely. And the beatings had only been one facet of the mistreatment the feverish ponygirl had been forced to endure at the hands of her former stable master. Her shoulders were sprained and inflamed from the reverse prayer bondage her arms had been kept in almost constantly. Her feet showed first signs of misalignment, and she obviously suffered from pain in her knees – both evidence to ill-fitted hoof boots. She was also dehydrated, sadly a very common occurrence. An isotonic drink from a bicycle bottle took care of the worst. ...

Author's Note: I have been reading hear for a while. This is the first submittal for me. Aside from that, be careful what you hope for, so easily the trap is set. This is chapter 1 and it sets the stage with two more chapters ready to submit. Chapter 1 - The Vow Before I talk about what went down today, let me share some back story to help you understand how I ended up in this dog house. Just a short time ago, I thought I was truly living a life that exceeded my most ambitious dreams. Hey, I’m a simple and pretty much average guy (5ft 8 in, brown hair, hazel eyes, 145 lbs) who never imagined I would share such a great life with a beautiful, generous, and tantalizingly wonderful lover. Jean and I found each other a few years back following my return from a military tour of duty in Thailand. I served my time and had begun the process of adapting to a ’normal’ lifestyle stateside. Not that I had objected to the lifestyle I’d become accustomed to back in my Southeast Asian bungalow. A perk of the assignment was inexpensive living quarters off base that came with a live-in maid. We didn’t speak the same language except for some very limited broken English on her part but she managed to always know what I needed and the small paycheck that she received kept her happily employed. I sure miss being waited on now that I’m back in the states. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story ever, actually my first ever creative writing project. Any feedback would be appreciated. It was a dark and stormy afternoon. I was home sitting on my computer lazily browsing the web looking at some bondage videos before my roommate/girlfriend Ashley got home from work for the weekend. Ashley was amazing, 5'8", Blonde, and a toned athletic body. She was also all business, driven both personally as evidenced by her 6-day-a-week workout schedule, and professionally. When we met in college she was always an A+ student, and now she was working in some tech firm in charge of some project she was not allowed to talk about due to an NDA. ...

Author's Note: Wrote this because of a conversation I had with someone who messaged me about a previous story, talking about it really got me back into writing, so if anyone else wants to have a chat about this story or anything else I’d love that so drop me an email Hope to write more parts to this at some point, Enjoy!! Part One Something had to change. The reports of rapes at the university were at an all time high. Too much alcohol, drugs or a combination of both created large amounts of vulnerable students, both men and women being raped, beaten and generally abused. So, the board came up with the P.S.P, the Public Slut Programme. The idea being volunteers would be available to sate the carnal desires of students. With the recent financial crisis, the incentive of having all student loans paid for by the university was seen as a worthy incentive. And it was enough to perk the interest of Rachel, she had been trying to save for her degree for three years but no matter how hard she worked or how frugal she as the money always seemed to find a way to slip away. She had always enjoyed sex more than her friends and often found herself out to the late hours of the morning wearing something slutty looking for someone to keep her entertained for a few hours. She realised that her classmates would probably not like her and call her a whore but she knew it would be worth it, it’s the only way she was going to get her degree. She thought about the idea of having sex with strangers and was surprised how eager she actually was. So, she decided it was a win win, she’d get her degree setting herself up for the rest of her life and she’d get to indulge her increasingly large sexual appetite. ...

A while ago my girlfriend made a shocking discovery. Natalya decided that it would be nice to surprise me and take me out to dinner, but she wanted it to be a special event wanted the whole evening planned out and do something nice for me. Natalya opened the door (having the key) and walked though the door. There before me I saw my beautiful girlfriend in a stunning black dress, long blond hair flowing down her back and calling my name in the wonderful Russian accent of her. ...

Selene’s arm slides off Tephra’s taut stomach, the motion awakening both of them from their post-coital snooze. Selene then tries to untangle herself from Tephra and the sheets, only to be gently pulled back into Tephra’s handcuffed arms. “Teph, I gotta get going. The taxi’ll be here in an hour.” Tephra looks up with pouting deep green eyes and Selene is tempted to take another spin with her on the now soggy sheets. ...

Author's Note: This is an true account of what happened last month. Enjoy! Every year, I get a few days alone all to myself. And each year, I try to take full use of that time with some intense self bondage while doing some lovely cross-dressing. The plan for this year hatched, like all good plans do, a few months before my free time was set to start. What I had worked out I suspected would be my best episode yet. And man was I right. ...

Author's Note: Beautiful wife tricks and dominates her adoring husband. But what does her twin sister have in mind for the two of them? Scene 1 - Backstage “Ah, there you are my pretty pet! All nice and comfy on your pretty perch, are we?” I hear Miss Debra’s cheerful voice from behind me. I scan the large, ornate, gold-framed mirror hanging on the wall before me, straining my corseted neck to determine her whereabouts. I quickly spot the reflection of her pretty face, as she playfully peeks between the lush heavy folds of the stage curtain that separates this luxurious dressing area from the rest of the conservatory. ...

Chapter 1 Jon walks down the hall of his local college, looking a bit nervous. He’s always been shy and never comfortable being around so many people. Going to his next class as he sees her out of the corner of his eye. Turning to look, at this beautiful, tall, blonde, blue eyed girl. He couldn’t figure out, what made him desire her so much. Always smiling, making him feel comfortable, each time he sees her. If it wasn’t for being so shy, he’d already asked her out, doing it in his head about a hundred times. The question being, could he survive if she rejects him? Could they be friends? Only talking to her in passing. Coming up with ways to ask her out, but never having the nerve. Needing just that push to break the ice. ...

I love hearing women squeal! Never used to but I think I must be getting sadistic in my old age, I mean when you come across one naked, bound and bent over, what else are you supposed to do but slap her arse? All I did was whisper, “Hello darling!” in her ear, getting a whiff of her bath oils and her exquisite perfume as I did so and slapped that superb arse of hers. ...