I decided to push the boundaries of my dungeon toy and test his limits ability to submit, and willingness to please me. His mantra over the years was a whining, “I will do anything to please you…ANYTHING” His training had progressed but I wanted to up the ante and get his adrenaline rushing and fear…
They make life worth living-they are why you wake up in the morning and want to keep going….. Believe it or not without dreams and fantasies we are soulless… You’ll meet other likeminded kinksters! Like me…and my friends! When we have fantasies we want to explore we go out and pursue them meeting kindred spirits…
Sex Slave Toy is an audio story; Men that get themselves excited by dominant woman get used! Drugged with Viagra, cock and balls stretched restrained to the bed and used as a sex toy for a woman’s party….this male is turned into a sex toy!
This is an audio story. The school plumber has been caught in the senior girls dormitory, masturbating over the girls used underwear, Headmistress catches him and turns him into a school girl, spanks and uses him!
Lucy brought the new male slave to the viewing area in the dungeon. I stood in front of him casting my eyes over his helpless body. He had been washed, stripped naked, hands bound behind him, collared and ankles shackled. He no longer had a name-simply an identity number. Slave number 27 had been written…
Whilst doing some research about by we like kinky sex and BDSM I stumbled across an article written in The Guardian about an individual called John Sutcliffe who in 1957 brought extreme fetish wear into the living room and introduced a leather and rubber magazine to the masses called Atomage -http://www.atomage.co.uk/AtomageRubberist (Please check it out…
I do enjoy posting stories and fantasies that some of my clients send to me. My world of BDSM, Fantasy,Fetish and the Bizarre is made up of not only my kinks, thoughts perversions and pleasures but of those with whom I play….The following story is written by my Plaything….. My Claudia, We meet at the…
His naked body was spread-eagled to my bed. Beads of sweat sat like small ice crystals ,glistening on his brow. Reflections from the candles surrounding him caused prism of yellow light to undulate from them. His mouth was open, his tongue and lips pushed outwards and upwards – both very wet and shiny – reflecting…