I was humming along with the song playing on my car radio as I drove north, the beating of the wiper blades providing background rhythm. I laughed out loud as the perfect line to accompany that thought came up in Janis Joplin's "Me and Booby McGee". It made me feel a little more confident. I was driving to visit someone and a curious mixture of anticipation...
It was raining outside - a typical Amsterdam spring day with heavy grey cloud casting a chill gloom upon the city. A Little natural light was managing to find its way through the dirty, rain spattered windows as they rattled in their frames, carrying with it the luminous presence from the spring leaves on the trees outside that lined the canal. Inside, the r...
Time was something that gradually ceased to matter. I was aware of day and night but stopped counting the days since I had been shaved and turned into a sex slave. The very sexy and beautiful woman who was called 22 spent most mornings with me and I looked forward to her ministrations when I awoke. Each day she would sit me in a chair and carefully lather a...
After she got the email, she did as she was told- that is the point of deciding to submit to control. She downloaded and printed the PDF file, but did not read it then, just folded the several pages of it into an envelope. She took the next afternoon off from work, making a vague excuse, and drove out to the next county, where her friend owned a small rural...
I had watched my friend, Emmanuelle, disappear off with Anne. Pressed for time as I was, with only a few hours until the concert began, I asked my new lover, Emily, what she thought of Emm. 'What do you imagine I think, Pixie. She is drop-dead gorgeous, no wonder Anne has taken the afternoon off...' 'No,' I interjected, 'you must have missed what they were...
We half-fell into the apartment, clutching two bags of shopping. Fresh local bread, cheeses, fresh salads from the street market, yoghurt, fruit, baklava, cold white wine, and bottled beer. Oh, and she'd persuaded me to get her a pair of shoes in the market. They were only 10 Euros and had ridiculously high heels. They would probably break on their first out...
If you have read our previous stories you will know that we are swingers, using a sauna type swingers club as well as more recently swinging at home, determined to push the boundaries of our sexuality. I love being the submissive slut wife and Gary knows my tastes so well, with him in control I had no guilty conscience and over several years on the scene we...
When the doorbell rang I thought it was Kev back early from work. We'd only just moved on to the Reader Estate and I figured that maybe he'd forgotten his keys. I was unpacking boxes but I'd dressed up a bit for him. You know, short skirt, tight top, high heels, a bit of lipstick in all the right places - he hadn't been showing much interest recently. So...
Jem stared wistfully out of the café window. God, life was boring. She had weighed all her options and was just about to sink her second latte when the door swung open. A frigid wind blasted hell out of the customers and then Krystal St John was beside her, spreading her special brand of heat over everything and everyone. Jem couldn't help but smile. Witho...
To say that I was busy would have been an understatement. The new large contract I had signed would generate a significant income in the long run, but in the short term it generated a lot of work. All the necessary investments along with the regular work were taxing my managing abilities; I needed an assistant. The employee responsible for human resources fo...