Watching Her Pain

Matthew sat naked and cross-legged on cushions leaning against the wall. Rope bound him firmly in place but the ties were gentle and comfortable. He sat back and watched the two people in front of him.

Rowena knelt stiffly in the middle of the room, also naked, in front of Liam.
“Good girl”, he praised her.

Liam took her wrists and twisted rope around them. He bent her body across a bench and fastened her in place. Gently he began to spank her and slowly the tension went out of her body. Continue reading “Watching Her Pain”

Playing Puppies

There was a knock at the door. Liam opened it to reveal Rowena standing on the step looking both excited and nervous.
“Come in” he invited her warmly.
He showed her to a room where he told her to get naked. Then he showed her a narrow pink leather collar.
“This is your puppy collar” he explained, “once you’re wearing it I expect nothing but puppy behaviour”.
“Yes, Sir” Rowena agreed quietly. They were to be her last words for a while.
Liam told her to get down on all fours and when she had done so he fastened the collar around her throat.
“Your puppy name is ‘Lady'” he instructed her. Rowena nodded to show she understood. Continue reading “Playing Puppies”

You Are Well Used

A dark and dirty fantasy for my boy.

I am having a dinner party. My guests are carefully chosen, four men, four women. As they arrive you serve them drinks. You are naked, tonight you are here to be of service.

The round dinner table is laid for nine, it is glass and steel. When the food is ready I bid my guests take their places. Continue reading “You Are Well Used”

Taken Into The Garden

This, it appears, is what I end up thinking when I spend time in the garden.

I am stripped naked, exposed to my master’s gaze. My wrists tightly bound in rope. Dragged helplessly outside to be fastened in place, my wrists above me, defenseless. My body pressed against the brickwork, it’s roughness scraping my skin. I am whipped, head back, screaming. Begging for mercy.

Cut down, my hands still tied, thrown to the ground, raped for my master’s pleasure. His hands parting my thighs, his cock thrusting inside me. Pounding into me with his lust.
I am covered with his cum, its stickiness spread over my flesh. Its taste in my mouth, forced there by insistent fingers.
I am hosed clean where I lie. Writhing beneath the jets of water, until I am clean, and cold, sobbing and submissive.

I am his slut and he treats me like one.


Rowena arrived home from work to find her husband already waiting for her. He opened the front door for her, and after a welcoming kiss, ushered her into the house.

“Come with me” Bryan instructed.
She protested that there were things to do, but Bryan was adamant.
“I’ve ordered pizza, and before it arrives I want to have some fun.”

Continue reading “Surprised”

Your Pet

I don’t normally write age play, but this just seemed to fit.

Rowena looked down at her puppy Matthew sitting at her feet. She smiled and patted his head. He looked up adoringly at her.

“Good boy” she praised him, “now lets play”.

She walked to the other side of the room and called to him.

“Here Matthew, come here” she bent down holding out her arms.

Matthew bounded across the room to her on all fours. She hugged his naked body with delight, and he wriggled against her with puppyish excitement.

“Chase me” she ordered, letting go of him and climbing onto the sofa.

Matthew followed her onto the furniture. Putting eager puppy paws on her shoulders he pushed her down and began to lick her face. Rowena giggled and squirmed.

The door opened and Bryan walked in. He took one look at the two of them sprawled on the sofa.

“Rowena” he roared, “What did I tell you about your pet?”

Rowena looked crestfallen. “Not on the sofa, Daddy” she said quietly.

“Well?” he replied watching her.

She sat up, and hugged Matthew. She pointed to the floor.

“Down” she told him, “Sit”.

Matthew climbed off the sofa and assumed a puppy posture on the floor. Rowena climbed down too, and hugged him tightly arms around his neck.

“Please be good” she whispered, “or I’ll be in more trouble”.

Bryan walked across to them and sat down on the sofa.

“Now come here” he told Rowena. She came and stood go front of him looking slightly defiant.

