Craig knew something was different as soon as he pulled up outside the house, It was already dark outside yet no lights sought to find their way through the drawn curtains. He'd called his wife just over an hour ago to let her know he was on his way and no indication had been given of any intention of going out, so where was she. Slowly he made his way up th...
*Warning, this is a very short moment in time. I will not continue this scene, but writing it (and reading it) has gotten me off a lot and I hope it might do the same for some of you. Enjoy* *** She stared at him for a long moment, transfixed by the short piece of rope in his hands. He had been tying knots in it when she had entered his office and she felt...
I want Ask me what I want. Go on. Ask me. I dare you. I double dare you. I want you. I want to fuck you. I want you, to want, to fuck me too. I want the fantasy. I want to fuck you in stockings, a corset and high heels, bent over my desk, pleading for more. I want to tease you, stimulate, excite and please you. I want you dancing to my touch, flinching,...
He towered over her, his arms engulfed her. She looked up at him placing a light kiss on his chest. "Are you ready for this?" she asked. "As ready as I can be," he replied. "Get on the bed boy and assume the position," she tells him in a low commanding voice. The large man gets on all fours on the low bed. She steps in front of him adjusting the straps m...
So much time has passed. I'm no longer the greenhorn submissive, driven by her desires and needs. I walked away from that lifestyle, uttering the words which are hard enough to break even the most steadfast girl - "Uncollar me." With no pomp or consideration I was thrust from that world, forced into a prison tighter than any restraints, one of my own making....
As Sally's face settled on the solemn figure of the man across the room from her she knew in an instant she had gone too far. It had started such a wonderful evening, preparing to go out had been a dream, Sally had relaxed in a hot bubble bath thinking of her Master's touch before drying, taking more care than was needed and ensuring she was hot and needy...
So many people see D/s relationships as solely about sex, about torture and humiliation. My view is different. The relationship between a sub and his lady is just that, a relationship. Both give and both take and, more importantly, both love. For me the gothic lady in leather, wielding a whip, rich and beautiful seemed as likely and as clichéd as it could be...
Carissa was lazily lying back on the pillows when Jack leaned His face to hers and kissed her passionately. As her tongue swirled around His she was aware of her own taste and aroma. He touched her face as He kissed her, then moved His hand to the back of her head...drawing her closer by her by lacing his fingers through a handful of her long golden-brown l...
I walked into the donut shop, still buzzed from the most exhilarating sex session I had ever experienced. I have read over the years about torture of women on devices called wooden horses, but never thought I would have the chance to ride one in my own bedroom. My master spent an hour getting me turned on, teasing my nipples and clit, pinching and biting m...
Bondage Saturdays Want to go back in time? Revisit an era when thinking about sex made you wet. Let the 'small head' do some of your thinking. It's hard to do when you have kids, jobs and social obligations. So you budget time, but spontaneity suffers because there are too many people that make demands on your time. You can send the kids off with friends or...