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Stories Tagged: M/s



The Need by Tracy
Filed in: submission, flogging, knife play, protocol, humiliation, oral sex, m/s, pet play

She knelt patiently by the door waiting for him as she did everyday , naked except for her collar and a thong. Her long auburn hair flowed freely down her back. She loved this ritual, it was one of he[...]

Homecoming by kaya
Filed in: sex, slavery, service, humiliation, exhibitionism, surrender, whipping, m/s

She met Him at the airport on Friday.. wearing the dark blue sundress with the white flowers and the spaghetti straps as He had requested. Heading towards the gate to meet Him she ducked quickly into [...]

The Box by kaya
Filed in: watersports, slavery, chastity, m/s, caged, isolation

I was awakened by His arm as He snaked it around my shoulders, pulling me closer to His chest. I slid backward, bumping and then snuggling my butt into His pelvis. I felt the lump of His cock through [...]

The Date by kaya
Filed in: submission, bondage, spanking, slavery, pain, m/s, gag

The music started slow, lazy notes of melody drifting over her ears as she watched her Master pull items out of the toy box. Cuffs were layed out on the bed, rope and chain coiled next to them. He cau[...]

A Strong Man by kaya
Filed in: dominance, slavery, service, m/s

"I want a man who is strong enough to take me," she sighed dreamily. "Confident enough to own me and possess me. Who won't be guided by society but by His own will!" She turned to [...]

Proof by kaya
Filed in: slavery, ownership, m/s, dismissal

They stared at each other across the room. Her face was wet, swollen and blotchy from sobbing, a wild look of panic consumed her eyes. He was hard, cold. His jaw was set and He forced Himself to maint[...]



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