Dear Reader, This is a sequel to "Foreign Affair." Although it will stand alone, it's based upon events from that story which are not necessarily explained on their own merits here. I highly suggest you check that one out first, or reread it as I know it's been quite a while, before reading this. I hope you find it as delicious to read as it was to write. As...
Jennifer looked at the clock again, was the clock ticking backwards? It felt like days to go but it was just that she had been thinking about it for days. What would happen if she went for it? She had to go it was something she felt she had to do, but was non the less thinking twice about it for all those days. Now there were just hours left, she had to keep...
"Just remember, if you get nervous or want to stop, say the safety word and we'll stop. It takes a lot of trust to do this and I want you to know you can stop it at anytime. Are you alright so far?" Your voice seems to quake a little as you look into my eyes and squeak, "Yes." Slowly, I bring a dark, silky scarf up to your eyes and wrap it around your head...
Philip Westmont has samhainophobia, the fear of Halloween. So he spends Halloween in his bed, cowering in fear while his flat mates go out to a very interesting Halloween Party. They come back the next morning to tell him all about their adventures. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18...
As I stand in front of you you're sat facing the back of the dining chair. You are topless, wearing a black garter belt and black FF stockings and classic black spike heels. I'm wearing a classy black suit, white crisp cotton business shirt, gold tight dog-tooth silk tie with black brogues. In my hand I'm holding a red silk scarf that I'm folding into a lo...
The Kirov Opera had made the effort to come to Melbourne for the Arts Festival - all 240 musicians and singers ignoring the dangers of flying over the Middle East to honour their commitment to Australia. So what else could we do but show our support for them, we being the gorgeous Cate and I. We went to the matinee performance of Salome, the Richard Strauss...
Chapter 12 Laura was awakened the next morning by someone shaking her shoulder. Before she had come completely awake she felt something - a lot of leather strips and a handle - pushing at her tits. As her hands were released and the blindfold removed, she heard sounds throughout the room and someone saying, "All right, pledges, time to wake up. You have exe...
"Looks essential for a summer picnic!" The submissive teased; her red hair striking in the afternoon Sun. She brattishly taunted. Her ruby lips curled into a playful grin as her words struck the dominant, unmoved by the rascal. "It's my father's scarf, I may need it. You better behave," was the only explanation the youthful Miss Anna gave as the woollen garm...
The sunlight enters the hotel room through a creak in the drawn curtains, I can feel a lost ray of light tickle my nose as I groggily open my eyes and look at you beside me. You're still asleep, snoring slightly – no wonder, after all we've been up until the wee hours of the morning exploring each other's bodies for the very first time. Starting in a rough a...
Tonight as you ready yourself to climb into our bed, I am there waiting for you. My long hair almost covering my full breasts as I sit on my knees, my hands hidden behind my back. All that I am wearing is my devilish grin. As you lie down on the bed admiring me, I show you my hands. In them is a long black silk scarf. I gently pull your wrists together a...