Well, not that it needs to be said, but things were getting very interesting that day in 1976. In A Christmas Fetish, I believe I left off where Kelly was straddling my mom in the den recliner, and I was beginning to lick the soles of her bare feet. I had just begun sucking Kelly's big toe, when the unthinkable happened. "NO! Stop!" The next thing I knew, Ke...
You must believe me when I tell you I never set out to do this. Sure, it's worked out pretty well for me. I concede that. But I did not have some master plan to take control of my professor's mind and body. I certainly never expected to reach the stage where he strips naked, empties is wallet, drops to the floor and begs to worship me whenever I step into hi...
6th Day The Game I woke up early in a very good mood, I must admit. I shaved myself, tied up my room and started working. Being very careful not to make any noise, I went to Madame's bathroom to prepare everything for her. I made sure that the tab was full of hot water, dry towels were at hand, foam bath, conditioners and beauty things that might be require...
--Dr Isabella Pacetti's Notes: To recap: Sophie has had a crisis of confidence, lost control and hurt Katy. Mrs Alderney has stepped in and given Sophie an ultimatum: promise to treat Katy as she deserves, or promise never to touch her again. Distraught, Sophie consults the unorthodox Dr Pacetti (that is me) who helps her understand her problems, and gives...
I didn't need to imagine a stimulating, exotic and erotic setting. I'd missed it, not having visited for several months. But there I was. A late afternoon. Sitting on the deck in her and her husband's beautiful home. Scrub oak, pine trees; a vista of red rock formations contrasting against a late afternoon azure sky; the verdant green of the golf course; a c...
"A week in the Highlands. How romantic we thought it would be. How beautiful to get into the mountains, away from what they call the "hurley-burley". "Of course, what they don't tell you in the brochures is that Glen Affric may be beautiful on the one day a year it doesn't rain in sheets or howl with gales, but the rest of the time... "We'd hired out the l...
Because There's a First Time for Everything The sun shone bright as Kay stepped from the car and rummaged through her handbag for her keys, cursing their non-existence. "Lost something?" asked Dave, who was climbing down from his ladder and wringing out his chamois leather. "Can't find my keys anywhere," Kay grumbled, not looking up as the window cleaner...
I find myself tied, naked, to your chair. My head is under your desk, and my body is out to one side. I have been there for hours, alone. See, you had errands to run and you wanted me to be there when you got back. So you secured my right arm to your chair, and my left arm to your desk. You then took off for a walk to the dry cleaners and the bank, and a few...
I kneel on the floor. Waiting in the Dark. A familiar room. Seems like hours go by. I kneel naked waiting and anticipating. She finally arrives. She enters looking so beautiful. She locks the door and walks to a small light on the night stand. She turns in on. Her long dark hair gently flowing. A black tight Pencil skirt and white silk blouse. Black tall...
I walk into the room without knocking, but he doesn't look surprised. That's part of our routine; his lack of response, that sweet passivity I've come to crave. And my need, balanced precariously against his tacit acceptance of it. I stop and just stare at him. He's a work of art, this boy - sitting statue-still on the side of the bed, legs primly together,...