I've always loved the sound of a piano – nimble fingers running over keys creating sounds to carry you away. Of course he had never mentioned that his wife plays, so I was pleasantly surprised when the sound of her playing in the next room reached me where I was tucked away in his office, hidden under the desk. It was just before sunset and a few minutes...
There is nothing in the world, nothing, that comes close to watching your sub tremble... Sometimes, it's the pain... We all know how that feels... When we have taken them as high as they can go... The pain, the pleasure, the build and then the body takes over... the endorphins, the dopamine all rush round the mind, the body... and oh how the soul soars. Bu...
In this world there is no one else, there is only you - my god, my master, my keeper. My own self falls away, I am devoid of a name, of an identity, of a person. I am transformed, I am elevated to pure energy, I become my true shadow-shape. You whisper into my ear and pour me into the mould of your desire. Sometimes I think I could disappear forever beyond t...
She stepped quietly into the room, stripping slowly, knowing she had time as He always kept her waiting. One piece after another, her clothing was set aside, before she assumed a kneeling position on the bed. Turned to face the door, presented properly, she allowed herself to close her eyes. The music she had set in the background before going to ask for a s...
It is a late Sunday afternoon in September and still very warm for the time of year. The countryside is awash with colour. Russets, reds, browns, oranges, yellows, and all other shades of autumn are visible. The scent of recently cut grass hangs in the air. Chirping birds complement the sound of the church bells ringing in the distance. Little Wiggington is...
Abstract: Although some may find it unorthodox, the author decided that the format of a scientific journal would be the most rigourous and fair way to enact a methodology to prove a personal hypothesis, that her sexual development lagged far behind her educational and career progression. The investigation follows two strands of experimentation: 1) To esta...
Chapter Five: Charlotte Serves On Her Knees, But Not The Way She Expected. "Faster, you bitch, faster. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." That was the sound I heard as I swiped the lock for our room at the hotel. It had started out as something indistinct, just another random sound, mixed with the rest of the ambient sounds at our seaside resort. I didn't even...
The sound of a thunderstorm awoke me in the morning. I have long enjoyed the sound of rain, but thunderstorms have always particularly intrigued me. Despite my fatigue, I soon made my way downstairs, making coffee as the storm raged around the house, then standing at the window watching the downpour pelting the neighborhood. Hearing a sound behind me, I...
It is 11:30PM Saturday evening. A cab rolls to a stop in front of a residential building, the cab contains a well-dressed couple returning from a night on the town. She is in a black cocktail dress, black stockings, and black heels, for him a dark suit. He pays the driver and gets out of the cab. Offering her his hand, he helps her out on to the sidewalk. T...
As two foreigners visiting India for the first time, everything was new and different to us, including the festive Diwali. Throughout the day, we had been exposed to the sounds of various pyrotechnics, the sizzles and the bangs and the booms, everywhere we had gone in the city. On the night of Diwali itself, it all intensified, yet it also provided us with...