Passion was on her mind as she drove to their secret rendezvous at a beach house 75 miles from her house. It had been months since she had truly enjoyed the pleasure a man can provide. This was going to be the first time they had ever seen each other. A nervous hand signed for the key at the realtor's office. A fictitious name scribbled for the first time s...
She felt His fingers squeeze her throat and tears sprung to her eyes. She had been trying to avoid His eyes by staring at the TV across the room. But now, she could not avoid His eyes as she tried to pry His hands from her neck. He yanked her up to His face and hissed, "What did I tell you to do?" She had completed the task, but some part of her resented he...
I arrive at promptly 7:00. I know better than to be late. I reach for the large brass door knocker, eagerly anticipating what I know is to come of this evening. Before I can knock, he opens the door. "Come in," he says, and I oblige. "I've been waiting for this," he whispers into my ear as he takes me into his arms. My mouth meets his hungrily. He runs his...
The alarm clock roused her. Kim swung her legs out of bed and switched it off. Her husband snored in oblivion and Kim plodded to the bathroom to get ready for work. She peed, washed, cleaned her teeth and gazed at herself in the mirror. How on earth was she going to face him today? What if he'd read what she'd written. Compared the answers she had put on tha...
Rashidah was the epitome of a successful Malay woman. At age 27 she had achieved what many could only dream of. She was a successful accountant that had work her way from junior accountant all the way to senior manager. She was originally pushed into the field by her father, himself an accountant who ran a lucrative accounting firm. Most Singaporean childr...
Desmond Carne looked worshipfully at Mistress Vavasour across the table at the Paincafe, Buttermilk Falls's restaurant that served the kinky set. Vavi was so delicious, her impudent curls bouncing around in the close crop on her head...She grinned at Desmond as she speared her last asparagus. "What's on your mind, Desmond?" Mistress Vavasour asked. "Rememb...
He leans against me and I can feel a hot puff of breath against my skin and I whine. "Sir." He lets out a low throaty chuckle, pressing a kiss to the small of my back, dipping the tip of his tongue into my crack and I arch my hips. "SirSirSir, please please please," I beg, words devolving into whimpers. He hums, amused, and nips at a cheek and I gasp. "S...
She had heard of the magic wand, had even seen it on occasional ventures to the darker side of the internet, but she had never experienced one. She heard a loud droning as the switch flicked and the electric massager's engine roared to life. The very sound of it was intense. He took his time, sizing her up with his eyes, enjoying her squirming as he decided...
It was a rainy Sunday night. Mistress had everything in place for for her house boy. She hurried to light the candles and lay out all of her wares for the evening. Dildo, strap on, massager, oil free candles, ice, clothes pins and her favorite, the paddle. Stevie knocked gently three times as he was instructed to do. Mistress led him into her foyer and gree...
The chalet is on the mountain, off of the beaten path isolated and private. Our bags are delivered by snow mobile, as are the supplies. We take the gondola to the top of the mountain and ski to our chalet in the woods. It is difficult to find, the trails narrow and not well marked. And isolated. We arrive and get situated. I take a long hot shower while you...