Chilling at home with the love of my life.I’m just reading “Separating Fact From Fiction - The Life Of A Consensual Slave In The 21st Century ” by Shannon Reilly. Certain things I don’t agree with, and things that aren’t relevant to me. Lots of talk about the “leather community ” which I don’t identify with in any way, etc. But still a decent read.
I just ordered this @his-4-life for the recommendation. I’m always looking for quality books and resources about the D/s lifestyle.
She feels safe and protected. Whereas some might view the bars of a cage as being confining, she sees them as a barrier constructed to keep out all of the negative and destructive influences of the world. Her cage is a cocoon in which she nestles as if in a warm blanket on a cold night.
Her needs are anticipated and taken care of. How wonderful to think of the one who possesses her as thinking ahead to all of the things she might need to make her healthy and happy…and then making sure those things are all readily available when she needs them.
She is no longer responsible for making endless decisions. As part of the outside world she is bombarded constantly with the need to make decisions… some small and some of life altering proportions. Within the confines of her cage, she need only worry about singing her song and with that voice letting her Master know she is content to live within his power and control because she knows He thinks only of her well-being.
Being owned means also being chosen above all others. And that sense of belonging to one who really wants her is a powerful feeling not easily replaced. Having his pick of all the singing birds in the land, her Master selected her to place within His home…and His heart. She feels honored to be so chosen and sings freely to show her devotion.
Freedom is a relative term meaning different things to different people. To this bird of song, true freedom to pursue her dreams and desires could never be found outside of her captivity…captive in a home specially prepared for her by the one who considers her His greatest possession. Her captivity by Him sets her free.
It is my deepest wish to provide this kind of bliss for a special submissive.
This story follows Evie Holland, a spunky young woman with a clear career goal – To become a police officer, solve crimes and catch bad guys. At least, she used to have a clear goal, until she was kicked out of the police academy due to an unfortunate incident that really wasn’t her fault, she claims.
No biggies, she wasn’t about to let such a small thing hurt her career. Determined to prove she had what it takes, Evie became a private eye. With her great deductive abilities, observation skills, and not to mention her complete lack of shame when it came to interrogating witnesses and suspects alike, she knew she’d be able to help people and make a name for herself.
At the request of her friend, Evie takes on a peculiar case of theft. The suspects seem to have no memory of the crime they committed, apart from a shiny circle-shaped object perched before their eyes.
Evie ends up learning much more than she thought she would, about the nature of tools, and the masters who make those tools feel useful. It may cost her a friend, but if she does a good job, she might just succeed in proving herself to those who had always doubted her talent.
This story is approx. ~9,800 words long.
Door To Door
In this story, twenty-three year old Emily has an unexpected guest at her door on a quiet Sunday afternoon. He’s a salesman, peddling his wares around town. She isn’t interested, at first, but Bruce’s dangling crystal and soothing voice easily change her mind.
The easily enthralled Emily was happy to let Bruce demonstrate his products on her, weather it was a mind sucking sticker, or a butt sculpting exercise device that happened to be shaped precisely like his own hand.
Sure, Emily ends up paying more than she thought, but Bruce still leaves a very satisfied customer as he exits her humble abode.
This story is approx. ~7,000 words long.
Be My First
The spinning colors capable of drawing even the most willful eyes into a pit of blissful obedience. The flowing inward motion that makes anyone want to drown their mind in the ever deepening center. A properly placed and timed spiral is bound to leave any attractive woman with a mesmerized smile on her face and a submissive song in her heart. Kevin knows that all too well. He gets a surprise visit from a friend he knew back home. She came to check out the dorms before moving in, and figured she’d pop in. Rain was always an adventurous, free spirited girl, eager to try new things. Seeing her in a whole new way, Kevin decides to show Rain a very special spiral on his computer, and open her eyes to many new and exciting first experiences. And it just so happens all those new experiences involve him, her, fewer clothes, and an ever growing amount of carnal heat. This story is approx. ~7,900 words long. Post link
When Andrew’s friend sent him a link to the Online Booty Caller website, he just had to laugh. Pete always fell for the most ludicrous online schemes.
