M/f

The time has finally come and I am throbbing all over with excitement.

I am going on holiday with my Master, 9 days and nights with him, alone, vulnerable and submissive.

I receive my email on time, the evening before we leave. The instructions are clear... be shaved clean, wear no underwear, wear t-shirt top with a collar and trousers and meet at the money exchange counter at the international terminal at a set time. The mid afternoon time engaged my curiosity as I was aware that we were on an 8pm flight, but I did not question.

It had sounded like a great idea, a long weekend of camping in Canada's Algonquin Park. While it was quite a drive and not Karen's first overnight camping trip, it was her first trip with the new friends she'd met since she and her family had moved here.

It had taken a little time for the shy 18 year-old to settle in with the new crowd at her college. Having Bobby ask her out had changed all that. Bobby was one of the more popular guys at school and as soon as Bobby had taken an interest, Karen had found herself hanging with the "in" crowd during and after school.

He caressed her, and smiled as she trembled at his touch. His hands ran the length of her long lithe body, stopping to tweak her nipples, then on down to her pussy where he slid a finger into her luscious slit. Her pussy was shaved, (he had shaved it) and he loved the sight of it. She wiggled, writhed at his touch. He stood back and looked at her. She was beautiful, tall and thin, blonde hair and big blue eyes. Her tits were very large and firm, her pussy full and plump, her clit not quite peeking out of the folds.

A sub and her Master go to a private bondage club for the first time.

Emma finds herself stranded in a foreign country without the funds or means to get home. She falls into the hands of a Domme who in turn sells the unsuspecting Emma to a Master who wants to train her as his slave.

The Northern Bay still clogged with thick floes of ice. The late and
extremely cold winter taking it toll on the merchant fleet already as some
ships have failed to negotiate the pressure of the ice on the hulls of the
wooden ships.

The winter also taking it toll of the passes over the mountains to the
East. The usual routes causing delays to all movement, all except one
possibility. A pass to the grassy plains of the herders is the easiest way
for a caravan to go; if you don't consider the hostility of the people. It

Once I was sure of my suspicions about Julia I knew that I would have to see her often. Before she left that first evening in the hotel she asked if she could see me the next day, and of course I was as eager for that as she was. I told her to be at the hotel no later than 9:00 the next morning. I suppose I could have let her stay the night, but I wanted her to be fresh and ready for a full day the following day, and I knew that neither of us would sleep if she stayed there in the hotel with me.

I'm in my final year at university7, where I'm studying archaeology. My life lately is filled with studies and lectures and research. Often, when I'm bored, I think back to the most shocking and memorable event of my life, which was my trip to Egypt to work on an archaeological dig two years ago.

She was nude, standing behind and leaning forward over the back of the heavy wood desk chair in the suite at the Fairfield. Her wrists were cuffed and attached to the arms of the chair. Her ankles were cuffed and those cuffs were attached to a spreader bar, keeping her legs so far open that her feet were nearly 36 inches apart. Dr. Wellhung admired her from various angles. She was displayed for his viewing pleasure. In this position her full breasts hung down nicely. Nipple clamps with 8-oz weights exaggerated the length of her nipples.

Lovemaking