From the beginning of our relationship, Master Paul has always amazed me by showing me how far an "open mind" will take us. The day we met He asked me for a list of things I had previously experienced, things I would like to experience and things that was not interested in at all. One of the very first things on my "not at all" list was Golden Showers. Not o...
The forest was warm tonight, filled with musky scents. The mold and tree bark, decaying foliage, and animals, always the animals. Their urine and feces were small scents compared to the smell of their musk. The musk of their hair and blood, and the scent of their fear were intoxicating. They feared me, as I slinked through the bushes and trees, my long tail...
It was already dark when she arrived at the restaurant, handing the keys over to the valet absentmindedly. Aptly attired in a blue uniform trimmed in gold, the young man thanked her politely and handed back a blue ticket, which she slipped into the pocket of a small black handbag as she passed through the glass doorway. He saw her immediately, watching from...
Inspired by the song Avalanche by Thea Gilmore ________________ Dance through the Avalanche A hint of wind rush in my ear as we twist on the dance floor, stepping rapidly in perfect harmony across the hard waxed wooden floor. Then slow again as the music pounds itself against our hearts. My arm about her waist presses her against me again, while my other...
Will hungrily dove into the delicious Chinese food, amazed at how good it felt to eat. He hadn't eaten all day, unless Mylanta and Tylenol pilfered from the nursing station could be counted as a meal, and the sensation of eating now was bordering on orgasmic. Or maybe it was because he was sharing his sofa with the beautiful woman who had brought him this fe...
The taxi pulled up, the door opened and the woman climbed out, soft black pants clinging nicely over her legs, topped with a soft grey shirt, a delicate hand ran through thick blonde curls as she opened her small chic black bag and pulled out her small black leather wallet, opening it she fished out the cab fare, and paid the driver. His soft blue eyes trai...
"We're fucked now," Montana threw his car into drive, hit the gas and merged onto the nearest on-ramp. Mira slumped down in her seat, reveled in the sense of calm that enveloped her. "Fucked isn't the word," she said with a smile. The smile was unfounded. She wasn't happy, nothing good had happened for as long as she could remember, so at the least things w...
Tales of the Sexual Healers, Chapter 14, Isolde enters the World of Mozart (Mozart's Dream) I found myself in Vienna, called to the bedside of Herr Mozart. He had been suffering for a while, his beloved Constanze had left him. He was composing the The Magic Flute. Drowning his sorrows and plagued by visions of his deceased father, he alternated between hall...
Alice's panicked gurgles ceased abruptly as the Blob covered her nose. All air was cut off as she smothered in the creature's liquid embrace. The world assumed a blurry, Daliesque surreality as the Blob's transparent body covered her eyes. Alice's futile struggles delayed the inevitable; black spots were already appearing in her vision. "I'm going to die," s...
It was a dark and stormy night... The wind howled outside, a mournful, yet erotic song that was both hauntingly lonely and powerfully commanding. Sleet slapping against the window glass provided a subtle counterpoint, a tattletale melody, harmonizing with the crackling of the wood in the fireplace. Occasionally, the crackling gave way to an explosive popp...