Author's notes: 1. This series follows on from my previous series 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything descri...
Prologue- The Corpsetaker I was dying. The big C had hit me and the doctors gave me two months on the outside. There was no hope or was there? I had lived a full life. I had wealth, enough to sustain for a very long time. I had married many times and bred many women. But I wasn't ready to go as yet, quietly into the long dark. My hopes rested on a young...
Wanting to have some time purely for us, my man suggested we had a mini break. He likes the nicer places to stay, so I set to work finding somewhere special. After a while, I found just the place - a country hotel with a few secluded cottages set within the property. Stay in the main house, or in the grounds? Knowing my man has a desire for outdoor sex, th...
She wondered how much longer the gods would let her live. Rain pounded on the miami-style windows, water managing to squeeze through the minuscule gaps and slowly trickle down the cement walls of the tiny house. She was grateful that she had decided against staying in one of the many wooden houses that dotted the beach. The gods would have taken extra plea...
The cruise ship gently rolled in the Caribbean sun. Katie was tanning on a lounge chair soothed by the warm breeze. A pert young island girl set a fruity drink with a speared orange slice beside her, while a dark-complexioned young man served a couple nearby. Turning to go, the waitress bent over and lifted her skirt to show a brown fanny with moist pussy li...
Ch. 7: First BDSM Night Author's notes: 1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choos...
When we got inside the screened patio it was just starting to get dark. I zipped the screening and turned on the lantern. Somehow we just didn't want any food. We did want each other. In spite of our nakedness and our obvious desire, we were in no hurry to copulate. We hugged each other as we planted little butterfly kisses on each others faces. We were able...
What the fuck have we got into now? That was the thought running through my head as I hung there. Yes hung there! Suspended as I was by my wrists, my arms stretched up over my head, my feet barely touching the floor, my whole body pulled taught. I couldn't see a thing, the hood that had been pulled over my head made sure of that. I felt a cool draught o...
Sand Man 'Make love to me', she whispered in his ear. Her eyes were closed as she felt his hand pull open the buttons on her cotton nightgown. His lips descended down her neck, they were soft and warm yet her nerves prickled as though ice was pumping through her veins. As his face moved over her bare shoulders; the fabric fell off of her. The cool crisp win...
The brown paper parcel was waiting for her when she came home for lunch. Inside was a long velvet dress, sleeveless, with buttons down all the way down the front. The note inside the neckline read: Wear this tonight. You may still use the front door. Don't make me use my knife again. She didn't eat any lunch or dinner. She looked at the dress instead. Had h...