*This is an erotic story of sorts taken from a recent conversation between Sir Gray and his enchanting muse. May it thrill you and delight you... *Muse: Sir Grey your muse summons You You sing the song of my soul like a lark *Sir Grey: My muse My muse you stir Me unlike any other come here at once linger beside Me The memory of bidden words and unbidde...
I don't know how long it took me to get to sleep, but I know that I didn't get to stay asleep for long. When Sir came to bed, he yanked the nipple clamps off in one sharp motion. I startled awake and yelped loudly, then started to whimper as Sir turned the vibrator up a bit. Sir sighed and shook his head at me. "With that much noise, I'll never get to sleep....
"Sit down, pet." Hesitantly, Monica obeyed. What did Sir have in store for her? She desperately wanted to know, but didn't dare ask. Sir didn't like it when she asked questions. Sir took a length of black cloth from his pocket. Monica relaxed; maybe he was just going to tie her to the chair. He'd done that plenty of times before; she didn't mind it anymore...
This is the point in the story that he is doing this more for her than himself. He enjoyed the start of the process, and now that he accepted her, he will do his best to see her happy. * * * * Two days later, promptly at six, I walked through door five. Madeline was kneeling in the middle of the room, nude. The necklace I had given her was around her neck,...
When they arrived at the dungeon Eva was feeling happy and excited. She still felt the exhilaration of being fucked good and hard by Sir and the delightful humiliation that she had felt being seen by others in the car. She was aware that she probably should be heeling Sir Dan instead of hanging on his arm the way she was, but he was not complaining so she he...
Laurie and Jean walked together through the orchards, hand in hand. "The manor is as lovely as you described it Laurie." Jean said scanning back to the house. There was peace here, and everything seemed to flood with light and life. She noted the oddity of the three candles out here in the orchard, but Laurie had barely noticed their existence. Laurie smi...
The three of them were still sitting at the table finishing off their wine as they chatted happily. They'd kept it light, one bottle between them all to complement the beautiful meal that Sir had prepared at his home. His two playmates for the evening had been slightly nervous at the start; this wasn't something they'd tried before. They all knew each other...
The alarm clock rang loudy. I pulled my head from beneath my pillow. It CAN'T be that time already! I reach to switch it off. 3:55 a.m.. Hmmm .... five minutes to wake up, or five more minutes to sleep .... The dread of falling asleep again, and then OVERsleeping brought me sharply awake. Sir would be waiting for me. I lay there, thinking of how my Sir woul...
"Angel. Don't cook dinner tonight. We're going out." My eyebrows arch up at this announcement. I don't mind going out to dinner, but I do love cooking for my Sir. Cooking is only one of the many labors of love I perform for him every day. At the same time, if he wants to eat out, that is his choice. "Yes, Sir." I reply. "How does Sir want me dressed for di...
It had now been six weeks since their first submission to Sir and they found themselves in the car, on their way to their next weekend of debauchery to please him. They were both wet. She had a patch developing in the soft silky, satin of her red panties, every rub of her stockinged legs turning her on more. He was hard and leaking, straining against the nyl...