Category: Male Dominant


As she awoke she marveled at the softness and coolness of the sheets enveloping her. The warm soft sun shown through the sheer curtains, and as she rubbed her eyes, it dawned on her that she wasn’t quite sure where she was… As she looked around the room and her eyes fell on him, it […]


In retrospect, I should have known that his plans for the evening were more elaborate than he’d told me. They always are. But I went into it thinking that we were simply having dinner with a friend of his, a man he referred to as an excellent conversationalist and a ‘fun’ person. I wore almost-normal […]

The Chip

“Ready?” Corona took a deep breath, looking at the man before her, standing there with one forefinger held carefully ready. “Go for it.” Jadon nodded and didn’t give her any more time to think about it. He just touched the fingertip carefully but firmly to the base of her skull, pressing the microchip he had […]

All My Sins in Silver

She was perfect. Perfect in bed. Perfect in obedience. Perfect in anticipating my needs. If she lacked anything or any skill or any kink or quirk I could add it. She spoke the perfect words (I had written them into the program), made the perfect gestures, and even simulated cumming at the precise moment I […]


I was still fully dressed . . . but Sir had just finished removing his last few articles of clothing, tossing the items here and there. Watching him in the large mirror before me, I wondered what he had in mind and, even though my back was to him, he stared into my eyes in […]

Master’s Brother

My name is Claire. My Master’s name is Trevor. Trevor is a wonderful, caring man. His love for me is unconditional – he accepts me “as is” and praises me for being the slave that I am. I revel in his love. We envelope each other. We live and breathe for each other. My Master […]


Abigail was eighteen, blonde haired, blue eyed and very pretty. She was popular with women and pursued by men. When she had finished her A levels she went with a group of girlfriends inter-railing around Europe before going to Art school. She hoped her results were good enough but her favourite teacher John Dickenson had […]