Prince Faolan was beyond pissed, he was enraged. He wanted to put his fist through a brick wall just to release the anger, or better yet someone else's head through a wall. Someone had drunk all his coffee, smoked all his cigars and drank his best wine. And none of it was the cheap shit, he'd only stocked his pantry with the best to be offered, gourmet coffe...
The party was being hosted by my husband's new boss. Kevin had recently taken a new position in his company, and this was the first time we were going to socialize anyone with the new gang. I wasn't looking particularly forward to it, but I can do the "Isn't your wife charming?" routine when I need to. I wore one of my favorite dresses – it's sleeveless and...
These days I go to museums as much to look at people looking at art or photography as to look at works of art. It isn't that I don't love art because I do. If I go too long without standing before a Lucas Cranach, or Rothko, or Beckmann or a photo by Francesca Woodman I feel the absence as a real physical ache. Watching people encounter a long-cherished wo...
At the appointed hour that morning he made for the closed door, knocked and smiled to see that it pushed open a fraction as the catch gave. "Greetings," he said quietly and bowed before looking each way down the corridor, and sliding into her room, pushing the door gently closed, with a discrete click. "I am here for that breakfast you promised me." "Hola...
This is another story in a series about Karen's evolution as a domme. All characters in the story are and were over 18. Some bodily functions are involved so if that bothers you, please read no further. Karen felt that admitting to her boyfriend Rod how badly she had been treated by her mother, Marian, at a time when Karen was coming of age at 19, was worth...
It was mid-1950s America. It was Mrs Reilly's house- one of the finest in Brewer, Minnesota- on a sunny afternoon. Under the chandelier, below the big oil canvas of naughty Cupid being spanked by Venus, in front of an audience of well-attired ladies smoking cigarettes and shrouded in their perfumes, and schoolgirls excited to be witness, the drama was now re...
Max sat naked on the edge of the bed waiting for Nikki and her friend to come back into the room. He was nervous, as he was any time he came to see Nikki. His heart was beating much faster. His hands trembled slightly and beads of sweat formed on his skin. He wished that he could light a cigarette. But he didn't dare. He knew the rules. And he knew the conse...
Chapter 22 - Wait For It... **Characters and text are protected under copyright law Sitting naked in a doctor's office used to seem strange to Chloe, awkward-feeling and a bit embarrassing. The sense of being undressed in a public place used to make her anxious, mortified that some random person might see. She would make liberal use of the provided gown or...
My Dom gave me an assignment, to write how I would show my submission without words. Below is the result. We hope you enjoy. *** "Come to me, pet." And I do. As gracefully as possible, I drop to all fours and crawl across the room to you. I want to be as beautiful as I can be for you but without dressing my actions up. Crawling, I could be sexier, sway m...
This ends this series, perhaps mercifully. ***** Jack stood with their children in the pew holding his toddler as the congregation sang the morning's hymns. His attention was focused on his wife who was on stage with the praise team that was leading the musically impaired through the songs. Jack had always understood that his spouse remained an attractiv...