Sitting there, naked underneath the afghan he’s wrapped around me, my ankle cuffs still attached to rings in the floor, ensuring that my knees are wide open, with a man whose name I don’t even know, I can’t believe I’m thinking about staying. Training as a submissive - am I out of my mind? I … Continue reading The Man, Part II
Training school
The Man
”May I touch?” He asks. It is my body he’s talking about, but he’s not asking for permission from me. He’s asking the man who has put me in this situation. And he nods, “of course,” he says. I say he had put me in this situation, and that is partly true, but I have … Continue reading The Man
Her Training, Part 3
They had not gone very far before Sir said, “Stop.” Bethany had been following Ma’am so carefully that she almost missed the order, but was able to stop short of running into Ma’am. Sir adjusted her position - she had drifted a bit too far to the right. “You’re doing quite well,” he said, “for … Continue reading Her Training, Part 3
Her Training, Part 2
They had taken her dress, and now she stood trembling in her lacy bra, garter belt, stockings, and CFM shoes. Her mind had barely had time to register that it was a man and a woman with her as they had slipped her dress off over her head quite quickly. Now she was intently watching … Continue reading Her Training, Part 2
Her Training
“Here she is,” Dan said, sounding quite matter of fact, as if this were the most ordinary thing in the world. The man seated behind the desk nodded. “Very nice,” he said. “Has she had any training?” “Not really, Joshua,” Dan, her lover, replied. “She is often pleasing, and she likes to follow directions, but … Continue reading Her Training
Moments {5}
They let her sit up, a soft blanket under her, made her scoot forward so her legs dangled off the side of the raised platform. They spread her knees wide. Then they removed her blindfold and she looked around, blinking rapidly as her eyes adjusted to the light. Glancing down, she was shocked to see … Continue reading Moments {5}
Moments {4}
She was barely aware of the door opening, so distracted by the nipple clamps that she was not paying attention. Kneeling, hands behind her back, the bite of the clamps was almost overwhelming as they were placed on her nipples again. She tossed her head from side to side as if that would relieve the … Continue reading Moments {4}
Moments {3}
After she heard the door close, she didn't know what to do. She was still blindfolded and she had no idea what was around her. She was almost positive that one of the men was still in the room with her, but didn't know how close he was or if he was watching her. She … Continue reading Moments {3}
Moments {2}
It was her lover who helped her to her feet. He allowed her to stretch her arms, wiggling her shoulders, and then raised her hands, placing them behind her head, right at the nape of her neck. She was still blindfolded. "I'm going to claim you," he said. "I'll ask you to submit to my … Continue reading Moments {2}
Moments {1}
She is kneeling, head bent, naked. Hands clasped behind her back, rocked back on her heels, knees open. She has been shaved, or maybe waxed; in any case, her pussy is bare and exposed. Her hair is long, braided. She is blindfolded. The men standing around her are dressed, one of them very formally in … Continue reading Moments {1}
Olivia 