Naked, except for a medical mask, head bowed, legs shoulder width apart, arms behind my back, I stand in front of Mistress's St Andrew's Cross. A shudder runs down my spine, triggered by a combination of excited anticipation and nervous trepidation. Because of the virus, it had been far too long since I'd last submitted to Mistress. My trust in her is compl...
CHAPTER 1 I have been thinking about and planning this first 'scene'of ours for almost six weeks, so today, when I finally hear your car in my driveway and see you walk gracefully up my steps to my front door I am experiencing a number of different emotions all at once. Elation, arousal and relief vie for dominance of my frontal lobes. Fortunately for me I...
As Missy was doing some soul searching after her relationship ended, she came across this gentleman that intrigued her. She not only noticed his nice physique but also something in his eyes, which she wanted to know more about him. She proceeded to email him and simply introduce herself. After a few emails and then talking on the phone the two agreed to me...
My public face is fun, wacky, creative, independent. My friends think I'm uninhibited, carefree, sexually liberated. But that's mostly a facade- underneath the bubbly Marilyn, is a dour nun. The voice in my head is a rigid, guilt-ridden, self-loathing person, and sometimes I need to bring it out, it's cathartic. I need to be treated the way I deserve, to ind...
Her sight taken from her by the black scarf allows her other senses to be heightened. Almost a whole new world is opened to her. her ears detecting even the softness of a single breath that He breaths. Her skin feels electrified and anticipating even the slightest touch. Even the fabric of her short skirt sends waves of tingling sensations through her body....
The next several days were tough for me. Each day begins with flogging, a routine of mean treatments, and then would end with flogging in the evening when she brings me dinner. I greet her every morning when she comes into my cell, and she wouldn't even answer or talk to me first until she has first set my ass on fire with the whip or cane, only after that...
I make my way down 28th Street in Midtown Manhattan, weaving though the lunchtime crowds that flow in streams and eddies along the sidewalks. The street is jammed with taxis, cars, and delivery trucks. I walk slower than I usually would, not wanting to be either late or early for my appointment. Just beyond 6th Avenue, I stop before an unmarked gray door, ch...
The home that my wife, Barbara, had sold to the millionairess Keisha was a sumptuous mansion, set well back from the road, with high fences and a security gate. It also had a large swimming pool and various more shallow "conversation" and paddling pools. Barbara drove her massive Bentley Arnage into the area in front of the house. I was seated beside her, n...
She really loved the way he writhed -- his tightly bound body displaying a sheen of perspiration as it was stretched and opened wide for her pleasure. It was only 2 hours ago when she had bound him tightly to the frame. This piece of equipment was her favorite because it was swivel mounted and could be tilted to any position. She enjoyed the access the appar...
It was all a part of the carefully constructed plan to 'reduce' us. That was their term – reduce - and it worked. Not only did the whole community know we were sentenced, but when they saw the postal people deliver that blue envelope, and me signing for it, they knew I had been given the day and time for my next punishment session. Ever since they brought i...