It was Rita’s twenty-seven year old birthday and just like every other age she always marked it with a party, either a house party or we had to go clubbing. .Rita was my flat mate and oldest friend since God knows how long. I was...

I can’t place the scent of that perfume, it feels so familiar but at this point my mind is in turmoil. What is a girl doing here, and who is she? The room is quiet for the first 5 minutes before I start hearing sounds...

I am a slave, married to the desires of the touch of him who possesses me. I am a slave to the reactions I get when he owns me. I’m a slave driven by the weight of his whips, aroused by his commands. And...

He had her tied up on the bed, wrists and ankles. He was going to punish her for the messages on her phone. Even though they didn't mean anything to her, she was going to get punished for them. Except for the flimsy ties binding her...

I had allowed the deception associated with feelings swallow me. I am a slave to his touch, a prisoner of his desire, trapped in the web of pleasure. His touch deepens with each trail over the edge of my skin and reawakens the dormant butterflies...

I had my first orgasm at the backseat of a car with three other strange individuals I had not met until that day. He slid his hands under my knee length gown and grabbed my knee, inching up deeper with the gasps of my uncontrollable...

continued from  BDSM ants on my body pt 1. The way Dami ate up my pussy was amazing, I was almost begging him not to stop. Instead I kept mute. The ants were still all over my body, it was difficult trying to focus my brain...