Join the best erotica focused adult social network now
Login

Ownership Stories

ownership

How I Became An Owned Slave

How a young Australian went from being a model named Sabby to becoming a slave called “naked cunt.”

I watched Matt as he took the last piece of clothing that I owned – the last anything I owned – and threw it on the fire. It took a few seconds, then it, too, caught fire, on top of all my other former possessions. Now I stood, completely naked, in the la...

The New Intern - Part 2- Spoilt For Choice

Jodie discovers not all Dommes are the same

Jodie stood in front of the photocopier and took a breath. She ran her hand through her brunette hair. She’d had it cut into a pixie bob the evening before and was still getting used to the feeling of cool air on the back of her neck. It had been a week s...

Pleasure in Punishment, Lessons Learned Part 4

The morning after reveals marks and the start to an adventurous day.

My body wakes itself up at 5:30 am every morning.  This morning was no exception.  I kiss the top of her head that is resting on my chest and slip from under her arm that is lying across my thighs.  She moves slightly but curls the blanket up under her ch...

Cupcake

A sweet treat leads to sweeter meet

It had become the best part of my day; every afternoon just before closing, fifteen minutes of time alone with her… But I’m getting ahead of myself, let’s go back a little. New job, new city, everything bright and shiny, waiting to be discovered. I had mo...

The Cougar Lounge--Chapter 3

I don't like limp noodles

Pulling into his driveway, Will turned off the motor and just sat there, his forehead resting against the steering wheel. Driving home he was fine but the moment he pulled into the drive, it seemed as if all the steam had been let out of his body, making...

Get Free access to these great features

  • Create your own custom Profile
  • Share your erotic stories with the community
  • Curate your own reading list and follow authors
  • Enter exclusive competitions
  • Chat with like minded people
  • Tip your favourite authors

I Am Yours

A poem for my owner

My body longs for your touch,  Your embrace, your desire. Every part of its being wanting, Needing to satisfy you in any way it can. It is yours to use,  And yours to use alone.  I want you to use it.  I need you to have your way with me. The desire to sa...

On Loan

She was no Cinderella, but there were moments when...

It felt like everything, every firm plain and sexy curve could be seen. Yet, she did not feel exposed or bared to the world. The suggestion was so subtle to the curious eye. The dress created desire, but actually revealed nothing. It was definitely expens...

Getting Off Early For Bad Behavior

I was sentenced to prison and became the property of a gang.

“Six years,” the judge said as he slammed down his gavel. Those words kept repeating in my head over and over. Even as I was handcuffed and put in a holding cell to wait for the prison bus to come, all I could do was think of the next six years. I wished...