Sado-Masochism

KIDNAPPED_(2)

Corri Bonds left the classroom later than usual for a Friday. She had stayed to correct the spelling tests from her fourth grade class. She wanted to get them out of the way so that she would have time to spend with her boyfriend, Koban, over the weekend. They were planning to go down to visit her mother in Kentucky. It was not a trip the young school teacher was looking forward to. Her anxieties were growing as she thought about it. She doubted that her choice of a companion would be met with approval. Her perfectionist mother would surely pick Koban apart. She was stressing out just thinking about the rain of criticism which she anticipated pouring down on her in the inevitable phone call after the meeting. As she was leaving the building, …

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A Second Visit from Saint Michael – A Halloween Story

In this sequel to “A Visit From Saint Michael,” a reporter is recruited by Saint Michael to help rescue six young women from sexual slavery. He agrees to do so because his actions will also rescue his girlfriend who was taken by the same slavers as she was trying to investigate the first girls’ disappearance. A few of the references in this sequel will make more sense if you have read “A Visit From Saint Michael,” but it does stand totally on its own and can be enjoyed even if you have never read the first story. This story centers around non-consensual pain, humiliation and slavery. If such a premise disturbs you, then I would advise you to skip this story. Or you can skim past those sections and read a very interesting tale involving …

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The King in Yellow Chapter Eight

MAGDA’S SUBMISSION “Good morning, Doctor. Where is Dana today?” asked Dmitri, as Katya entered the room and took her seat in front of him. “That is not your concern.” she replied, “You are to answer my questions this morning.” He did not let his face betray his satisfaction and was also quietly pleased at her choice of outfit; her dress was much more feminine – and much more revealing – than the usual charcoal-grey skirt and jacket. “Today, I would like to learn what happened to “Magda”. I think you know who I mean?” Katya lifted an immaculate eyebrow. “We ate her.” Dmitri replied, “I took the heart raw, as always, and Andrei had her cunt and breasts the same way. We had promised her that, and…” “Enough!” Katya screamed at him, leaping to her …

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Tonight’s the Night_(1)

Please, indulge in my visuals. If it turns out that my words suit your palette, then do leave a comment; letting me know if I should continue, this sordid little fantasy. _ _ _ He arrived to discover her front door just slightly ajar, exactly as how she had told him it would be on this particular night. His instincts told him ever still, to knock, call out, but he pushed the thought away, and ever so quietly through the door he went. Once inside, closing it behind him and securing the lock in place. Now it was the point of no return, he thought to himself. If she were to get cold feet and try to change her mind, he didn’t know if he could force himself to back down, and respect her wishes… …

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Punish Me

I knelt there waiting, in the mess of my own arousal. The hot wetness all over my legs still flowed slowly from between my thighs. I whimpered pitifully, neglected waiting for the next assault to my battered body. Out of the darkness he touched me, tugged hard at my nipples bruised and sore. I yelped and the heat of his palm across me face sent stars before my eyes and fireworks exploded across my pussy. ‘Punish me’ I thought. Every atom of my being buzzed with want for the pain he could inflict upon me. “You are not to speak, to moan, to groan or scream.” he growled at me, his voice almost a whisper. I tried so hard to obey, tried hard to be the good little bitch to be used as he sought …

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My Bitch Likes it Rough_(0)

My Bitch Likes it Rough This is a true account of my introduction to sadism and masochism. I was 29 married with two children and the most innofensive vanilla wife you could ever ask for. Sex was straight, missionary, no coming in her mouth, and never going anywhere near her asshole. IT WAS BORING! Then I met Anna (name changed). She was 48 unhappily married and had been a friend through my work for about a year. I had an office in the local hospital and she was one of my operatives. We would flirt occasionally but nothing ever came of it. I’m sure that other people thought we were having an affair but we were not. All that changed though one weekend, when i was pulling a double shift, looking after the daytime staff, …

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Suburban Sadist – Origin

Suburban Sadist – Origin This story contains: Blackmail Humiliation The actions described are fictitious and entirely illegal and immoral. *** Sadism: noun 1. Psychiatry. The condition in which sexual gratification depends on causing pain or degradation to others. 2. Any enjoyment in being cruel. 3. Extreme cruelty *** Mrs Blackwell looked at me with wide and tear-filled eyes as I explained what was going to happen to her. She would come to understand that her body was no longer hers. Instead, it would be mine and she would obey exactly what I commanded her to do. It is a strange feeling to control someone so completely, to utterly dominate another person, to know that I will get what I want from them, and most importantly, to know that they know. It is in incredible feeling …

