So there we both were two singletons leading early busy lives , over time we agreed to take in each others internet shopping should one of us be out, so come this given day I had a parcel for her and knew she'd be home in the early evening, so thought I'd give her about an hour before knocking on her door, when I did so I called out who it was, well the sight before me when she opened the door was stunning, she was nicely...

This is a true story and opened up a whole new world to me at the time , something I never thought thought possible, as in my first true story I was contacted by this guy who responded to an advert I had going in a certain publication , whereby a caller would leave a message & a phone number usually a mobile number but on this occasion it was a landline number, one of an upmarket area of Surrey, so I duly rang the number...

Roy had responded to an advert I had in a contact publication , he told me of his desires etc and broadly speaking they gelled with mine , his deep desire was to serve a white master as he was of asian descent , we discussed likes etc and he confessed he wanted to hack back to the days of slavery and being a masters property , up to now I'd never considered a dark skinned slave but my appetite had been whetted - yes very...

A vac bed or vacuum bed it’s like any other fetish object or bondage tool, it takes time to master. If you’ve never experienced one, or looking to purchase a vac bed then read on, or even if you're a lover of latex this may help to stir your naughty minded fun. The below is Amanda and my personal experience, I hope you enjoy. Where it Started I'd first come across vac beds whilst watching porn some 20 years ago, having an...

It had been a while since my last session, I was overdue and needed, craved to be humiliated once again by Miss D. As arranged, at the appointed time I rang the door bell for Miss D. Only if you are a genuine sub, will you understand the excitement as you press that bell, as you leave the normal world and enter an environment where you actively seek pain and humiliation. Miss D opened the door and I followed her through t...

You might have read my first story, 'Visiting Miss D' - this is the story of my third visit. Every word is true, or as near as I can recall. If you're interested, my second visit was as incredible as my first, but with an unexpected twists, in that with electric shocks to my balls and through a butt plug, I had one of the most intense orgasms of my life, all the more intense as it was unexpected (at least by me) and seeme...

We had been out for the day, a country house somewhere with woodland walks. It was freezing cold and we were wrapped up warm, wearing long coats, wooly hats, scarf and gloves. We had a little kiss as we walked back to the car park and my cock got hard despite the cold. She put her hand inside my coat and wanked my cock through my trousers. I reached inside her coat and rubbed her pussy in return. With both of us feeling t...

My two-month anniversary at the club – not that anybody noticed or had any reason to. While I’d quickly become a regular here, I had also learned that it seemed just as difficult to make contact with interested men as it was in my vanilla life. It wasn’t for my lack of trying. Fresh out of college, I had wasted my meagre savings and almost all of my first two wages on kinky outfits, and damn was that stuff expensive. The...

This is my first story. It is long but I would like to think that to every old submissive male that it may give hope that there are genuine Dominatrix Females out there. Don't give up hope. A little about me. I'm well over 50 and in my second marriage. Sex has all but stopped and is certainly very vanilla when it occurs, we have three grown-up sons. I'm submissive and cross-dress at every opportunity. Wife does not know a...

Why did I feel such pleasure when my mistress humiliated me like she did? It was a question I had asked myself many times before and here I was asking it again as I stood before her naked, hands behind my back, penis hard as a rock in anticipation of the punishment she was about to give me. ‘You snivelling little pervert!’ she said contemptuously. ‘Look at you! That pathetic little organ of yours would never satisfy a REA...

A guiding hand led me, step by step, down the stairs to the dimly lit basement, my high heels echoing on wooden staircase treads. My lover's attention to detail was sublime. A blindfold and mask my companions into the unknown. As I descended the stairs, I recalled his words: “I will be your guide, and I will be your eyes.” As the stairwell gave way to firm flooring, I knew we had arrived at our destination. My vision blur...