Still, he had to admit the website looked quite appealing, and while the claims made by it seemed nonsensical, Andrew found himself quite curious as to its true nature. He figured it was some sort of fetish site, claiming to be turning wholesome ladies into wanton booties for rent.
Not sure what to expect, Andrew made an introductory order. He chose his strict landlady as his first option, a busty MILF who lives on the first floor of his suburban residence. To his shock and utter amazement, the booty caller service ends up delivering exactly what they claim, and not a second late.
With an exciting new realm of possibility open to him, Andrew has to decide on his next order. He settles on one of his college coed neighbors. But who will he request first? Will it be Tegan, the ball-busting, fat-shaming, fitness obsessed athlete? Or perhaps Vicky, the prim and proper nineteen-year-old virgin? She actually scored a music scholarship for her remarkable skills on the trumpet.
Whichever gorgeous beauty he chooses, Andrew is bound to have a good time.
Kara’s friend introduces her to a new location based dating app. Male users can use it to browse the collection of women in their vicinity. If they like what they see, they swipe right and a message is sent to the woman.
The interface for female users is much simpler. They don’t have to browse, swipe, or choose their partners. All they need to do is wait for men to want them, and follow orders. Two things even the dumbest of brainwashed bimbos can manage.
Kara’s friend is already hooked, and soon Kara will join her.
Just What The Doctor Ordered – Psychosis Hypnosis
Doctor Xaviar is a professional therapist specializing in hypnosis. With his skills of persuasion and suggestion, he can make his patients do anything. They might not always get what they expect from the treatment, but they always leave with a smile on their faces and nothing on their minds.
His patients for the day include two policewomen in grave need of some attitude adjustments, a couple of lesbians, and three coeds from the local college’s chastity club.
Steve’s New Harem – Meeting The BFF
Skyler introduces her perfect boyfriend to her best friend, Sadie. During a friendly game of pool, Sadie finds out what makes her BFF’s new boyfriend so wonderful and flawless. She can’t help but fall under his sway herself, and she certainly doesn’t mind sharing his attention with her best friend.
Charming Shield 1&2
A couple of adventures of officer Jack Masters. He has a special trinket, a talisman fashioned to look like a detective’s shield. With it, he can induce feelings of loyalty and submission in any woman’s heart.
He uses it to train his new partner, Candy, and to teach an important lesson to a hot graffiti artist tagging the walls of his fair city.
Just What The Doctor Ordered – The Clinic
Doctor Powell has a unique way of doing things. Because his methods are so unorthodox, he found a way to make sure his patients follow his orders to the letter. Using his hypnotic skills, he shows his patients that his is the only way that can lead them to better health, and a better life.
That’s how he gets his first patient of the day, a hot young college coed, to take her much needed oral injection. It’s also how he persuades his second patient, a young pregnant woman, to give her body to him, as a generous donation to medicine. And finally, his third patient, a hot-headed businesswoman, is easily convinced that she must go through a revolutionary treatment Doctor Powell invented, to treat her acute bitchiness.
At the end of the day, all of his patients leave his clinic feeling like all their problems are solved, and the good doctor is more than pleased to monitor their progress.
This is a picture of your new slaves. If you wish too see semi-nude, nude, and erotic pictures, don’t hesitate to give us the order. We live for your happiness. We hope our bodies satisfy you master.
We will continue living our lives as if nothing has changed. You can summon us whenever you wish. We will leave anything and march our bubbly teen butts wherever you wish. We will serve as your personal fuck-toys for as long as you wish, and you can dismiss us like yesterday’s garbage the second you are done with us.
We live to serve. Our pussies, asses, tits, and mouths, we dedicate for your use.
