Janet loved horses, but with all of her years working diligently to get her MBA and climb the corporate ladder she never really had the time to pursue that particular passion. So when she found a long weekend between business meetings in Europe, she made plans to stay at one of her family's estates, a place near Brussels with a modest but lovely main house a...
Throughout Liz's life she has craved, desired, longed for and been in search of someone that would treat her like a good little girl. Taking full charge of her and her life. Yes, it is a dom/sub type of relationship but it goes beyond that. Liz sat one day after her divorce and wondered, "Will it ever happen that I am to find what I truly long for?" She go...
Slut knelt on her heels, awaiting her Master's return. She was nervous, but excited. She knew if anything was out of place, on assignment not done perfectly, she would be punished. Slut feared the punishments, but her Master deserved the best, and if he was not happy, she needed to be punished. She was known only as slut, and she deserved everything she got....
The story below is a collaboration with Jane. She starts off and I follow: ...…………………………………………. I was in such a hurry to reach home on this rainy Friday afternoon, traffic was heavy on the expressway, and the weather was making it even worse. I was looking forward to a weekend of fun with some old friends and a couple of new guys that we had recently met a...
I was encouraged to dance from an early age. My father was a British Champion and hailed from the North West of England, competing frequently in the World famous Winter Gardens in Blackpool. When he met my mother his dancing career stopped and he opened up his own dance studio. This included training me. This didn't bother me, as dancing was all I knew. Appa...
A few months ago after one of our mutual masturbation video chats, I remember asking Lover for a favor. Specifically, I asked for a weekend together. Getting four hours together at one time was a stretch for us, so I knew I was reaching. I wanted quality time. I wanted to spend hours lying naked with him having orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. The idea of o...
It was still quite warm and humid in Singapore as Fanshawe of Harris, Burton and Fanshawe got out of the taxi at the Raffles Hotel. It had been a long haul from the airport, not because of the distance, but the amount of traffic on the roads of such a relatively small island. He was expected, thank God and as he registered the Indian receptionist handed him...
It was a hot Sunday afternoon in late July. The smell of patchouli wafted through the humid air from the incense cone burning in the corner. A ceiling fan did its best, but there was no air conditioning in Becky's cabin, our usual hang-out. Most of us had stripped down to the bare minimum. The guys were in cut-offs and Becky was wearing a halter top and a pa...
I don't know why Dennis insisted on calling his little Halloween bash a "costume party." Every party he ever threw was clothing optional, and I knew this one would be no different. To be honest, I didn't really know what I was even doing there in the first place. Angela, my girlfriend of three years, had just unceremoniously dumped me for my now former best...
Pulling up to Carol's house a few minutes after my encounter at the store, I felt a rush of excitement like a drug shooting through me. I defiantly needed my friends help with my personal dilemma, the one that has been building since this past weekend. I was determined to enjoy this pleasure for all that it is worth. After parking on the street outside of C...