I've always had a weakness for zoos. I know, I know, animals in cages is a destruction of the natural order, but I try to stick to ethical zoos, ones that give homes to animals that wouldn't survive in the wild, and breed endangered species for release. Phoenix Zoo is like that, and today my Master and I went there, just the two of us, and I got a membership...
Her body is my Heaven on Earth. Every waking moment that I'm apart from her, all I'm doing is yearning to be back between her luscious sun-kissed thighs once more. That is why, while on my way home from work, I was barely shocked to feel blood rushing to my groin upon imagining what was waiting for me at home. I bit my lower lip, squirming a bit in my seat a...
This was not happening. There is just no way that you had taken our dynamic to this level. I was sure of it, yet there I knelt stuck in the dichotomy of pleasure from keeping my clit engorged and alert for you and feeling heartbroken and like nothing as you spent those intimate moments with each other. You had told me to kneel but to face you, open my legs,...
"Are you sure you want to do this my kitten?" Master says, affection in his eyes as he quizzically looks my naked form up and down. "I would do anything for you, master." I respond. "Alright, kitten. Lay down on the bed, spread eagle." The authority in his voice has me jumping up to obey before I fully register what he's saying. Master grabs my legs and...
She had an infectious grin; that was the first thing. Impish; it kind of reminded me of Jack Nicholson. But there the resemblance stopped. She was petite, about 5'3, damned if she was over 105 pounds. Dark hair cut to frame her face. Small, swimmer's body. She had a six-pack (she showed me). Deep brown eyes. It was hard to see her as a girl because of the g...
I married Ada in a daze of desire. It seemed impossible that she was even interested in a short and unmanly specimen like myself. After all, she is tall, with blond hair flowing to her shoulders in waves, a sweet face, and a knockout figure. I mean, her curves are stupendous. Generous bust, wide hips, round protruding bottom, large sturdy thighs. Why would s...
*Author's Note: This story being shared is an actual dream, not a mockery of Transgendered individuals. Please note that his dream is filled with subconscious desires and is no way being used as a form of disrespect to those who are Transgendered. Thank you, JR I dreamt of you last night. I dreamt that we went to bed as we always did when we had the ho...
I find you dozing off in our bed, sprawled out like a starfish on the duvet. Yeah, sure, maybe your day's been long, but I need to get off. And Sir's needs should be attended to. I prod you awake by pushing until your eyes are half-open and squinting an almost-glare at me. When you see I'm holding your collar, your eyes immediately drop from mine. "Good...
The last I'd checked my phone, it was 1:43 am. Now, I had no idea. I think I'd lost it by the way it'd stopped buzzing, killing off that pleasant little distracting vibration at my hip. Or maybe it just died. Either way, I wasn't complaining, because I was too preoccupied to care. Walking through the throng of bodies on the scantily lit dance floor, I nea...
Alan was walking down the streets at a late hour as he often did, thinking of nothing but his loneliness and how to seek an end. He passed endless shops and residences almost looking for someone but at the same time not. He observed the bright lights and architectural accomplishments of the city with utmost apathy as he jingled and jangled the coins in his p...