Karen Part I
February 19th, 2014
What you’re about to read is true, the names and places have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike. This is the first in a series of letters documenting my adventure from ordinary wife into total sex and pain slut. * * * * * * * * * * * * * […]
My Love for Karina
July 19th, 2013
We meet at a dance club. I am wearing a short tight skirt with my thin white blouse. Underneath I have on my favorite set of lavender lace panties and bra. Karina can see my bra through my top. She is wearing a tight black leather skirt, black silk top, and black stockings with black […]
New Desire 2
July 10th, 2013
I was somewhat more subdued the next morning. My breasts were excruciatingly painful and when I examined them in the bathroom mirror, their appearance was shocking. Ugly blue, purple and yellow bruises virtually covered their entire surface, with a random pattern of scratches and cuts. I couldn’t bear to wear a bra. Despite selecting my […]
New Desire 1
December 7th, 2012
The carriage was almost empty when the woman came through the connecting door. In retrospect I know she would have walked on through had it had been more crowded. I was sitting towards the back on the left side, facing forward. An old guy in a suit was several seats in front of me to […]
Karen Part 1
January 17th, 2012
Read more BDSM Stories My name is Karen, I’m 31 years old, I am of Mediterranean decent, Italian, Greek, and Maltese. I am 5’2′ and weigh about 120 pounds. My skin is not quite olive, but it is dark, with shoulder length black hair. I have a lot of hair! I have always been considered […]
New Desire 2
December 7th, 2011
Read more BDSM Stories I was somewhat more subdued the next morning. My breasts were excruciatingly painful and when I examined them in the bathroom mirror, their appearance was shocking. Ugly blue, purple and yellow bruises virtually covered their entire surface, with a random pattern of scratches and cuts. I couldn’t bear to wear a […]
New Desire 1
November 30th, 2011
Read more BDSM Stories The carriage was almost empty when the woman came through the connecting door. In retrospect I know she would have walked on through had it had been more crowded. I was sitting towards the back on the left side, facing forward. An old guy in a suit was several seats in […]
Pirates
October 26th, 2011
Read more BDSM Stories The rising sun’s warming rays glinted off the ocean waves. Her eyes flickered open, squinting to see her surroundings. She lay upon what remained of the ship, bobbing lightly with the swells of the turquoise ocean. There was no land in sight. Something inside her clung to hope, like a newborn […]