My wife had a dream. THE DREAM. A dream that caused a change in our very lives and introduced me to BDSM unlike anything I’d ever imagined, once we began living it. Who knew that humiliation and denial could take so many shapes or that it could be a 24/7 lifestyle choice? Who knew that it could turn a sexy yet repressed, lazy, bitchy female into a wanton slut! Certainly not our family both immediate and extended...
My name is Candy, when I was 15 and my sister Joy was 14 my parents bought a new home. Apparently the previous owners died in a car accident. My sister and I were going through some boxes in the basement when we found something interesting. There was a box full of toys, only they were adult toys.
A Sorenson’s Family Story Just a short little Mother's Day story with a BDSM twist. A daughter comes home from college to surprise her mom on her special day. A very short tale, that happens after my Home for Thanksgiving story.
The Boss isn't a person. It's a commanding sex toy that sixteen-year-old UK Military Mentors Academy valet Michael uses to subdue and dominate fourteen-year-old military academy cadet Trevor.
Hunter has a thing for Sara Ellen Smith, the brainy but beautiful blue-eyed blonde in Mr. Moke's senior English class. Desperate to win Sara Ellen's capricious heart as well as her dancer's body, Hunter tries planting a few judiciously naughty words in Sara's mouth.
This mother of two, visits a witch advertising online for help with disobedient children. The visit turns out helping her take back control in her household, but she begins to sexually abuse her newly given powers over her son and daughter. After sharing these abuses with her sister, changes begin to happen yet again. So how does the witch become even more involved?