"Never disrespect Madame, if so be prepared for her wrath."
I decided to stay with Madame Gabriella and I must say things went well. After about six months, Madame and I had become close, but I still remembered my place. She was my Mistress and it was drilled into me...
"Misty had some life decisions to make. Would she make the right ones?"
On many occasions as a young girl, I sat by the window wondering what I would be when I’d grown into an adult and out on my own in the world. I never really reached a decision but I watched...
"A vampire starts to explore submission"
Vampires. They're the lords of the night, the stalkers of the living. Each one was an irresistible pale beauty with powers far greater than any creature who lurked in the darkness. With one simple gaze they can trap you in...
Sitting in front of my computerWhich fantasy shall we playYou're my cyber suitorWe chat almost every dayIn our minds, we go on datesYou're an ocean awayThe stars aligned by fateAs we enjoy our cyber playA mistress or a whoreI'll be...
"Introducing My slave Rose"
I owned and operated my Fetish club called the "The Whip." It was modeled after the Gentleman's club I once worked at in London. In the beginning, it was exciting and every night was full of sex and fantasy.I soon...
"Continuing with slave Brian's journey."
Brian was my first guinea pig. He was a young and hormonal boy with a cock was that was perpetually hard and was trained to come on my command. I would use his orgasm as a reward for being a...
"A submissive feminized sissy serves her Mistress"
Alice was clad in a tight pair of black lace silken panties that felt so smooth upon her caged genitals. This pair of panties, more so than any other pair Alice owned sent aroused shivers up and down her whole...
"Marcus' wife hands him the birthday gift of a lifetime."
The house was unusually silent when I returned from work. I stood in the downstairs hallway a moment, straining to hear any signs of my wife.Nothing.Strange. Her car was in the driveway."Anna?"No reply.The mirror alongside the front door reflected only...
"A Mistress meets her slave Brian."
July 24, 1982, was the worst day of my life; the day my husband John died. I grieved terribly for weeks. One morning I was in the back yard crying, and the young neighbour boy, Brian came over to see...
"The continuing story of a Mistress"
I am Mistress Victoria. This is part two of my past; I hope you are enjoying it.Every day at the Gentleman’s club was a new adventure. The men would come to eat, drink and socialize. The waitresses were often fondled and...
