Second Act: Preparation The evening after their coffee meetup, Brett was careful to text Katie so that she felt as though he was excited and interested. He knew that she would need to feel affirmed and special after talking about such sensitive things for the first time with a complete stranger. He texted the only thing he could think of that would make se...
A heavy hand landed on my ass. Three times in a row, quickly. In my peripheral vision I could see his arm going up again and I braced myself for the fourth hit. But it didn't come. Instead he lowered his arm and helped me back to sit next to him. Tears filled my eyes but I'd be damned if I let them drop. "Well?" "Well what?" "Don't you have anything to sa...
The Saddle Tramp watched her sleeping as his gaze followed her body. Her tight pink nipples were pressing through her sheer nightgown. His eyes scanned her body, admiring the way the light fabric rested on her full breasts and had settled onto her thighs and her pubic mound, hinting at the V shape of her sex. He longed to touch her but hesitated. The compl...
Chapter 1 - Establishing the Terms Phillip is a divorced, handsome, professor of economics at a university in the Northeast. In his late 40s, with salt-and-pepper hair and matching goatee, he has a distinguished look befitting a man of his age and profession. At 6 feet, with broad shoulders and strong arms, he has a large physical presence, a touch of rugge...
Chapter 1 - Establishing the Terms Phillip is a divorced, handsome, professor of economics at a university in the Northeast. In his late 40s, with salt-and-pepper hair and matching goatee, he has a distinguished look befitting a man of his age and profession. At 6 feet, with broad shoulders and strong arms, he has a large physical presence, a touch of rugge...
He arrived at my apartment early as usual, the door unlocked for him, and I was more than ready to welcome him into my arms. I was about to put my arms around him, when he came over to where I was sitting on the couch and sternly asked me what I was doing sitting on the couch. I was at a loss to explain, since I did not think I had received any instructions...
The question I am most commonly asked about BDSM, both here and in real life, is how one differentiates between Domination using extreme sensation and abusive, hurtful relationships. One of the few things I've consistently found agreement on within the BDSM community, here and elsewhere, is the primary need to adhere to the SSC motto. So, let's take a look...
This story's characters, Jack and Tammy, were based on the characters from Tammy's Middle Aged Adventure. I would like to thank jackfntammyf for giving me permission to use the characters and for providing feedback about the story. This is a spinoff series from the Diary of a Traveling Dom. Enjoy! ******************* Jack and Tammy are your typical middle...
You are John, a handsome, 18 year old who still lives at home. With your brown hair, blue eyes, chiseled jaw, and masculine body, you are a catch to all the girls at high-school. This made you focus on the more sex-based things in life, not so much school work, and turned you into a very lazy student. Luckily, you barely passed, but now that is time to choos...
As Amy writhed against the leather bands holding her limbs in place on the St. Andrew's Cross, she began to regret her impulsively rebellious decisions. The oiled wood was smooth where her naked skin rested against it. The room was small, bright, and clinical. With white walls and bamboo flooring, the room seemed like a doctor's office - excepting the cros...