I stood in the dimly lit, soundproof chamber known as The Studio, a place where pleasure and pain mingle with the scent of leather, rubber and sweat. The Slave, a meticulous man dressed in a simple leather apron, stood before me, holding a complex black leather body harness that seemed more of an art form than a mere garment. His eyes met mine in the mirror as he began to fasten the intricate web of straps and rings aroun...

The next week, when Sue and Jody arrived at Headmaster Robert's home, he hugged them and kissed them, and welcomed them as usual, but then he asked them to sit in the living room. No stripping or spanking to start this time. Instead, he told them of a contest he was going to enter them into. It seems Headmaster Robert had made the acquaintance of a Mr. Santos, who ran "The Sinful Sanctuary", a BDSM club tucked in an out-o...

I gazed at my reflection in the full-length mirror, feeling pleased with my appearance for the client. I had chosen a stylish black knee-length pencil skirt, a matching jacket, and a classic white blouse. For a sense of complete freedom while enjoying my work—something I love as a dominatrix—I decided to forgo underwear. My client, a woman, was a bit of an anomaly, eager to explore her submissive fantasies in a safe setti...

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...

“Hey, how’s my dream team doing today?” Dave asked. “Good morning, Dave!” Sally greeted their boss. “What’s up, Dave?” Austin asked excitedly, suspecting he had another unusual assignment for Sally and him, and hoped it was similar to the one that had brought them together. “What? Can’t I just greet my employees in the morning?” he asked and getting a look of doubt from both, added, “Okay. You know they loved your work on...

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...

Before having lunch, I was wandering through the back rooms of a strip club I had not been to before, looking for the men's room, and I got turned around somehow and entered a darker room. There, I saw a young woman resting on a bench of some sort. I walked over to her and saw she was actually tied to the bench! I soon realized it was some sort of spanking bench, and she was probably about to be spanked, or worse. My firs...

The next week when Sue walked to Robert's home, she was feeling particularly frisky, and hoped he had something especially naughty for her to experience. She craved the pain he had been giving her which aroused her and drove her to the intense orgasms and pleasure he always provided. Toward that end, she wore her coat over her naked body, forgoing her clothes and underwear altogether, as she had done last time, hoping for...

Looking back, I couldn't help but smile as I drove home from David's flat. Our time together had rejuvenated our relationship, and I was reluctant to go home. I even got the impression that my boyfriend was genuinely shocked when he realised that since Crete, those were the first two days we had spent on our own together. Of course, in my own way, I had to subtly remind him of that fact, but he got the message. We needed...

After several phone conversations, Jake was finally allowed to meet Vanessa at her “office.” As he approached the nondescript brick building, his nerves tingled with excitement. He pulled out the crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and double-checked the address. This was it, he was at the right location. The building stood tall and imposing, its dark bricks seeming to absorb all light around it. Every fiber of his be...