CHAPTER ONE

My name isn’t actually “Self-Sub Susy,” but then again, W’s real name isn’t actually “The Technician.”  That is what most people know him by, and that is what he is.  I guess Self-Sub Susy is what I am, too.  I am a natural submissive who is very much into self bondage, and W makes me all sorts of neat toys for my adventures.

Part 3

Jenny stood by the steel railing which ran alongside the parking lot.  
Far below her spread the grandeur of Oahu's Hanauma Bay State 
Underwater Park.  In spite of all her protests, Ashley (complaining 
about wasting too much time already) had taken them directly to the 
park, and now Jenny was very glad that she did.

I watched on the security camera as the cab pulled up next to my
mailbox, disgorging its passenger. She paid the driver from a meager
wad of bills pulled from the pocket of her jeans. It was Wally's cab,
so she must have taken the one bus a week that came through the little
town, then hired Wally to get her to my place.

Turning to survey the trees lining the dirt-and-rock path that served as
my driveway, she double-checked the paper in her hand before letting
herself through the gate and beginning the long trek to the house.

A day in the life of a young D/s couple.

Tall, blond, well dressed and successful she was out having a quick lunch with a friend from work when the world as she knew it came to an end. Jessie's eyes were roving around the room at random as she pretended to listen to her friend. Then she sees him.

"Davinia 1: The Price of Oil" CH07 PT1 The Oil Minister

Davinia's next surprise came one morning when she was awaiting
Sir Ian in the Day Room. Yvette had conducted her there and
Davinia had put up no resistance as her hands were locked behind
her back and a red ball-gag placed between her lips.

In the last few days, Davinia had noticed a marked change in her
owner. He seemed to be spending more time away from both Davinia
and Erin, and she wondered why.

Erin, who had been owned be Sir Ian, knew the problem
immediately.

  Like many others, my first exposure to B/d came when mainstream
novels with B/d themes hit the bookstores.  Books like "Bondage" by
Patti Davis and "Topping From Below" by Laura Reese and, of course,
the books that Anne Rice wrote under various pen names.  I read them
and enjoyed them for the most part, but my husband had no interest and
made it clear that no wife of his would get involved with anything so
common - that was the word he used.  Common.