I walked into an airy Chelsea café one recent spring afternoon feeling skeptical about whether Amanda would be the dominant woman I was looking for. I had hoped for a long time to meet special lady who could take me to the depths of submission that I craved. I had met three other women from the same web site where I first connected with Amanda but in one cas...
Approaching the island of the dead, Demetrius really wished he could wear clothes again as he shivered in the cold wind which matched the chill running down his spine from the sight before him. The Island was completely devoid of life, thick with dead trees and bone white cliffs surrounding the shore. He had to circle the island three times before he could f...
"Shit, shit, shit!" I look down at the ceramic shards lying on the floor. Little bastard just had to slip right out of my fingers. That was his favorite mug. As soon as he finds out I'm really gonna be in for it. I throw the dishcloth down in frustration. I lean on the kitchen sink and look out of the window at the carefully manicured garden, the view ruined...
Sahel stirred slightly, feeling a tugging at her mind, she was pulled closer and closer to true consciousness. Opening her eyes she stared directly into the gaze of the Setthi who had joined Tovan and herself, feeling flustered at the awkward sensation of being intimately acquainted with someone who's name she didn't know Sahel attempted to speak. With just...
The Lover She watched him as he looked through the racks of panties. She'd approached him when he first came in, as she'd been trained to do, and asked him if he needed any help. He seemed to know what he wanted and she'd directed him over to the size he'd requested. He was well over six feet tall and well built, with broad shoulders. He wore a smart pair o...
© 2002 Patrick Flanagan Permission to copy or reprint for distribution without charge is granted. All other rights reserved to the Author. # # # In September of 1990 I was managing a small restaurant in a small town and the majority of my crew was no more than twenty years old. I was a married man at the time and while my wife had been an incredible love...
Following from "Serving two couples" Sheng had a plan. All of them would have to go back to China, including Alessio. The way they were treating Alessio had given Sheng a commercial idea. His clubs in China, he wanted to convert them into fetish clubs. He was sure a lot of the new riches in Shanghai would pay to have a slave, not to mention a European slave...
Before Breakfast: When he woke he as disoriented - he didn't know the time, couldn't see the light or see anything, blinking he felt the blindfold. He tried to stretch, but his arms were still bound behind him. He tried to move , to sit, but his leash didn't have enough slack. As he moved, she pushed him down and kissed him, "Good morning, my little slut. I...
Little Cayman, 1705 Blackbeard stood at the helm as he guided his ship toward the port of Little Cayman. He looked forward to another pillaging of the small island. It was a way out from many of the other Caribbean islands, but each time it proved to be worthwhile. He was about to give the order to begin the bombardment of the port town when his first mate...
It was never my idea to start seeing a therapist rather it was my older sister, Sarah who made the suggestion to me. She even went as far as recommending someone she had heard was very good with "my type". Feeling somewhat despondent after my recent break up with my long time girlfriend I guess she took notice of my subtle but noticeable withdrawal from my u...