1. TheSlave


    Date: 11/9/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    was horrified. She had just admitted to her best friend that she was perverted, sick, weird and twisted. Lisa excused herself from the table mumbling about something that she was supposed to do. Stephi watched as Lisa walked out the front door of the restaurant. The damage had been done, her fantasy was out, and she believed she had just lost her best friend. What Stephi didn’t know, was that Lisa had been involved in the local BDSM community, for over three years. Lisa had her own secrets. She attended the auctions regularly, and had, on one occasion, even been able to save enough money to “buy” a lesser slave, for a “short night.” A short night was only six hours with the slave. The slave turned out to be pretty disappointing to the high spirited Lisa, cuming just moments after a rope was wrapped around his cock shaft. After that, Lisa couldn’t get him hard again, and that evening left her more frustrated than broke. She decided at that time she was going to save for the best. Lisa had abruptly left the restaurant that afternoon. She was so shocked to find that her best friend was interested in something that she herself, had been living for some time. Lisa didn’t know how to handle it. She wanted to help her friend by blurting everything out at once but she knew better than that, and kept silent. Now, in thinking it over, she wanted to tell Stephi everything. Lisa called her and made arrangements to meet at a local restaurant at seven that evening. Lisa could hear the fear ...
    and embarrassment in Stephi’s voice, but begged her to come enticing her with a secret that just had to be told. Hesitantly, Stephi agreed. At the restaurant that evening, Stephi listened to everything Lisa was telling her. The more she heard, the more aroused she became. Before the end of Lisa’s very descriptive narrative, Stephi was begging to enter the tight secretive circle of the BDSM community. Stephi had very mixed emotions about all of this. On one hand, she was overwhelmed with erotic anticipation about the aspect of “HER” doing the things that she had only seen on the internet. She knew that she would look good in thigh high boots, she giggled to herself. On the other hand, she feared that she would not be able to “wield power” or “control” a man, like the women on the websites did; but she was willing to try. Sitting at a computer and looking at pictures, was nothing like the real thing. She wasn’t real sure she could do it, but she knew that she wanted it, desperately and would stop at nothing to accomplish at least one night. In short time, Stephi moved among the circles of the BDSM community. She had only attended two auctions, but was amazed at the sexual openness that was on display for everyone to see. She found herself getting very moist, looking at the fear on the faces of the slaves, as they were paraded around the stage. She would watch them and fantasize about what she would do to them, if they were hers. But they were not hers and likely would never be ...