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Author's Note: A young man in his final weeks at a very private and exclusive school makes a painful error The headmistress of Duncan Smith’s very exclusive school looked over her glasses at him. Something all the boys at school believed was that no one gave intimidating looks like Headmistress White did. Duncan felt his sphincter tighten and his balls try to climb back up his pubic bone. She had just finished a 10 minute low volume scolding having to do with his sexual impropriety involving drunken advances on a Eastern European housekeeper named Marta. Marta was also in the room standing to the side. ...

Author's Note: true story with out the names Part 1: First Visit This was a new Mistress for me just moving into the area, we talked on the phone after a few E: mails and it was set. Thursday at two sharp I’d better not be late or early but on time. I choose this Mistress of all the others because of what she showed for her equipment and her toys. Mistress was no beginner and didn’t want to bother with the novice as she told me there will be no safe words but she assured me she played safe. Her sessions are three hours long and she does no more than four a week. Mistress would know when to back off but not before pushing me out there. There will be marks lasting a few days or so Mistress said that was her way knowing I was thinking about her while hiding her marks from my wife. Like marking my territory so be ready for surprises here and there. Can you live with that my slut? Yes Mistress I replied. She gave me a list and that’s when the time was set. ...

Author's Note: This story is an elaboration of the trainer chastity in Josh’s story Part 1 Standing at the gate watching our youngest daughter fly off to Europe for, what would be at least 4 years, I wiped away a tear. Looking down at my wife, I could see tears there too. Smiling through her tears, Barbara said, “I think we’ve done a really good job raising our three…one married to a diplomat in Japan, our son teaching physics to the elite students in South Korea, and now Lisa going off to study at the Sorbonne in Paris. That’s a family to be proud of.” ...

Author's Note: This is my first story with male on male. I am not an english major so please be nice with the grammar comments. Chapter 1 - Boredom and Randomness It was beautiful and sunny Friday morning. Golden beams of light cascaded across the hardwood floor and slowly creped across until it worked up the frame of the bed and snaked into the eyelids of J. Grunting and bringing his hands from the blanket he reached up to his face and slowly wiped his eyes and coaxed a tired set of eyelids open. This was the first day of a well earned four day weekend, and J really needed the break from work and the stresses associated with it. The bed felt empty as he was newly single, and adjusting to this new life, ...

Author's Note: Anna makes sure that Donald remains faithful during their engagement “I’m so happy to be engaged” mused Anna, “and I’m so happy that it’s to you”. There was no spoken response but Donald wriggled in his body sack and tried to vocalise “Mmmm mmmm…..” through the pumped-up butterfly gag which filled his mouth. Anna leaned over him and looked deep into his eyes. As their eyes met, his were filled with love and hers with affectionate amusement. ...

Author's Note: Continuing story of Anna, Julia and Donald. Also mentions Joanne from “Holidays” “So it’s agreed then my dear, we’ll postpone the wedding and in the mean time we’ll have you collared, as a sign of commitment to our relationship. We’ll have to have a little dinner party with a few friends to celebrate.” Anna beamed and looked down ad Donald, on his knees between hers. “I’m not sure Anna, er I mean Mistress.” He still hadn’t got used to calling Anna Mistress – another idea planted by Julia in Anna’s head he assumed. Julia was now Ma’am, Anna Mistress. “ I mean, you already know that I’m committed. The Lori’s Tube……..” “Yes, yes the Lori’s Tube. I know you’ve been wearing it for a while. But it’s just a way to show me that you’re faithful. You’re not saying that you want to be unfaithful are you?” “No Mistress, but it’s been eight months now. We said our engagement would be eight months, then……” “Then what Donald?” Anna was becoming impatient “Then we’d get married, live happily ever after…….. or you’d fuck my brains out?” “All of that I suppose Mistress.” Donald looked up hopefully and smiled weakly. Anna hitched her skirt up. “You may nuzzle.” ...

John saw Kate’s profile on a BDSM dating website. He was seeking the Mistress/girlfriend of his dreams, and Kate seemed to be exactly what he wanted, but he doubted she would respond. She was 15 years younger than him and her photos showed a beautiful red-head artistically posing in a variety of fetish-wear. He wrote a respectful letter of introduction and was both thrilled and surprised to receive a response. It turned out they shared many of the same “vanilla” interests and chatted online effortlessly for hours, followed by more great phone conversations. Kate finally agreed to meet him for drinks and the chemistry was undeniable. Two martinis later, Kate said: ...

Author's Note: This is hte first part of a new story line i’ve been writing - gone sci fi with this one so apologies to anyone not keen on that. I’d just like to say thank you to Conrad - no idea who you are and if you’ll read this but thank you for re-kindling my writing flames with your feedback on my other stories. Chapter 1 The end of the world didn’t come like the classic Hollywood films of the 21st century forecasted, death and horror as nature exacted its revenge on the human race for its centuries of mis treatment. Instead the end came like a slow lingering illness, each moment that passed the earth grew weaker and more fragile as the toll finally showed. ...

Author's Note: A young couple house sitting for a friend discover her BDSM playhouse and explore their various bondage fantasies over the course of their summer vacation. What they don’t realize however, is that their friendly host has other plans in mind for them. Prologue Nathan slowly lulled his way back to consciousness, but even after his vision cleared and his mind was no longer a haze, he realized something was amiss. His limbs refused to move, he could wiggle his toes and clench his fists but they were anchored to awkward places on the chair. When he felt the familiar strain of rope against his skin, he tried to call out but found the words unable to form past the ball jammed in his mouth. A piece of long white fabric was pulled tightly over the gag and its adjacent straps. This was done to prevent him from drooling on himself as opposed to keeping the gag in place. He could feel the tightly buckled straps around his head; with or without the cloth, the ball gag wasn’t going anywhere. ...

Of all the part-time jobs I’ve ever been through, and of all the ones I could have ever chosen, I’m probably happiest with my choice to be tutoring ESL now around my school schedule. I make my own hours, set my own wages, and best of all, I get to tutor Katherine. At the age of nineteen (one year younger than me), Katherine is just about every single ESL tutor’s wet dream. Hailing from the distant land of Korea, Katherine is sweet, naive, and innocent. At least that’s the impression she seems to always give. She told me she was often quiet or soft-spoken, no matter who she was around. However after only a couple weeks of tutoring her, our sessions had often evolved into hour-long conversations where she would just talk her sweet little head off. ...