In addition to the things listed in my IC Profile, I have the desire and need to explore a few fantasies in a lasting and monogamous D/s relationship.

• Collage Student
Called to the Head’s office I am told in no uncertain terms that unless my grades improve dramatically I will be expelled. Ignoring my please, the Head further explains that if I were to indulge him, he would ensure that my records reflect enough credits for me to get by. I am instructed to bend over his desk and raise my skirt over my back to my waist. With a swift motion, my knickers are pulled to my knees and I feel a stinging slap on my arse. As I try to rise from the desk, I am reminded of my predicament and the hand again comes down on my arse and then caresses my soft skin as if glows after the Head’s attention. To feel the shame as his fingers trace a line through the wetness of my growing arousal, then plunge into my cunt as I look over my shoulder into his eyes.

• The Secretary
To be called to my boss’s office and held solely responsible for the downturn in business. Him explaining to me that the only way to keep my job is to drop to my knees and pleasure him with my mouth. To have his fingers thread through my hair as he moves his cock in and out of my hot mouth as he whispers of the unspeakable things he will have his business friends do to me in order to win back their custom.

• Abductee
After being bundled into the car, a hand over my mouth, my hands held tightly so I can’t struggle as I’m driven to a remote location. Dragged to a building and restrained in a dimly lit room when I can just about make out the shadowy figures of four men. Forced to drink a glass of something that will make me feel a little more compliant. As hands roam my body, and mouths hungrily apply themselves to my nipples and tits, fingers begin to probe………

• Dinner Guests
With desert about to be served, you take the conversation to the subject of sexual submission, and our hosts don’t seem to be in the least bit surprised. In fact, our male host takes his wife’s hand, helps her to stand up, and asks her to show us the mark on her left shoulder-blade. A tattoo that simply says ‘Slave’. The conversation continues with you taking the lead, and it becomes apparent that I am about to become the plaything for the evening.