Sensual teasing is an art more than anything else. Some people are turned on by teasing and others, not so much. As is often the case, it is a matter of taste. My husband enjoys teasing, but he's not so much into humiliation. There is a vast difference between teasing and humiliation, especially in intent. My husband, for example, teases me about having "s...
I'm not sure exactly how The Boxx works. That's part of its allure and magic, I think. Four new branch stores have opened in the city in the last two months alone. I read somewhere that the newest ones are extremely fancy, with bars, spa areas and lounges full of beautiful people, and that the boxxes themselves have special functions and options that cater...
Office Space Sub Space Being a girl in the lifestyle, I'm accustomed to getting a strange email now and then. But the one I received last month took the prize. It was from a Mistress named Clarice. It seems a coworker named Billy is a mutual friend. She said that Billy was in training to be her submissive and was very obedient when under her control. But wh...
Alan drove slowly around the old industrial building, desperate to know what was inside. His palms were moist and he was aware of how hard his heart was beating. He parked and walked slowly around the corner, towards the red door, dragging his hand against the coarse brick. He rang the bell, looked up into the security camera and introduced himself. He was b...
James slept well inside the box, but woke early and spent the next hour peering through the small, four inch square opening in the front of his locked cell. He could see out to the lounge and the kitchen beyond, all lit by the early morning sun and all totally out of reach. He couldn't do anything until Belinda got up, but that was just the way it was when s...
Author note: this chapter is an edited version of part of my Literotica story 'La Contessa's Game'. Chapter 5: The Party The next day the palazzo is propelled into a hive of activity. Harassed servants are rushing around in a frenzy whilst the kitchen staff are busy preparing dishes for dinner. Julia, stressed with issuing mistress's commands to the rest o...
Much to my horror, it wasn't a stranger who approached me. Instead I found myself watching a very familiar face stalk across the club towards me. Eli Delaney was the best friend of my best friend's boyfriend. The terminal fill-in for my chronic case of third-wheel syndrome. A man I had the misfortune of seeing at least twice a week. To see him now, here, i...
Meet Giselle Bao Phuong, a fifty-something Asian Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. She attends the Ottawa Church of The Savior, and they meet every Sunday at ten o'clock inside a community center located within walking distance of the University of Ottawa. The place has become Giselle's refuge, for many reasons. Giselle feels lonely sinc...
Well, here I am again. I told you before how my darling husband brought three men to have sex with me, and it all worked out rather well. Then I had my first black man, Kevin, and my husband enjoyed a burlesque artist, Sally, and we had several very sexy years. Then things moved on and it was just us again. We were very happy to have had the experience and s...
You sit at the far end of the long tale from him, listening to the staff meeting you have sat through multiple times now. You are trying not to look at him, because you know, despite everything, it makes your cheeks color, and makes you ache inside. You can't help but sneak a few glances, hoping to see you looking at you. He just gazes at the endless set of...