Monday, November 25th This morning I woke up to discover she had actually allowed me to sleep in the bed the entire night. However that was where the pleasantries ended. Waiting for me on the nightstand was a note. Slave, I hope you slept well. It will be the last night you spend in my bed for the rest of the month. Since there is not much food in the hou...
We've talked about it. You want to learn to handle things a little rougher. A little dirtier. I'm happy to oblige. I'm happy you asked. I've been waiting for this. Pushing limits is fun, but you have to be ready for it. Two final turns using a length of rebar steel for extra tension on the wrench, and the last gap disappears between the screw and the st...
At some unseen signal between the men, Sandy was led back to the dining table. Already she was prepared for what was to come and willing to grant these wonderful men whatever they wanted. She bent over and lay her body across the hard surface, legs parted. Her ankles were shackled once again as she waited their next order. She felt vulnerable and she felt re...
The car arrives promptly at 09.30 hours, as stated on the card she had opened when she rose that morning. Sara has her small handbag with her, a light coat, and nothing else. Dressed smartly in a blouse and knee length skirt she closes and locks the front door, making her way down the path on sensible 2 inch heels, sheer stockings swishing together as she ap...
David held Stephanie closely against him, reassuring her with his strong arms around her, one hand gently stroking her hair as he allowed her to cry herself out. He knew only too well that she needed this release from the intensity of sensations and feelings she had just experienced! When the jagged sobbing finally died away, he put a gentle finger under her...
DISCLAIMER: This novel will be MESSY. STILL This is purely an experiment to get writing. I do not know where this story will evolve. It is something of a break from the massive series which I am also working on... but more of a forgivable weekly sprint to see where a story will take me. My goal is to publish every week. It's my challenge. This is not rea...
By the time the House closes, she is in a sour mood. William remains at her table the entire night, forcing Eve to wander around the room to avoid him. Not feeling comfortable amongst any of the other dom groups, she chooses to exit early and process through the post-spa. Another helper, Jane, washes her thoroughly and though she is hot with her young, perky...
Hello Faithful Readers, I know it has been a long time since I've written, but there have been mitigating circumstances in my life that have kept me from writing. I have a friend that requested this story and when he read it he insisted I publish it... hope you like it as much as he and his favorite submissive did. If you like it please send me feedback an...
Author's Note: Fiction. Gregg is accepted in a way he never thought possible. This time, in spite of my sore ass, I slept well. The next morning Miss Becky took me to work herself. She slipped me a phone number just before I got out of the car. "Call me on that number if you have to stay late at work. It's my cell," she said. "If you do not call me I will e...
Doctor Charlotte Preston sat in her grey wing back chair and lightly tapped her pen across her folio papers. She was listening to her patient Gabriel relate a new story, one about his positive progress. Veterans Day had just passed and every previous year Gabriel had been asked to make an appearance at the local remembrance ceremony but he had always decline...