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In the Army Now, Chapter 2

June 1, 1944, Salisbury England Tobey and I hustled into the company area, dodging others who were strewn about the area like flotsam on a beach. Some were sitting and talking, mostly quietly, with no small hint of fear. Some were sacked out like Olive Drab logs, catching as much shut-eye as they could, realizing that soon enough there’d be no time for sleep at all. As we grabbed our packs from out squad’s tent, Tobey asked “Hey Max, whaddaya think the sergent want’s us for?” “I dunno Tobey, you think he might have caught wind of the craps game?” We had been running a craps game behind the mess tent, and while not enough to get us drug up in front of the Captain, it was definitely enough to get the sergeant to discipline …

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Debbie 2

Debbie 2 By Greybeard I recently saw a copy of your magazine and immediately recognized myself as Debbie in the letter that my ex-boyfriend sent you. Yes I am the one who had two half brothers who never got punished, while I could expect a spanking for just about anything. Well the events described in that letter are pretty accurate. But as humiliating as the circumstances sound, let me tell you that by the time I was 15, things had gotten much worse. At that point my father was traveling and rarely around which meant that my step-mother had a much freer hand in dealing with us kids. That meant little for my two half brothers. They were still rarely disciplined and never spanked as I was. But the circumstances of my punishment had become …

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Trapped, Trained and Twisted Pt. 04

Chapter Seven: The Touch. I couldn’t say how long I had been holding the pee position for. A series of intense shocks from my collar had awakened me some time ago and I immediately got into a low squat on the balls of my feet, back arched, tits thrust out and moist labium spread wide. My muscles no longer ached the way they did when I first started learning the pose and I found that I could hold it for as long as Master required. The recording of my voice echoed in the room and I repeated each mantra in a soft whisper. Suddenly the television screen came on as it had countless times since that first occasion in which I masturbated for Master seventeen meals and four baths ago. I only had a few …

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Story of a closet-sadist

I’m a 33 year old man from Finland, living a more or less normal life. I could describe myself with the following words: Intelligent, Adaptive, Cautious, Well-mannered, Introvert… Sadist. Of course, the last one is a quality that I wouldn’t mention in a casual conversation. Not that I’m ashamed of it, but I feel that it’s something that is almost universally deemed as an unambiguously bad thing… Most of the world’s population would probably find it very difficult to discuss about that word without getting negative feelings – maybe even ones as strong as hatred and disgust. And I don’t blame them – after all, we are talking about a perversion that indicates that I enjoy when other people suffer… I might even enjoy to be the source of that suffering. So I don’t talk …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 5_(1)

This chapter is short but hardcore! Chapter Five Isaac rushed through the main hall of his apartment building, trying to contain his grin while his erection pulled him forward like an excited dog on a leash. He had called Holly an hour ago, telling her he was almost home and ready to fuck her brains out, and she had replied by saying that she would be in the bedroom with a special present for him. Too impatient and hyper to use the elevator, he ran up four flights of stairs without losing his breath or breaking a sweat. No longer able to contain himself, he sprinted down the hallway in his work boots and nearly shot past his door. He rammed the apartment key into the door lock like he was trying to steal a …

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Kerrie – ch 02 Strip Show at the Biker Bar

Chapter 02 – Show at the Biker Bar “Permanent?” Kevin asked. Mark nodded. “So, no kids?” Mark shook his head. “No kids.” Kerrie perked up at that. A lot of things had changed since he came back four weeks ago, but this was the first time the subject of kids had ever come up. He couldn’t make a decision like that unilaterally. “For now,” she said softly. Mark turned and looked at her. “Did you say something?” “Mark, I’m loving what you’re doing, but…” “You do understand that you don’t have a say in this?” She froze and stared at him. How could someone change so much in just a few months? Everything he’d done since he came back – the piercings, the tattoos, parading her around in front of her friends in her underwear …

