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Dinner Amongst Friends — Domina Tricx

You are spread-eagle in the doorway, wrists and ankles bound to each corner. Freshly shaved, waxed and oiled, you wait for my commands in neutral – eyes staring past everyone in the room, seeing all – but looking at nothing. Your nude body reflects the candle light in the passage between the formal living and [...]
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Red Tail in the Sunset — P.J. Rosier

“You wait until I get you home, young lady!   Showing me up in public.   And COME ON!” An exasperated Leone dragged the protesting young girl down the mall to the car park. But Josie was having none of it.  Her face screwed up in desperate defiance, her feet dragging on the ground and tears coursing [...]
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The Wax — Domina Tricx

“Ooohhhhhh, you have been a veryyy naughty boy”, I purr into your right ear as you lay on the massage table in the Spa room, bound at the wrist and ankles with leather straps – blindfolded.  “Why do you force me to handle you so?” I fade away into the room. The creases where your [...]
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Joys of the Dungeon — Julius

Maple is a lovely wood, almost white. With more than a little difficulty he’d acquired a ten foot long bar of it, two inches in diameter. Sanded and varnished with five coats it gleamed like pale ivory. On each end he’d fitted a brass loop and hook. It now hung, just above the floor, from [...]
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Bound By Love — Olivia London

I’m a big fan of lists.  If I walk into a grocery store having forgotten my itinerary I’ll walk back out rather than veer through aisles making random purchases egged on, as I know I would be, by my hungrier, needier doppelgänger. So, when I was ready to open my heart again after having it [...]
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Slut in the Conference Room — C.A.Williams

Sometimes she wanted to forget what it was like to be a good girl. She was tired of being a good girl. In her fantasies she had gone many places, and there was nothing good about anything she had done. In one of her fantasies, her Master had told her to meet Him at His [...]
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To Love, Honor and … oh boy… — Jack Scranton

The desk clerk broke into a wide grin when he heard their name. “Mr. and Mrs. Szyzyzwicz, we’ve been expecting you. The Bridal Suite is ready and waiting.” Then in a conspiratorial whisper, “You’ll find a complimentary welcome basket in your room.” And a wink. He actually winked. Andre winked back. “Of course. Is very [...]
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