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Michael Alexander Stories is looking to add to the already huge collection of work in our archives. If you are a BDSM blogger, writer, photographer, artist or content creator, and wish us to feature your work here on Michael Alexander Stories, we'd love to hear from you. With more than four thousand hits per month, Michael Alexander Stories is a fantastic way to broaden your audience. If you are

Christmas Shocks

It was a rainy Saturday morning and I shifted uncomfortably as I drove my white Jeep Wrangler through the upscale residential neighborhood. Gorgeous oaks and pines stood in clusters, flower beds lined with white limestone, and expansive lawns were parceled out in neat rows. Each lot was at least an acre and I bit my lip as I calculated how many years of my current salary it would take me to make

Ashley's Casting - A Michael Alexander Tale

The secretary eyed the young woman who was sitting quietly in one of the waiting room chairs. There was something not quite right about the girl and the secretary couldn’t quite put her finger on it. It wasn’t her outfit. The secretary was quite used to seeing a variety of costumes from the various candidates and the ridiculously short black miniskirt wasn’t exactly odd. Neither was the scarlet

09/01/21 - Not the Clothespins!

 “Careful,” warned Nick. “That almost earned you another one.” The smirk on his face was driving me nuts, almost as much as the stinging sensation still crawling across my ass. I almost stomped my foot, but the footwear I had on wasn’t exactly the kind of shoe you wanted to put through that kind of challenge. I’d twist an ankle and fall on my scantily, fresh caned ass. I took a deep breath,

Deserving Why

 I am not generally predisposed to panic, but I had to admit... the wait was killing me. I was sitting at my desk, the glass wall of the atrium separating Kari's office suite from the building's main lobby, and all things considered, I was pretty damn sure that my fight or flight reflex was close to being triggered. My eyes flitted nervously between the screen of my laptop computer and the broad

The Oubliette - A Michael Alexander Story

The well was dark, except for a small pool of light that seemed to filter down in streams from above, oozing through the myrk. Droplets of water, dripping into pools of water, echoed loudly in the circular chamber, the odd patterns maddening loud. There was a smell too, of rotten molds and shriveled fungus that had grown and died, itself starving in the hot, damp, putrescent environment. And

033121 Pussy Hurts

“Does your pussy hurt?” Julie asked.I blinked in surprise and pulled the phone away from my ear to look at it in disbelief. Not a “hello,” or a “good morning.” I brought the phone back up to my mouth, eyes narrowing. “No,” I spluttered in outrage. “What the hell kind of question is that?” I demanded as my foot pressed down a little harder on the accelerator.“An important one,” Julie replied

12/05/2020 - Schuuluup

         Around me, the leather straps creaked as my body tried to tear itself free of the restraint chair. "Julie!" I cried out. "Please! I can't take it!"  This wasn't said lightly, nor is it something I say often, and the Cheshire cat grin that danced across my mistress' face looked almost feral. It would have been easy to picture her with horns, a long tail, crimson bat wings, and glowing,

051120 Freshen Up

 “Breanne!” I heard her call from the back of the office. “Breanne? Can you please come here?”I shifted in my chair, feeling the wetness as the sensation of slick leather gliding across my bottom caused a noticeable distraction from the commanding summons. Twisting, I glanced down the hallway behind me, but I could see that Kari wasn’t at her desk. She’d been unusually needy the last few days and

Tales of a Nympho Humiliation Pain Slut Volume #1 - Reworked

Just ten years since Breanne first began writing her "Tales," the book that started it all has been bound, spanked silly, and whipped into shape. Breanne herself as gone through the various tales, adding detail, cleaning up confusions, emphasizing the important things, and bringing some of her current writing capability to posts that were not originally intended to be the amazing tales that