Toys

“Did you shave completely?” Mistress Courtney asked with a smirk, knowing what was coming soon. “Yes Mistress, Your girl has shaved everything apart from her head as You instructed your girl.” came the softly spoken reply from the perfect girl that stood proudly before her Mistress. It was not so long ago that the girl, khrystal-rose, had been completely new to being owned, in fact new to the whole BDSM lifestyle, but she had always known there was something more, something that turned her on, something about losing the control and the need to feel so completely wanted, that she had found love in her Mistress without every really knowing why, how, or when it happened. It just did… ...

I sat outside in my Chevy coup. We’d met on the internet. He had called me a wannabe when I told him I like the photos from his last party. I asked if I could join and told him I wanted him and his friends to turn me into a Chinese finger trap. It was crude. But the photos from his party were cruder. Straight jackets and rubber balls. All manner of rough devices and wooden contraptions. Participants in all stages of contortion and lust. I now sat two hundred feet from the scene. ...

Author's Note: still looking for proof-reader ! Chapter 1 (added: ) It had been few weeks now since Chloe had moved into Tom’s apartment, but for first time she was alone for few days. Tom was away on a business trip. She was stressed from a tough day at work. The Markets were difficult and tensions were high, especially for brokers - often seen as slaves by traders. She took one of Tom’s numerous bottles of Port, a 30 year old tawny, and sank into the sofa. ...

Author's Note: i really hope you like my first story. there will be more chapters to come so watch out for them. Chapter 1 - The First of Many A wave of different smells, mostly leather, entered your nose as you walked in the shop. Loads of different items lined the shelves. The assistant, who also happened to the shop, gave cheerful smiles to any customers who glanced her way. ...

Author's Note: A fun little piece of erotica I wrote as a Christmas present for a friend. Sequels are a possibility, so if you have ideas, comment away. :) Christmas. That time of the year for reuniting with family, decorating indoor trees, and spending an obscene amount on socks and chocolates. But not for Jessica Waters of Bunn Street. Her family was continents away, and her flatmates just wanted to get smashed and wake up on Boxing Day with a killer hangover. Not her idea of a good time. She was a shy nerd who’d rather spend the day playing Tomb Raider than socialising with actual people… or better yet, spend the day masturbating to her favourite porn. But her best friend insisted she come along to some Christmas party, promising there’d be hot guys and free food. ...

Author's Note: Not for the squeamish! The sound suddenly woke him from the restless half sleep he had come to accept as rest. He assumed his sister was doing something to cause the noise that roused him from yet another uncomfortable night, but of course, blinded by the sleep mask, he had no way of knowing for sure. He squirmed on the bed, more to let her know he was awake than anything else, wrists and ankles pulling at the locked leather cuffs and chains that held him rigidly in position. His inability to move his arms or legs more than an inch was the root cause of his lack of a good night’s sleep; something he hadn’t had since his sister started chaining him to his bed a little over four months ago. ...

Author's Note: My first time sharing a story with the public although I have written a few stories for my wife when we can’t be together. I guess it is up to Claire to determine where things go from here. Enjoy! –Erik It’s early afternoon on Saturday when Claire’s phone chimes deep in her pocket. She smiles as she opens up Erik’s text message. It is a pleasant surprise that will keep her occupied with pleasing thoughts and warm sensations until she clocks out in a few hours for the end of her workweek. ...

CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! Roberta’s heels echoed as she walked briskly to the reception desk of Chicago’s elegant Palmer Hotel, her wheeled suitcase trailing behind her. Though it was still rather early in the day, there were a number of other guests in the lobby, and Roberta noted with satisfaction that she turned many heads the males looking at her mature but trim figure and excellent grooming with desire, and the women with envy and catty disgust. She knew that her well-tailored skirted business suit, silk blouse, and elegant pumps presented her as she was a successful business executive. ...

Saturday morning Darla rushes out of her bedroom and almost passes me by when suddenly turning, plants a smoldering kiss on my lips, then with an arch in her eyebrow says, “Be good Phoebes, see you back around noon, ok!”. Be good! Hmph, hell yes I’m always good, and when I’m bad, as the cliché goes, I’m only better… and so in this frame of mind I find myself wandering the many aisles of my fave local hardware store. ...

It all started one day at work. My boss was ticked off and he took it off on me. I’m doing this project at work and she moved my deadline for next week. I got so pissed because I had a lot of work to do still. So after work, I went straight home. My girlfriend Neyra and I talked about out day. Then she got mad at me for not being done with the work project and walked away. I’m into bondage games but she isn’t too much fascinated or interested in bondage. So I started to change clothes. I got into somewhat tight jeans but not that tight and also a pretty tight black shirt that showed off my very well built body. See I play soccer and im pretty good shape. So then i decided to go to a new club in town I heard about. ...