Read more BDSM Stories I was exhausted, bruised, sore and covered with a flaky combination of dried sweat, saliva and semen. My body bore the marks of the whip, cane, clamps, bonds and vigorous sex. My hair hung lank and there were dark circles under my normally bright green eyes. My ass and sex were [...]

Read more BDSM Stories I am not a bad person. I have told only a few lies in my life usually lies to save the hurt from other people. I live life honestly which means that sometimes I have to do without some of the things I desire. I love my husband and I don’t [...]