It began over the years, I have had a few close friends and my wife ask how I got involved in BDSM. Since I was a small boy, age 4 or so, I had fantasies of women bound, with their bare asses revealed to me. I think it might have been from some classic art book I had been exposed to that I don't remember, but that vision has remained clear to this day. The w...
Sunday Tim was close enough to inhale the wonderful fragrance- slightly sweet, slightly musky, and totally intoxicating. Moisture glistening on the expanding petals, giving the wonderful impression of freshness and vitality-all this he took in as the gentle, insistent pressure on his back and shoulders brought him closer and closer. "Yes," thought Tim, "I'm...
1 Sydd had promised herself not to get involved—not that she was scared—though, if she had any sense she should be...it was just that, what was past—well—should be... 'past'.... Perri had reappeared—like a vision—not a 'sprite.' There was nothing spritely here in this apparition. No odes to youth and springtime. There was something of a cold edge here—a si...
This one is for you "J." I would never have finished it without your encouragement. Enjoy. * Tommy missed Amy; her sweet pussy, sexy ass, tasty thighs: all of her. He lay in bed at night trying to go to sleep; thoughts of Mrs. Harris, Agnes, and Amy running through his mind. He held his soft cock in his hand and sighed and then his flaccid member began to...
1 Bigots The firm was not without its bigots. Though Sydd had gotten there by talent alone—her first case was sexual and gender discrimination...she brought in the client—a wmn, just like herself: educated, professional, sophisticated; discriminated against, and highly put out—she won big—really big—and the 'big daddies' couldn't just let her walk....so an...
Valerie dashed out of the foyer as soon as the words "hot tub" had passed through Tony's lips. She was out the sliding glass door and onto the rear patio before he'd even realized she was gone. It was cool out on the patio, but the night had actually warmed up since the drive. Like the rest of the house, the rear terrace was built in imitation-mediterranea...
If this is your first time seeing this story, start at Ch. 01. It is written as a novel, and you will be so confused otherwise. Returning reader, welcome back! I want to say thank you for the nice comments and feedback I have already received, but an extra big thank you to my readers who are Vietnam veterans. Some of you have shared your stories with me, an...
Chapter 4 – Dressing for Success "Good Morning, sweetie." Jane's cheery voice woke me from a dreamless sleep. It took me a second or two to get my bearings. I normally feel pretty lousy when I wake up. And that's when I'm not in bondage. Today, I really felt like crap. My arms were still tied to the bed, and although Jane had tied the ropes loosely enough...
Hey all! Back again with another exciting chapter of HFHM. New to the series? This tale is essentially written as chapters, and you are currently in Book Three. While everybody appreciates a good stroke piece, you really would be better off starting at Chapter One. Otherwise, you will have no idea who is banging who. Returning reader? Welcome back! This ch...
It was funny, Ethan thought, how even a little time can change so much. It had only been around a month since he had been sat right here, his mind wandering from the subject at hand, whatever that had been, calculus maybe, to stare out of the window and watch the rain. As it happened, it was raining again now and his teacher, a certain Sister Katherine, wa...