“I told you, that you were responsible for looking after your pet, didn’t I?” he asked her. She nodded sulkily. He looked at her and waited for an answer.

“Yes, Daddy” she admitted finally.

“Then you need to be punished” he told her firmly, patting his lap in a gesture which she understood all too well.

She lay herself over his lap. Bryan lifted her skirt, and pulled her panties down to her thighs, Rowena buried her head into the sofa.

Smack. Bryan’s hand came down firmly on Rowena’s bottom and she yelped. He began spanking her firmly, one hand holding the small of her back as she earnestly wriggled to get away.

“Please, Daddy, stop. I’ll be good” she begged. Her bottom was glowing red under his hand. When she started sobbing he finally relented. Watching her as she lay meekly over his lap for a moment.

“Stand up” he told her.

She struggled to her feet, and he turned her away from him, tucking her skirt into her waistband, leaving her bottom exposed. He told her to go and stand go the corner. She started walking, her hands reaching to adjust her panties, still around her thighs.

“Leave your panties where they are” he warned her. She shuffled awkwardly across the room. Her bottom on display, her face to the wall.

Bryan turned to Matthew still sitting patiently on the floor. He gestured to him, indicating that he might go to the woman standing in the corner.

Matthew released, crawled across the room, a curious puppy. He pushed his nose eagerly against Rowena’s bottom.

She felt him nuzzling her, but was not allowed to speak, she knew. She shifted her stance slightly parting her thighs a little, pushing her sore bottom towards him slightly.

Matthew sniffed, inhaling her sex. His tongue began to explore as best it could the folds of her, tasting her dampness, and feeling her twist slightly in response.

Rowena moaned softly. Corner time had never been so delightful or frustrating.

“You may come out now”, Bryan told her finally, and she turned gratefully.

She crouched down to hug her devoted puppy, and looked across the room, uncertain whether to hump her darling puppy or beg for Daddy’s cock…


It was a lovely group of people. Bryan had gathered together his submissive Rowena, her two dominant lovers Liam and Tom, and her own submissive playmate Matthew, a fascinating mix of people and attitudes. Dinner had been delightful, with stimulating conversation and laughter, and the whole party had finally retired to the large sofa in the lounge.

Bryan got up, and disappeared for a few moments. He returned with a riding crop in his hand.
He looked across at his submissive, Rowena.
“It’s time” he told her quietly, passing her the crop.
She went a little pale, and swallowed hard. Then she turned to Matthew who was sitting next to her.
“Strip, please”, she told him.
Matthew almost looked more nervous than she did, he had been given only the broadest of outlines about what this evening might contain. He stood up and began to remove his clothes. Rowena was watching him intently, but she couldn’t help smiling with delight as he revealed his body to her eager gaze.
When he was naked she got up from the sofa, taking some cushions with her.
“Come with me”, she instructed.
Rowena led him to the dining table and positioned him bent over it, his torso resting on the cushions. Her hand stroked his ass.
“Now”, she said her voice quavering slightly, “I’m going to punish you”.
“For what, Mistress”, he asked nervously.
“For what you are going to do” she replied. Matthew wondered what that might mean.
She stepped back then, and began to apply the crop firmly across his buttocks. Matthew held position, and made little noise. Rowena was impressed, if only she could do so well, she thought.
When his bottom was glowing red she ceased, running her hand over it gently, before encouraging Matthew to stand up. She led him over to the vertical radiator, and stood him in front of it, first testing its temperature with her hand to make sure it wouldn’t burn him. He stood patiently while she retrieved a length of rope, and began to tie his hands on either side of him, threading the rope through the bars. When she had finished she reached down and stroked his half erect cock with a gentle smile, and then stroked the side of his face.

She turned round, and saw the remaining three men regarding her.
Bryan smiled at her evilly, “Strip, please” he told her.
Rowena’s fingers fumbled at the buttons as she undid her blouse. She was acutely aware of the three men watching before her, and of Matthew, helpless, behind her. She hurried to remove her clothes, feeling a sense of terror swelling up inside her.

