This story is a sequel to The Dutch Master. The narrator, having signed a one month slave contract to Gerd, his Master, finds himself sold to the beautiful red headed lifestyle dominatrix Arianne de Vries. This cruel and sadistic woman now intends to transport him back to The Netherlands on her yacht and make him her houseboy. "Look boy, let's not make out...
We met on the Bulletin Boards. I sent Lucy a 'Private Message' and she replied. She was very careful in her responses and gave very little away. She was amusing straight away with subtle one liners which I enjoyed. She wouldn't give away any specifics about where she lived or what she did and it took time to get to know that she travelled around Europe quite...
My wife Daisy and I are portrait painters. Usually, when I tell people that, I get a puzzled expression. Fact is, rich people still get their mugs immortalized in oil on canvas. The Cordells, in Texas, were a good example. Four generations of Cordells had their portraits painted and hung in the main house at the ranch. Daisy and I got the commission to pain...
This story contains details of wife sharing so please don't read it if that bothers you. * * * * * Twenty-five years ago my wife and I went for a long weekend in Holland. It was part business, part pleasure. On the Friday I had a meeting with Marc, whose company I'd done business with for several years and with whom I'd become very friendly. So much so th...
You read about and hear all the time about the husband who comes home unexpectedly, or shows up some place where he's not supposed to be, and sees his wife doing something he wasn't supposed to see. You always think it's going to happen to someone else, until that fateful moment when it happens to you. I wasn't supposed to come home from that particular bu...
The second chapter of The Dutch Mistress continues the story of my enslavement by the two friends Arianne de Vries, a Dutch businesswoman and her friend and lover, the beautiful young French brunette Sapphira Delatoise. The women aim to achieve a Total Power Exchange, by whatever means necessary... *** From the position in which I had been placed, balanced...
There have always rumors that the alpha lambda alpha had dark secrets but no one knew how dark the secret was. This was until a nerdy tutor would stumble onto the truth. John was in financial straits and was forced to tutor some girls at the local chapter of the sorority. As he walked into the house, he noticed a guy running out of the house. He then heard l...
(This is the continuation of a story about two work associates travelling to Amsterdam on business. The primary characters are real, but the story is total fantasy. It's best to start at the beginning. Enjoy, and send me your comments. Don't forget to vote.) Colleen and I had been dancing, where I had explained to her about the "cubes." I had just returned...
Doctor Robert Ruark peeled off his surgical gloves. The operation had been a difficult one, but after seven hours of grueling work he had succeeded in repairing the damaged heart valve. His brow was deeply furrowed as the tall, lean black man allowed thoughts of Alice to enter his mind for the first time since entering the operating room. 'What the hell is...
What happened in the previous chapters: Maartje is a Dutch woman in her thirties who after a nasty divorce tries to land back on her feet. She found herself a job as a teacher and is happy to volunteer on an Cathage exhibit in the local museum. When she races on her bicycle over the narrow cobblestone streets along the canals streets to be on time for the op...