I am His

I lay in exquisite torture, bound so that I can barely tremble let alone move. I cannot see or speak intelligently, only drool and moan and squeal. At least I can hear. My nipples are on fire and I've come so many times I'm exhausted, but the end of this torture is nowhere to be … Continue reading I am His

BDSM Advent – Hope

We again are celebrating Advent in a BDSM way. For this first Sunday, Hope. I am to HOPE for an orgasm. All. Week. Long. "I'm going to edge you. Every day, several times a day. You may not orgasm this week. If you do, there will be consequences that I promise you won't like. I, … Continue reading BDSM Advent – Hope

You wanted this

"You wanted this, so don't start bitching now, you brat," T stated. He was right. I had nagged and nagged at him to pay more attention to me, so now that he was, I couldn't very well complain. Besides, where would be the fun in complaining when this was absolutely what I wanted. "How many … Continue reading You wanted this