When she was naked Bryan came over to her, and moved her into the position she had put Matthew into earlier. Tom and Liam came each side and fastened rope around her wrists, passing it under the table. Her ankles too were fastened to the table legs, holding them wide apart. Rowena felt more helpless than she ever had before.
Tom fastened a blindfold over her eyes. With the loss of sight, she felt the sense of terror recede. She was alone in her darkness. She breathed in deeply.

Someone’s fingers penetrated her then, roaming deep between her spread legs, before pulling out.
“Wet, I see”, Liam commented behind her, “what a slut you are my dear”.
Rowena moaned softly against the cushions, shame and desire burning through her.
She moaned louder, as her pussy was entered again, swiftly, forcefully, a cock pounding against her for a few strokes, before pulling out. Unwillingly she whimpered at the sudden loss.
She felt something press against her lips.
“Suck it”, Bryan’s voice from behind her.
She opened her mouth, and a hard cock was pushed into it. She tasted her own juices on it, her tongue lapped at it, trying to determine who’s it was, Liam’s she guessed. She sucked at it, her neck straining from the centre of the table. Her pussy was invaded yet again, and she gasped around the cock in her mouth. Suddenly both were withdrawn.
“Not good enough”, Liam’s voice was harsh, “you have a lot to learn about sucking cock my dear. That simply will not do”.
A red hot line burned across her ass suddenly, the riding crop wielded by a firm hand. Rowena gasped in pain, and again and again, as the crop fell. She sobbed desperately, hating herself for not taking it better. Reminded suddenly of Matthew, watching her humiliation, she bit her lip and struggled to quiet herself.
As suddenly as they had started the blows ceased.
“Now” Liam’s voice was gentle, “you’ll do better, yes?”
His cock returned to her mouth and she sucked at it desperately, terrified of disapproval.
Another cock entered her, pounding against her cunt. It soon was removed, and another took its place. She trembled in place, uncertain of who was inside her, feeling her own lust burning like a flame.
Eventually the cock in her mouth was withdrawn. For a while then, she was lost in sensation, as her pussy was penetrated by each in turn, not knowing who was inside her. For a few moments fingers were thrust into her ass, and she cried out, in sudden realisation of her utter defencelessness.
She became aware then of sounds nearby, the unmistakable sounds of men wanking, groans increasing, in time with the thrusts behind her. Almost in unison she felt the man behind her buck against her hips, and felt the warm fall of cum over her back. Fingers then smeared it across her back, onto her face. Cum covered fingers were forced between her lips, and she obediently sucked them clean.
Rowena’s head slumped against the cushions, overwhelmed.
“We seem to have forgotten something,” Tom’s voice was amused, “did you enjoy watching that Matthew, oh, I see that you did”.
“Yes, Sir”, his voice was quiet.
The men untied Matthew’s hands from the radiator, smiling happily.
“Your turn”, Bryan invited him, gesturing towards the woman still splayed across the table.
He hesitated for a moment. Bryan gestured again peremptorily.
Matthew stepped forward, and as he pushed his cock into Rowena’s sopping cunt, he realised that this was what he had been punished for, this unasked taking, that she had known was coming.
He thrust firmly then, and felt her push back against him. Her moans, part pleasure, part pain, aroused him further, and he came quickly inside her.

As he stepped back, Bryan, Liam and Tom stepped forward, untying Rowena from the table, removing the blindfold and helping her to stand straight again. She blinked and staggered slightly, and they embraced her, Matthew joining in, all of them close in an intimate moment.
“You should go and have a bath sweetie”, Bryan told her, “and I’ll pour all of us a drink”.
She smiled tentatively.
“Yes, Sir”, she said meekly.
She turned imperiously to Matthew, “and you can come and wash my back for me”.