Denver is 47, 5'10", 150 lbs, lots of outdoor bicycling, tight tight tight. Small build, but well-defined. Shaved bald owing to genetics and time elapsed. Wide grin, great teeth. Light fuzz but extremely well manicured. Def needed cause he's half-Scottish. Saturday night dinner, Sunday morning pack up and out the door to the mountains. A few scenic stops, l...
This morning, I performed my daily ritual of kneeling in the shower in worship of your magnificent cock, as I have done every morning since we first established you as my Master and me as your slave a little over a year ago. Since we are both married, living separate, busy, fulfilled lives, we don't see each other very often. So the morning ritual is a beau...
Nothing more was said that or any subsequent weekend. Nothing needed to be said. The following Wednesday he rang to say he had booked the same hotel room for Friday night, in case I was meeting a "friend" (I swear I could hear the quotation marks over the phone!) and he would see me again on Saturday morning around 9.00am. I had no such plans but, luckil...
Earlier, my friend Ken told me his wife Ella had sex with her ex-boyfriend Alan. Ella phoned me and arranged to drop around this evening for a conversation. "Hi Ell. Things not too good, eh?" "That's got to be the understatement of the century." "Start with a drop of medicine?" "You've got your usual Laphroaig? Yea, just a smallish one thanks." "OK. How...
Author's Note: This chapter deals largely with the power dynamic between master and slave as they flee the city. The next chapter, coming soon, will feature the dark deeds within the realm that they are journeying to 😊 ***** It was still three hours before dawn when they stole out the dark alleyway. "Come slave, it is three hours' ride to the gate. We mu...
The morning after. Tom woke to the sound of the shower splashing, reflecting in the dressing table mirror through the open bathroom door, he could see Vera and Eileen kissing and fingering each other, the erotic sight stirred his cock, it rose tenting the duvet, throbbing, recovered from last night. He pondered whether to join the naked beauties, to enjoy t...
Ch. 1 Two work friends become kinky lovers. Ch. 2 First dominance and submission, and public sex. Ch. 3 Three days of rough sex at a rented beach house. Ch. 4 The Spanish Inquisition and dark art. Ch. 5 Opera and sex in Amsterdam. * This is a true story. It is as true as my memory and story craft can tell it. It is the story of how an ordinary divorced...
It is a typical Saturday morning. You have just gotten out of bed. The sound of spatula, pan and sizzle from the kitchen as you see me cooking us up a nice full English breakfast. Buttered toast, hot sausages, bacon, beans, grilled tomatoes, and eggs with cheese and mushroom, just the way you like them. You walk up behind me and give me a peck on the neck...
10 - CQB Training: First thing in the morning and I was in the gym at Beacon Barracks for the CQB course. "Fancy meeting you here." The voice came behind me. I turned and found myself facing Nick Stone. "Are you on the course?" I asked. "I am," he grinned malevolently, "as in I'm leading it." "Oh bugger!" I let out a hoarse whisper. Stone walked of...
Annie Johnson had always been regarded as a timid girl. She had platinum blonde hair, which reached down her back and stopped just above her rear. Her clothes were either safe or casual, not that she minded. This was her style, and she loved it. To everyone who knew her, she was perfect. The only problem was her lack of friends. Sure, she had a small group,...