This is the second part of an erotic fiction, the Foot Stool. As the night wore on the stool shuddered and the strange noises became more constant and desperate sounding. It was odd. Someone would tip for a music suggestion, and as the “ting” sounded through the air the cushion would rock and shake. Mistress […]
In Mistress’s studio room the slave waits on it’s knees patiently as Mistress binds it. Collar? Check. Ankles cuffed together? Check. Wrists cuffed to front of collar? Check. Mistress bends down and looks into the slave’s puppy-dog eyes: “It’s time to get ready for my show. Any last words?” as she licks the slave’s cheek […]