I had an unusual dream last night. In my dream, I was a dominant man who found out his submissive, Kathy, was cheating on him, though not with another man, but by having an orgasm when she was forbidden to due to a prior disobedience. When I called her to come to my playroom, I also told her I knew she had given herself an orgasm the day before when she knew I forbade it until I gave her permission. She was surprised to h...

Hello, my name is Helen, and I love to play with BDSM—or bondage-domination and sado-masochism for those of you who are lily white and/or living in a cloister. As a hospital administrator, I am very strait-laced and proper. It would be difficult to imagine me as someone who appreciates a good hard fuck, with spanking, nipple clips, bound, and begging for more. Trying to explain that I have a kinky side that needs fulfilli...

Tony had last seen Laura when he made his rounds the previous month, reading the electric meters on her street. Through a window, he saw her tied naked to posts in the basement and tried to rescue her, but it turned out she wasn't in danger. Seems her husband was also her Dominant, and he had her tie herself up and wait for someone else to find her later. Turned out she was skilled at self-bondage. So today, Tony would be...

Helen Spencer worked as an administrator in the cardiology department at QMC/Nottingham City Hospital. People who knew her all thought of her as a sweet person, someone who worked hard, was friendly, and always easy to talk to. But she had a darker side that no one knew about. She was not the sexually innocent woman they all assumed she was; Helen Spencer was a woman who desired adult sexual fare with all its most kinky t...

I was off to room 1069 with a cart of room service food from the hotel kitchen. The order said it was a steak and some seafood, and as always, time was of the essence to get it there while it was still hot. I arrived at the room and knocked, announcing, "Room Service." "Come in," I heard a lady call out. All the room doors in the hotel automatically lock when closed, so I used my pass key to open the door and entered. I w...

It all started as a crazy game for the horny men and flirtatious women in the office. Joe, a senior lawyer at the firm, proposed his idea for a 'Motel Game' to the close group of guys he went to lunch with most Fridays. He asked the guys if they'd chip in to pay for a motel room if he could talk any of the girls from work to go there and meet one or more of them for sex at lunchtime. They were pretty enthusiastic about it...

I'm an electrician, and I have to relate what happened to me yesterday. Just unbelievable! I had an appointment to give an estimate to add some "mood" lighting to a room in a home in the suburbs. I found the house, thanks to GPS, in a remote area, on a dead-end road with the closest neighbor about a block away. I rang the bell, and a very good-looking middle-aged woman answered and invited me in. "Hi, I'm James, the elect...

Lilly, I had learned from Bernard, was one of his latest acquisitions, well-trained and conditioned; an absolute must-have submissive and to be experienced. But Bernard was a very subjective raconteur, and I could never take Bernard's information at face value. Something special, though, had been developing between us over the many years. It was once we started sharing our submissive women and playing our games of interna...