Chapter 2 How a Couple found their Inner Selves Chapter Two. A rhythm develops, Franny explores a fantasy. Taylor does his part too, but the experience is focused on his wife not him. ******************* After our second adventure with our favorite statue, we settled into a pattern of how we used it. It was fun to change ourselves every day, but with...
Saturday morning dawned with an overcast sky and threatening clouds as Barbara clicked on the kettle to make her first cup of tea for the day. She flicked on the radio to get the weather forecast so that she could decide what to wear for her morning's retail therapy session at the mall. Barbara was in her mid twenties and still single, but always on the loo...
Content Warning: Predicament bondage, self bondage, non-consent *** In a house of five people it was difficult to find time for yourself. Four other women meant the flat-share was always busy. Someone was always coming or going, knocking on you door to ask you if you wanted a cup of tea. Tonight she was absolutely alone in the house though, she had checked...
You are always so good at making lists, Becca! This is a compliment I hear a lot from colleagues and friends alike. Always meant sincere, it does have a backhanded element to it. It labels me organised, bureaucratic, predictable. Rebecca, the Excel Queen. Rebecca, mind you. Not Bec or Beckie. Not Becca, either. But people are so quick with shortening my na...
Please note that this and my other works are mainly fantasy and should not be read by those not into heavy BDSM. This is the second of the new "slave william and slave michelle" adventures. Some scenes are close to reality that I have experienced and all are others are ones that I would like to experience first hand. If you dislike my writings, please be mat...
NOW The ceiling lamp flickers, intermittently bathing the windowless room in cold neon light. A naked body begins to move on the narrow bunk where silvery, shimmering chains wind their way over the pale skin of the stretched-out woman. Their soft tinkling is suddenly drowned out by a loud clicking noise from the heavy steel door's locking mechanism, then a...
My Dearest Mistress Diana: First off, I cannot thank you enough for the new wardrobe, which must have cost a fortune. I feel like a leather and PVC goddess and I got a new asymmetrical bob for a hairstyle fashionable enough to match. Even during a busy week of domme training (if only I could have taken the two weeks you suggested - my office schedule did no...
Sophie wandered down the marbled corridor, checking the lights above the doors. She chose a door at random, and walked in. Again, there was a full length mirror on the wall, with which she checked her appearance, but there was no clue as to what might be on the other side of the door. She turned on the red light outside, her heart racing as she opened the se...
Although we had been to several "play parties" since I had come to live with Anne, I had been fortunate to have never been "singled out" for any particular attention. I usually got to watch the other submissives get whipped or otherwise discomfited, but my main function was to serve as Anne's personal maid. When Anne prepared me for our attendance, I had ink...
We had been playing "text sex" all day while Id been out shopping and about an hour had gone by since the last message: "when you come in you will go upstairs, get naked, put the red leather cuffs on both wrists and both ankles, put in some ear plugs and put on the leather hood" I was almost running home at this, but still had to go and finish some shoppin...