My Wild and Wonderful World of Erotic BDSM

It was cold outside but the man chopping wood had worked up a lather. The old lady down the road must have hired him to restock her firewood for the winter. Sweat dripped from the man's brow, and he took off his jacket to expose his strong shoulders and muscled arms. I watched the man do his work. I lounged from My perch on My porch, enjoying the show.  The man's long blond hair was shining in the sunlight. I thought about his locks tangled with Mine. I liked the picture I painted of the two of us, coiled together in My big bed. The man looked My way and smiled. That's when I made up My mind. I decided I would have him. I would lure him to My side and make him work for Me.  I wove a spell to take his mind and leave his other chores behind. I felt the Magic in My hands, growing and expanding outward. I threw the Sparks at My target.  Like shards of invisible glass, I penetrated his sexy ass. The man dropped his axe and started walking to My house. He jumped the fences sepa...

  Tall, dark, and handsome. Yes, mr. friday is all those things but what I love best is how he serves Me. We have a standing appointment every Friday afternoon. He puts himself completely in My hands and does it with a smile. What a smile it is. With a twinkle in his soulful eyes, he endures My Succubus. That demon in Me steals his life force and leaves him weak and wanting More. He's the kind that loves that pain. I'm the kind that loves a pain whore. That's what I turned him into. It's why he keeps coming back for More.   When I pull on his balls and scrape My nails along his cock, mr. friday comes alive. He gets off on the suffering, and that's what I need. If only I could make him Bleed. I did the next best thing. I branded his back with hot, candle wax. I used a drip candle, raising it high to let the spill cool just a bit. I wrote My Name with heat and malice. I got high watching the red reaction. Mistress Victory blazed across his backside, My ownership stamp...

  It was late when My car broke down in the middle of nowhere. Thankfully, I had just renewed My AAA membership. I dialed the 800 number and the dispatcher said that someone would be out to help Me soon. I settled in to wait. The Moon was full so I sent Her a Whisper on the Wind. Might as well have some fun while I waited in the land of the lost.  I began a Spell. I thought it would be delightful to play with My rescuer. Why not? I adore a good mindfuck. I asked the Goddess to send someone simple to manipulate, someone I can hypnotize and control. Surely in this sawdust town, I can pull someone easily bound.  The idea was to take over his mind, have some laughs, then leave him behind.  Soon My help arrived. I turned to inspect My twilight savior. He was lovely, the face of an angel highlighted by pale blue eyes. His dark brown hair fell in waves down his back. I watched as he threw it in a bun before popping the hood of My car. He looked at Me from his height of six ...

  Love Bites. We have all heard the phrase. Well, there are those who take it to a different level. Their kink is to be Bitten. Tease and Denial with a Bite. That's the kind of session My new client liked. I smiled with big sharp teeth. This was the sort of fun that makes Me high. The kind of request I can't deny. So I tied him down, nice and tight, and settled in to take a Bite. His arms were thick and meaty so I gave each one a chew. He moaned with extra volume, and his member almost blew. The harder the indention, the harder his erection. The more I tore his skin, the better his affection. I didn't even touch his cock yet it was swollen and standing tall. Still, I ignored its dripping head and went for his poking nipples. Twisting and Turning, little buds, fit for burning, so I gave them each a gnaw. I munched until they both were raw.  He moaned and he groaned in ecstasy. He sang out loud, just for Me. He loved the way I set My teeth. I loved the way he took My heat. He...

  I had just posted a picture on My fan site when a message popped up from a new member. He went on and on about My eyes and the Wonder between My thighs. The fella said he had been following Me and working up the nerve to say hello. He swore he could satisfy all My needs. He loves a Lady in charge and lives to please. He doesn't mind how many others I'm with. Just to know Me would be a gift. He would spend each day upon his knees and shower Me in luxury. Well, that was quite a testimonial but I am still shallow enough to want a picture. When it comes to lovers, I enjoy My eye candy. I waited for the image and I was shocked when it appeared. I would recognize the face of My former lover anywhere. It had been almost a decade since I last kissed his juicy lips. I remembered hours spent staring into his blue eyes, under the curtain of his ebony hair.  Damn! He looked good. Just a few laugh lines marked the edge of time. His eyes still sparkled and his hair looked as silky as when...