I can tell from how the cigar has burned, he has not waited for me long. I sit my purse on the small table by the door, remove my blouse and skirt, Standing now in only heels, stockings and lacy bra, I view my image in the mirror above my purse, realizing my hair is down still, and he likes it in a ponytail, I remove an elastic from the side pocket of handbag, and quickly pull my hair up. Giving myself a once over glance in the mirror, I take the filled glass and the cigar to him. I hear music in the back room, and make my way there, while smelling the deep golden elixir in the glass, and enjoying the smoke wafting past my nose as I walk.
When I enter the room I am stunned to see guests, A couple, I am embarrassed in my near nakedness,
Master says. “ Carlotta, please join us, while he takes a sip of the glass he holds. “Thank you for my cigar dear, the glass is for you.” I nod, handing him his cigar, and still perplexed as to where I sit, he motions toward the cushion next to his chair. Now I understand. This evening, in one way or another, I am serving.
I sit on my knees, next to sir on the cushion. Grateful for the liquid courage in the small glass. His hand pats my head as I sit, pulling the elastic from my hair, my long hair falls down my back, and instantly helps remove a little of the chill in the room.
I sit with my head down and quietly listen to the conversation around me,The doorbell rings, I go to answer it. Peeking around the door, hoping it is not a delivery, a man announces that he is here to meet with my Master, I invite him in, show him back, and pour him the same beverage we are all sharing,
The new man greets master, and says simply to him, “She is well trained.” I blush with the compliment of the stranger.
They were doing some sort of business. Which when concluded had the couple leaving I noticed that she too had a collar like mine.
Master asked me to refill the glasses and come sit next to him. I collected the glasses from the men, filled and delivered them. He instructed me to fill my own as well.
When done, I sat next to him. He undid the clasp of the bra I wore. and removed it from my body, Leaving my breasts to be displayed.
The stranger nodded in approval, and I felt myself blush again, “Carlotta, this is my old friend James, tonight you will serve us both. His submissive has recently had a change of heart, and he is missinng being cared for.
I am again stunned. This is not something we have done. I am not prepared, but I am here to serve.
The stranger approaches me extending his hand, I glance at Master, he nods, and then says. “It’s ok baby, I will join you shortly,” Master continues with his aromatic cigar, which now has my tummy rolling. I am now trembling, as I follow this man to the guest room. “Oh dear, I am to be used by his friend.” is all I can think. He removes his clothing and draws a bath, And asks me to bathe him. Which I find curious.
Master comes in as I am drying the man with no name. He takes the plush robe from the closet and hands it to him.Taking another robe, He too removes his clothes and steps into the bath . I warm the water for Master while I bathe his strong beautiful body. He says quietly to him while I bathe him. “Carlotta, we will both be using your body tonight. I owe this man a debt I can never repay please do everything he bids of you,” he pauses his green eyes concerned, and he goes on, “Ordinarily I would not ask this of you, I give you a choice to do this or not. I want you to stay behind after you dry me, and then you bathe, if you come out naked, you are agreeing to be with us both. If you come out in that robe, The evening is over.”
He waits for a long time for me to reply.
“Do you understand?”
I nod yes.
I take my time bathing in the deep tub. and towel myself off. My mind in such a tumble, But I really only have one choice.
I will honor Master and be with him and his friend.
I take a deep breath, still a little uncertain, another deep breath two steel myself, and walk out in my nakedness two serve to men.
1. Rules give structure which is very comforting to a submissive mind. To be able to see what is expected, and what is forbidden, allows a little girl to navigate the relationship easily, and with less stress.
2. Rules remind a submissive who is in charge. Whether she is obeying them, or breaking them, Daddy put them there, and she is reminded that every time she navigates around them, or takes one off the shelf and breaks it.
3. Rules are useful tools to improve your submissive’s life, and make her a better person. Don’t like that she keeps a messy room? Make a rule that changes that. Don’t like that she eats sweets before bed, and that it makes it hard for her to fall asleep? It must be rule time. Rules help Dominants take care of their littles, because we can’t expect them to take care of themselves all the time.
