This is my first attempt at writing about a lesbian relationship. Please forgive the presumption and please send me criticisms, suggestions and comments. The Sacred Band, chapter thirteen Ivy and Ginny (and Donald and Bruno) told by Ginny. She just started singing All the things you are to Bruno's sympathetic guitar backing, and we all stared open-mout...
"Oh Marcus, can you believe it? Mistress Merrick is to hold a Ball." My Lady squealed like a young girl, holding the now crumpled invitation to her breast. "It is marvellous, my Lady." "It says she is to exhibit a recently silver collared slave to serve as entertainment." She squealed again, spinning on her heels and sending her pink skirts spiralling. "O...
Sheik Omar had been taking good care of the golden haired girl he had found in the desert alongside the crashed airplane. He kept feeding her small sips of water and was surprisingly delighted to notice that during the night she had been peeing all over his best robe he had dressed her in. Because at least that meant her kidneys worked again. So he had remov...
The bright red hand-written words on the outside of the plain white envelope simply read "Thank you for your friendship." Andi had found the envelope on her desk at work. As she held the envelope in her hand, she glanced around to see if any of her co-workers were watching, hoping to get a clue as to who might have sent it. She worked with a group of men an...
This was during my deputation days in Bangalore. When I reached Bangalore for my six months deputation I did not think in my wildest of dreams that I had I so much in store for myself during my six months stay over. As soon as I reached Bangalore I went to friend's place that was a forced Bachelor at that point of time as his wife had gone to her hometown fo...
"Archie...Linda." She said on the phone. "Where are you?" "Penn Station." I replied. Linda laughed. "Oh, up to your old tricks eh? Any luck?" "Not since you baby; it's a desert out here! I'm sure glad I have you to come home to and quench this insatiable thirst." I said. "You'd better get over here tonight then, I have my own insatiable thirst for that r...
Well known for His bondage-related photography, my Master is definitely creative – not just in BDSM, but in life in general. His photographs of people and Nature have won awards, and He has had several solo exhibitions at local libraries and museums. Having played since before He had started kindergarten, He is also a great piano player, usually practicing a...
"Silence!" Mme Arnaud's tungsten-steel voice ripped thought the steamy air of the dining room just after 10pm on one of the hottest Sundays of the summer so far. Even this late in the day the temperature was in the high 20s - but that voice was more than enough to chill me to the bone. I could tell from the way she was looking at me, that mad smirk, that s...
Pam came in from her grocery shopping and glanced over at her slave busily dusting the furniture. "I have a treat for you tonight, Miss Tits-a-lot." Fiona, naked except for a frilly maid's apron and a pair of high heels, looked expectantly at her Mistress. Nodding, Pam said, "That's right, we're going to Miraleste tonight." Fiona shivered in anticipation....
This is the fourteenth episode in a series entitled "Jackie and Artie". If you have not read the previous thirteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Jackie and Artie" is a romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do le...