It had been maybe four or five days since he had made it with a woman. He had been buried, figuratively in paperwork and general pencil pushery. Slade, his gray-haired, wide-bellied boss counted on him to make him look good, and he had clutched it out over a grueling two-day period. He was very professional, but now that business was taken care of, it was ti...
He woke with his handcuffed hands stretched over his head and attached by a small padlock to the o-ring of the leather cuff that Mistress wore around her left ankle. The cock cage he wore was pressing uncomfortably against his member. The need to pee was making his budding erections, and the painful consequences, more frequent than usual. The past three nig...
It was a enchanting night. The moon was full. The street light reveled an other worldly stream of fog through what I could see of the dark forest. Unfortunately I was having a hard time appreciating all this beauty. I was stranded. I had missed the bus and had no way of getting back to my hotel. I had no one in this place I could call to be picked up. No ca...
The northern waters are cool and windy. A refreshing ocean wind blows the waves, under the cloudy and grey evening sky. A large and sturdy trading boat, looking like an odd mix of Arab with a touch of Roman, and African imagery on it, comes to rest in a port. Simple yet sturdy wooden planks form it, as light skinned men smile and approach, meeting men in t...
Sandra was tossing and turning in bed, trying hard to fall asleep and suppress her thoughts of sexual desires, but she just couldn't stop thinking about it. She could feel her panties becoming moist as she fantasized about the things she wanted to do to an unsuspecting male. Sandra has always been a dominant person, and always had to be in-control of any sit...
The wind was howling and the heavy drops of rain fell steadily. Although it was only ten am, the weather made it look more like dusk, ominous grey clouds blocking out the morning light. I looked out at my yard and wondered if everything would hold up—two of my maples and one of my elms were swaying fairly heavily. As pretty as large trees are, they can be he...
We are both lying in bed, side by side, with our respective books. The soft glow of our nightstand light illuminates the pages while keeping the room bathed in a gentle, relaxing glow. Eventually you close your book and look over at me. After a moment, you lean in for a kiss. Sometimes a kiss is a statement. Bold, sure of itself, proclaiming a need. And so...
A few miles north of Orlando, Arnold Palmer and Nancy Lopez have made a pot of money developing a golfing community, which now numbers almost a hundred thousand people. Hard to believe, but there are a dozen 18-hole golf courses and over thirty par-3 "executive" courses. It's called "The Villages" and it is a retirement community. Buy a house or condo and y...
He never knew what it meant to quiver until he met Veronica. She came into his life that first night in the most beautiful outfit he'd ever seen. Looking at her top to bottom she went from wholesome to wicked. Her black tank top seemed almost normal, but the silkiness made it breathtaking. Her skirt was red patent leather, and so short he would have given an...
When I began my Domme journey years ago, I wrote a how-to story about dominating a man. Since then, I've discovered I specifically prefer sensual domination while inflicting little to no pain. That isn't always what people think of with D/s, so I wanted to write another how-to about this type of dominance. I've explored my dominant side through reading, writ...