Review: Dedeaux's Delightful Disciplinary Tales THOSE who delight in sophisticated yet incredibly arousing tales of delicious discipline have long been entranced by the novels of the mysterious P. N. Dedeaux. The eclectic author set his scenes in Europe—both present-day and historically—as well as Canada and sometimes unidentified exotic locales. While man...
A ray of light heralds a new day as the cold damp air sweeps through the trees and over the ruins of the mountain temple. Deep inside the inner sanctum, a solemn figure awakes having slept the night cross-legged on his cushion. He opens his eyes, inhales deeply and lifts himself to his feet. "Now I know what it is that I want," Hayate thinks to himself. He...
**Note to readers: If you have not done so already, you may wish to read Room One, the first chapter in this story.** --------------- Jay entered the octagonal foyer of the Institution. Each of the eight sides included a door. One was the way in to the building. The others were numbered one through seven, and he had just returned from Room One. Almost the...
It's now 8:30 a.m. Most people are counting their bus tokens; my wife, Vanessa, is packing condoms in her purse. For the rest of us, it's a trip up the elevator into just another day. For Vanessa, every sunrise promises a new adventure through the mystery of the male sexual psyche. When we're kibitzing around the water cooler, Vanessa is engaging a man in an...
He held the wooden training sword over his head with perfect form, inhaling slowly. Sliding forward on his front foot, the sword fell. It was all in slow motion. It always was lately. Breath in breath out. Step, slide, cut. Training alone was difficult. Training alone could get monotonous very easily. The same movements over and over would in time sharpen h...
Upon entering the room, all of the young nurses' eyes were on the prone slave. Of course, none of them knew that he was a slave, captured and used by another nurse and her two roommates. Each of the nurses was examining the prone figure, under the sheet. Three things were immediately obvious to them, one: he was masked in a black leather hood, two: that his...
Katherine looked at the clock on the nightstand. "Two o'clock and I can't get her out of my head" she muttered to herself as her husband Rick lay sleeping soundly next to her. She lay in bed unable to sleep, her mind filled with erotic visions of Rita, the owner of the health club and her personal trainer. She and her husband had joined a few months earlier...
Part 1 - Meeting Greg My aunt Margaret works as a masseur and gets to know some really interesting people. Such as the time when she had a really handsome client, Greg, who engaged her service for what she calls testicular massage. Now my aunt has got this fabulous sets of tits, her cup size is DD and she's popular with male clients. She revealed that youn...
Cecilia thought she had just fallen asleep when she was awakened by the sound of the door opening. Her eyes were puffy and red from the tears she had shed during the night. She lay on the bed for ages, unable to sleep, or curl up in a comfortable position, or calm the din of her mind. Alone and in the dark, all the terrible thoughts and accusations of her ch...
After Chip had cooked dinner and waited on Hans, and had his own meal in the kitchen, cleaning up quickly, he got busy polishing Hans's shoes and boots. But in the middle of polishing Master Hans's last set of boots, Hans interrupted Chip. "Chip. How many times I must tell you? You have not written down your Stuhlgang, your poo-poo!." Hans, who was a st...