These are my recollections of my slave history. Four Goddesses have dominated me. I'm writing this to let my current Mistress understand my story. Mistress D read "Variations" magazine and spanked me with a wooden spoon. She tied me naked to a chair and blindfolded me. She made me sit there in silence. I was wearing her panties while talking on the phone w...
The train platform is like a stockyard, masses of bodies everywhere. The voice from the speakers echo through the station, the words being spoken are almost impossible to understand. However a train arrives and masses of people get off, while another mass of people board the train they were just told about. Unnoticed by anyone, two of the bodies stay where t...
"Professor Webster, how did Socrates come up with a female character as strong as Antigone?" Except, she pronounced Anti-gone. I smiled benignly at my inquisitor. She was a Barbie doll, right down to the IQ. She was tall, lithe, blond, with blue eyes and breasts that were all-encompassing. It was hard to look her in the eyes. "Well, Christy, Antigone was wr...
"So, you will do it?" I asked Linda over the phone. "Sure, why not, lover?" she replied. "It will be a gas!" "Okay...I will be there at seven, sharp." I put down the receiver and thought of the wild evening to come. I dressed in my shortest shorts, white t-shirt, and heels. Then I drove to Eric's house, and he greeted me at the door. I kissed him a brief...
Sunday The hot morning sun hit me in the face as I stepped outside the cool hallway of our apartment building in central Hamburg. It was a warm Sunday morning in August and past 25 degrees Celcius already. We were late, much too late, as we had hurried down the stairs to the street where my yellow BMW Cabriolet was parked at the curb. It was 6:49 to be exa...
I had taken a small, private room at a hostel for the night from a disarmingly sexy young Asian babe at the front desk. During the night I was awakened by the sound of someone unlocking my door. I carefully picked up the ashtray beside my bed so I would be ready and able to fucking murder the intruder with it if needs be. But I could see right away from her...
"That'll kill you," she grinned, eyeing the cancerous substance between his large, pale pink lips. Their eyes met and she swiveled her bar stool and crashed her knees playfully into his thigh. "Those things will kill you for sure," she blushed. He nodded and placed the cigarette into the ashtray in front of him. In the city, he might not be able to partake...
DISCLAIMER: 1)This text does not, in any way, claim that a cigar, or generally smoking, is not harmful for both the smoker's health and that of those around him. Also, it does not claim that a cigar is less harmful than a normal cigarette. 2)This text was written for people who are adults and who are smoking or have decided, in their own free will, to sta...
10/24/05 As I write this, my left leg is cuffed to the chair. I haven't been to the bathroom in thirteen hours, and Miss Stephanie has insisted that I am not working hard enough on journaling her attentions! The misery is palpable, I must confess. She spent most of last night teasing my poor cock to near distraction..."Now that you keep web journals, dea...
I sit, lazily, in an overstuffed armchair. The chair faces the fireplace. My back faces the doorway. I am expectant. I bring the cigar to my lips and puff on it gently. I let the slender stream of smoke escape from my lips with a small hiss of air. I shiver, even as the fire crackles before me casting a warm glow across my naked body. As you enter the room y...