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Eve and the Peeping Tom

Word about the “Peeping Tom” had rapidly gone around the street. People were warned to make sure that their curtains were well drawn and the windows were closed. Rob expressed concern to his wife Eve, that he was working a night shift and that she would be at home alone. “Don’t worry,” Eve had assured him, “I’ll keep everything well locked up. Evening came, and with Rob away at work, Eve began to feel lonely for him. Flicking through the TV channels, she found nothing worth watching, and so she logged onto the internet. Soon she was looking at the wonderful photos of men’s cocks on her favourite sex site. She knew that her husband would be shocked if he knew what she got up to each time he worked nights. Eve’s hand slipped up …

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Meeting a Sadist

Meeting a Sadist Master is at work awaiting his new girl’s arrival at the motel. As instructed, she sent him a message with her room number as soon as she checked in and put the spare key card under the mat outside the door. He smiles as he mentally runs through everything he is going to do with her and to her. Just thinking of meeting him has her cunt wet and slippery. She unpacks everything, organizing her BDSM gear so that all is accessible for her Master sadist. She has never shown anyone her entire collection; too embarrassing to even consider. But, her Master issued a command to bring everything to the hotel and lay it out for him. She looks at the small but impressive array of items. “What will he think of …

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Rachel’s Debt (Chapter 3 – The Past and the Pain)_(0)

Saturday came and I still hadn’t heard from Rachel. I also wasn’t yet ready to call her for our next tryst. I certainly wanted to. In the time before Rachel, since I had last been with a woman, it had seemed that my sex drive had gone cold. Being with Rachel had reignited it, driven it from nearly dormant to a towering inferno. To bide my time, I watched the videos of our previous encounters. She really was magnificent. She could have been a lousy fuck and it still wouldn’t have mattered, her youthful body and lascivious mind more than made up for it. She wasn’t bad in bed, though, at least in the (so-far) limited experiences I’d had with her. The girl performed like she had spent a lifetime working in porn, learning the …

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The Girl Living on the Floor Above

Something woke me up in the middle of the night. I looked around, then focused my eyes on the clock. 1:13 a.m. My first reaction was to curse, which I accompanied with a yawn. A noise from above had wakened me. I didn’t know why I was so sure, but I was. A nice looking girl named Jessica lives in the flat above me. She is 21. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about anything, ready to fall asleep again. A moan came from above. There was a seductive tinge in it, pain and pleasure mixed together. For all I knew she was single, but obviously I was wrong. I heard shuffling, then another, more persistent moan. The moan quickly turned into a series of quiet gasps, which started to fray my nerves. …

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SaM’s Place – Chapter 10 of 15 Shocking

Another juryman stood. “For your sixth story, Evelyn, tell us of a time when you used electrical torture to cut a man down to size. Evelyn smiled and closed her eyes for a moment. She looked as if she were savoring a cherished memory. “Ah, yes. Frank Thompson,” she began. For some reason, after I had been working for my father for several years, he decided that I needed to have a master’s degree. I really don’t know what for, but since he was going to pay for it and support me while I got it, I thought, “Why not?” I think daddy really wanted me to get a masters in business, but I knew that would be a lot more work than a masters in psychology. Not that psychology is easy, but I knew …

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Sex toy? Sex slave? Sex queen? (4) pain&pleasure

………..comments are always welcome…… When I come into the kitchen, both men are there, drinking red wine. What takes my breath away is the fact that they are both naked. They are sitting at the kitchen table, so I can only see their upper bodies and their legs, but that has always been the most exciting thing about a man for me. A naked man is only half as erotic as a shirtless man to me. Adam holds out his glass of red wine to me. “Some wine?” I look at Pao to see if I was instructed to drink or if it was a suggestion. “Only if you want cara.” I shake my head. I don’t like to drink, and here with them, I don’t want to be drugged or woozy. I want to …

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Awakening her inner sub

Eva was a college sophmore. She was a 19 year old Latina. She was average height, about 5’4”, and on the slim side. She had long dirty blond hair almost down to her ass. She had a boyfriend of a few months. Sean was 21 and also went to college with Eva. He was about 5’10” with short black curly hair. He was a senior but lived off campus in his own apartment. Eva was still pretty inexperienced. She had a boyfriend in high school she had lost her virginity to, but he was nothing like Sean. He was older and more mysterious. She was intimidated by him every time they hung out. The sex between them was great, but she always felt like he was holding back. Sean liked Eva, but her timidness was …

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