Welcome to the Facility, where together we will explore adult discipline, power exchange and the sting of impact play with equal parts severity and sensuality in a safe, sane and consensual environment. The Facility has a little something for everyone’s unique tastes. Different strokes for different folks (quite literally).
Don’t know where to start?
This seven-part mini series begins with “The Facility Awakens”, and ends with “The First Client”. It’s actually based on real events and my own, real-life, therapeutic visit to a professional disciplinarian that changed my life forever. Please enjoy.
- The Facility Awakens
- A Rising Storm
- Drive to Destiny
- Warm Reception
- Terror and Arousal
- Heather’s Spanking
- The First Client
Wondering who you will meet here at the Facility, or want to binge on all the stories of your favourite? Meet the diverse clients of the Facility here
All the stories can be found in the Facility Archives, and you can explore by mini series, neatly organised for you here
recent posts
- Eleanor’s Bare Bottom Spanking
- Eleanor’s Embarrassing Enema
- The Secret Closet
- The Harrington Estate
- Flowers in the Basement
There is some amazing artwork within these stories, but if you just want to see images series by series click here
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Audrey gently guided the still-crying Eleanor out of the bathroom, keeping the large towel wrapped around her only until they reached the center of the master bedroom. Then the towel was pulled away, leaving the twenty-three-year-old completely bare once more. Victoria stood waiting beside the large bed. Laid out across the covers was the familiar…
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A few weeks had passed since Eleanor’s memorable whipping in the master bedroom. The welts had long since faded, but the memory of that night — and the humiliating corner time that followed — still lingered in her mind. This morning, however, a different kind of dread filled her as she woke in her own…
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Eleanor’s heart hammered in her chest as she stepped into the master bedroom. The room was even more imposing in the evening light—rich dark wood, the massive four-poster bed with its heavy linens, and the soft glow of lamps casting long shadows. She paused only long enough to slide open the hidden panel beside the…
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The grand living room of the Harrington mansion was hushed in the golden hush of early evening. Tall windows framed the fading light outside, while inside, the soft glow of lamps and the crackling fire in the massive stone fireplace cast long, dramatic shadows across rich wood paneling and antique furnishings. The air carried the…
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The basement was already closing in on us, that musty chill seeping into my bones, when I heard it—the slow, deliberate click of heels approaching from the shadows. Not just any heels; those sharp black pumps Mistress Andrea favors, the sound alone enough to make my body react. I saw her lower half first, emerging…
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I can’t believe I’m doing this. Hello, everyone. I’m Carol, sitting at my kitchen table with my laptop glowing in the dim light. The kids are finally in bed, and my husband is out at some weekend golf thing. Mistress Andrea is “forcing” me to write all this down—for everyone to read. Every raunchy, humiliating…
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Hello, everyone. Mistress Andrea here. If there is one thing I have learned in my years orchestrating the most exquisite descents into submission, it is this: true immersion is not born from brute force alone, but from the delicate, deliberate architecture of fantasy. Every session I craft is a living masterpiece, and its foundation rests…
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I leaned back against the smooth, curved edge of the oversized clawfoot tub, the warm, fragrant water lapping gently around my body. The steam rose in lazy spirals, carrying the sweet scent of vanilla and jasmine bath oil. Jessika’s smooth, tiny frame pressed flush against mine from behind, her strong legs tangled intimately with my…
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There are many ways to spank a woman, to ensure the experience is not just physically impactful, but often times, more importantly, mentally impactful. Some require nothing more than a bare bottom and a firm hand. Others demand layers — literal and psychological — to reach the deepest part of her surrender. With Lindsay Morrison,…
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There are two very distinct sides to the Facility and to many D/s relationships in general, whether the practitioners are cognizant of it or not. You might call them Administration and Operations. Mandatory and Electives. Parks and Recreation. Ying and Yang. The names don’t matter. What matters is that the two sides complement one another…
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