This follows 'Coming Home for the Very First Time' and 'The Submissive is tested again'. Please read them first. Dedicated to PMS and M and all women who refuse to be confined by stereotypes. ***** 7.00am Thursday His phone pinged. He woke, grabbed it and looked at the screen. It was a message from Mistress: "The weekend is on. Prepare yourself. Details...
March. Winter was fading and it was beginning to feel as if spring might really arrive. I was leaning out of the classroom window one afternoon, breathing warm air for the first time in months, and admiring the pale blue sky when there was a tap on the door and Frau Fischer came in. 'Luke, we need to talk'. Her voice was worried and I wondered what had hap...
(This is a tongue-in-cheek Erotic Horror story. It contains representations of seduction, lesbian sex and light bondage. As always, your literary comments and your votes are appreciated. A Happy Halloween to All!) * There are times in life when you take stock of yourself and ask: 'Where did it all go wrong?' The particular circumstance that I found myself...
She wanted to try it, but always had that voice in the back of her head, "Will the real thing be as good as the fantasy?" You see, my wife is a little on the submissive side, which by itself is not a problem. The thing that makes it interesting is I also am a submissive. We normally take our turns as a top, but neither of us is completely satisfied in that p...
I traveled to New York after many years of avoiding the city. Too many bad memories kept me from it, and I truly had little reason to visit. As the Airbus rumbled through the skies approaching La Guardia I checked my seat belt and thought of the last time I had been in the city and how it teemed with life and energy and all the possibilities that you can onl...
The lighting in the room was perfect, not dark enough so I couldn't see, but warm, cosy and sexy. Heather had lit candles around the room, lighting the bed with a warm orange glow. The deep orange light danced with the shadows on the wall, the feint crackling of the candles burning. I walked over to the balcony door searching for my treasure when I heard a v...
Chapter 65 Reese stepped out into the cool night air. She had finally gotten the girls to sleep. They were rowdy and pumped up on sugar. Sodas and cake, homemade cookies they baked together and then the candy that Kari had. All in all, it seemed that the girls were never going to go to sleep! But they did, right there in the middle of the living room floor...
Matt sat on the sofa, waiting impatiently for Liz to return. She'd been gone for about four hours now, much longer than they'd planned. She hadn't returned any of his texts, or calls and he was starting to get worried. Just as he was beginning to think that this wasn't such a good idea, after all, he heard the front door opening and the sound of Liz's voice,...
Before leaving for the office, Michael pressed a crumpled piece of paper into Jadyn’s hand as he kissed her good-bye. Feigning surprise, she asked, “What have we here?” He smiled, sexy as ever, and left without a word. Jadyn knew already. Of course she did. She and Michael had become experts at playing “The Game.” The game usually consisted of a vague list...
Trisha looked at me over the breakfast table, took a sip of her coffee, and reminded me that "your birthday is in four weeks. I need a list of what you would like in the next few days. And I want you to put a list together of bondage and torture tools that you want me to use on you. Choose a good number, I will then buy the ones I want to use on you, and we...