“Will the Prosecution please call your next witness?” “Prosecution calls Edward Nigma to the stand your honor.” She sat there looking at the weapons that have gotten her where she is right at the moment. Her hands, the instruments used to destroy an innocent life. Once again the weight of her actions comes crashing down on her shoulders as the Riddler is swo...
Slave Do you feel scared, little sub, to wake up in a strange room, bound so tightly and with no memory of how you got there? Are you confused, disoriented, trying to piece together what happened to lead to this? Are you desperately trying to take inventory of your naked, restrained body to see if you can tell how you may have been violated or abused when y...
Hi Well had typed you another nice long email and I guess I forgot to hit the save button cause now the damn thing is gone!! So here I am starting over. Well let's see...I think that you like making me come and I think that the thought of me wanting to fuck you—turns you on some. I've been really horny since that other day when I wrote you the little RE...
(Make sure you're hitting "Start Game" over there, or this isn't going to make sense!) (A note to readers: This story is a slow burner. Don't expect saucy scenes right away, unless you deliberately choose the most promiscuous options ;)) (Second note, regarding BDSM content: this is a work of fiction and sexual fantasy. In real life, all power exc...
I have been best friends with Rosa for some time now. She is a beautiful red head with an hour glass figure and a nice size pair of titties if I do say so myself. We always hang out together and can talk for hours at a time on the phone about anything and everything. We have never taken our friendship to the next level not over a lack of trying on my part. S...
I got lot of great advice the last time that I blogged here so I guess it's not a bad thing to blog here. There is something great about bein gable to be totally open and not worry about anybody judging me. Besides I need an outlet for the thing that I'm doing that I can't ever tell anybody about. That I can never say out loud because if I did my world would...
Disclaimer: this is poorly organized, poorly written and poorly thought out. Pretty much copy and paste from a PM. I write when I'm horny as fuck. Sue me (don't). ***** Me: So, in my living room Watching a movie. Or Cheers because you are lame. And I stretch out on the couch with my head in your lap. You start rubbing my tits under the blanket You y...
I had just left the shower when I heard the intercom buzz; I had been readying myself for a Saturday morning trip to Harvey Nichols, not that I really required anything you understand, the trip was more a way to fill the void that the weekend caused in my life. I crossed the hallway, using a towel to dry my hair as I walked. “Hello” “Rachel?” “This is she...
I bet you are the same as me. You hate those conferences, the ones that go on forever, regurgitating points that you know fine well. Sitting there, my head going into some form of terminal relapse within a stuffy room... well, I was glad when it was over!! Waving goodbye to my work colleagues, I refused their tentative, sketchy plans to 'go for a meal' 'find...
SATURDAY, JUNE 26, 2010. As is usual on these occasions Marie's ebullient spirits made it plain she knew what to expect while I, also as usual, remained in the dark. I'd been instructed to pick Miss W and Max up from his house having been told only that another of my wife's fantasies was about to be enacted. Marie wore a sleeveless top, rather low cut, and...