Thoughts before the actual story, I honestly don't know why I am sharing this, I just am. I guess my kinky dirty side will never die even if I keep it under wraps to have a normal relationship. However, please know this story is completely true, but what I share is in no particular order. Each "true" story posted is for a specific person(s) (multiple only if...
She looked familiar. Not movie star familiar, but I knew I'd seen her somewhere before. I'll think of it, just probably won't get any sleep until I do. I have got to stop agonizing over stuff like this, but she looks so familiar. Why does that seem to disturb me so much? I got it! She works at the court house. She's the clerk I paid my overdue parking ticke...
I must begin this story with some background. I wrote "Flight Dreams" as a fantasy, a dream. I have had an online Master for a year. Now, a lot of “hardcore” BDSMers will look at my stories and possibly think less of them, since I have had an online Master. But within this story, I will show you how true and intense D/s can be, regardless, and that if you’re...
It's 6pm on Friday and you are late. You've hurried as much as you can, but you made me wait for you and I am pissed. You run through the door, out of breath from trying to get home quickly and avoid punishment. You fail. I'm waiting in my chair, watching the door, belt folded in half in my hand. Slowly slapping the leather armrest. Whack, Whack Whack. I...
I am of Italian decent, born in the south and raised in the north, I have been lucky enough to move to Nashville to pursue being a TV Reporter. Now I know that the profession of Reporting has fallen into the same category as being a Politician, or a Lawyer. I have always thought that exposing the wrong people do to help the little guy was a noble thing, but...
"I didn't think you would come. I didn't think that you actually being here was a real possibility." I place a hand on his calf: solid, warm, real. "I have my ways." "I thought you said you had to work." "What do you think is more important to me: you or work?" "Me, I guess." "That's right, baby doll, you are." He slides closer, bridging the Queen...
He was out late, cruising. His mind would not be still. Earlier that day, he the chance to interact with a woman that had left an impression on him. He had run into her at a bookshop and they had started talking by chance, when he mocked a book she was looking at the book in question, was the latest thing in semi erotic literature and had taken the world by...
This is my first ever submission (so to speak) so please be gentle! Her heartbeat pounds out a familiar rhythm as she waits in the dark, stretched silently across the mattress like an offering, knowing he's on his way. The sensation of her pulse is primal. She's tried to fill the long desolate stretch of daylight hours, anticipation rising with the settin...
"You're drinking tea from a bag?" The perfectly coiffed middle-aged lady sitting in the airplane seat next to mine patted me on the knee. She had a lovely British accent; I think they called it a Geordie. "Well, don't worry your pretty little head, dear. Just another hour until our arrival, and you'll be served some REAL tea." Amused, I smiled and thanked h...
The Hotel Room, Part 1 We meet in the underground parking of the hotel, our cars occupying neighbouring parking spots in the lowest level and deepest farthest corner of the garage. You were already there as I pulled in beside you, following your instructions i drive straight into the space, the driver's sides of our vehicles next to one another. As w both o...