Jess looked over her new pet. He was prepped with the ball gag in his mouth, collar and leash, anal hook strung up to the collar and locked in a chastity cage with a humbler. Eric was hers to do as she pleased. She stood over him fully clothed fighting the urge to strip down and just enjoy his hansom body. No, she has to have some restraint... she recalls ba...
'You can do this,' the message on Claire's mobile read. But she felt anything but brave and capable. It had been three months since her Master's death, but the wound felt as open, as raw, as it had that night as she held His still body in her arms. His death like His life was His choice. The ravages of the illness that had plagued His once strong body and m...
Tracey looked at her watch once more and wondered. It was the same thought that had crossed her mind on a fairly regular basis recently, what had happened to her?! Just five months ago she was a quiet but confident person looking for a good man to spend time with. In fact, only three months ago she was that same person but had been emailing Dave for months,...
The welcoming orange glow of the hotel reception lights winked at me through the rain that splattered against the windscreen. A beacon in the darkness, but was it sanctuary being offered? I stared at the entrance, my hands gripping, white knuckled, to the steering wheel. I was insane, I had to be; but then looking back over the last few months, thinking of t...
I took the last, long drag of my cigarette and held the smoke in my lungs, then crushed the still glowing stub into the metal ashtray on my lap as I exhaled the blue smoke out in to the night air. I was sitting on my balcony, naked, sipping on a generous pour of whisky. I tried to concentrate on the view of the city laid out before me. The CN Tower rose bold...
Note to reader: My last entry, "One Glass of Wine?" was not very good. That was partly because it was hastily prepared in fantasy mode. This version, "One Glass of Wine, Revisited" (without a question mark) is, I think, better and here is why. The first was fiction, with things added that I would like to see done to me. But that is not up to me, so in this s...
"When choosing between two evils, I always like to try the one I've never tried before." - Mae West * * * * * A week had passed since the total sexual eclipse, and Puppy Slave had kept his vow to his Goddess - he had gone to work commando every day. They would cross each other's paths at work; each gazing into the other's eyes with a "we know something...
The roommate is up before I am, watching morning television, a cigarette hanging from his chapped pink lips as he loads the dishwasher. We're not supposed to smoke in the apartment but he does anyway. I join him on enough occasions that I'm guilty of breaking the rule instead of bending it. Almost a year now he's been this slouched, hairy, somnolent, depre...
It was his last day out of town. Eric headed for straight for the hotel bar. "Having the usual?" the bartender asked. "Sure thing, Max." Eric chuckled to himself. "I guess coming here for a week every year for the last five years makes you a regular." Eric glanced around as he nursed his beer. "Looks like the same crowd," he thought. But one person was m...
"C'mon Shella, you've gotta see the gown I bought for the prom!" a beautiful young woman said excitedly, pulling her friend into the house. "Slow down Karyn!" Shella exclaimed as she bumped into the frame of the door. "What's the big deal about this gown Karyn?" Shella asked as she was being half led, half dragged toward Karyn's bedroom. "You'll see, the g...