Meg felt cold. It wasn't a lack of clothing or any turn in the weather, but she felt cold. Jonathan's hand was the only contact to the world that she felt she had left, the only warmth she could feel, that she knew for sure existed, was through his hand. The late autumn breeze blew up the passage in which they stood, blew round her, through her, up the black...
Her eyes broadcast the nascent brilliance that accompanies the occasion of a lady revealing herself in a new formal dress. She looked stunning and, like always, this revelation somehow allowed her to appear more gorgeous. White dresses on wedding days convey elegance and grace, but the lack of contrast with the dress and the brightness radiating from the bri...
A new chapter following on from Fembots and Rise of the Fembots..... Gerry squealed in surprise and span around. One of the fembots was standing in the doorway. The tight-fitting jumpsuit that Gerry had thought would be a good design for a basic dominatrix costume showed off every curve of the bodyform moulding beneath. Gerry was rooted to the spot, fright...
The next morning Melody woke, only to find she was still very securely and effectively tied up. To her right, a Television programme on bondage was on, and Melody gave it her full attention. She found herself agreeing with the contents, how delicious and sexy it was for a woman to lose control of her movement, the thrill of being helplessly bound in latex or...
Tammy was in the manor's supply room getting what was needed in preparation of the arrival of a new tenant to a vacant room. She placed a few stacks of linen on the cart, counting them out and continued on to the bath towels. Bent over she picked up the ones on the lower shelves, humming to herself and not noticing that someone had entered the room quietly....
Who would believe I am here now? Well, to be honest "here" is not a good description of where I am. I am in that dream space between "here" and "there". It is a wonderful place where everything is possible, but let me try and explain this better. Physically I am tied to an "A" frame at a Ds party...my first!! For those that do not know what an "A" frame is...
Sitting on the sofa, I arched my back against the cushioning trying to find relief from this forced immobility. Everything was immobile, there was no sign of life anywhere around the house, garden, road ... maybe not even region. The room was dimly lit, shutters closed but with a clear glowing line around the edges where the wood did not touch the wall. The...
Scotland: 1558 In the cozy privacy of their bed that night, Margarete felt a sharp and deep desire for closeness with her husband. All that day, she had seen her own sadness mirrored on his face, and on the face of the kindly Father John. So much sadness and trouble had come from matters which should not be a source of strife. Colin had chosen to ally their...
The Violence of Desire "Which of us has not been stunned by the beauty of an animal's skin or its flexibility in motion." - Marianne Moore From Quotable Women of the 20th Cent...
Alice awoke with a dry mouth and a soaked pussy. Gingerly opening her eyes for fear of what new surreal adventure might unfold she was almost disappointed to see her own study bed where Felicia and Irene lay collapsed in comatose sleep with a large double headed dildo still conjoining their gaping vaginas. "Got to piss and get rid of this cotton mouth." H...