When training a new/newer submissive Momma has always been mindful to the particular needs of that person. From what level of voice direction they need, pressure of the collar, or even the speed at which their buttocks join with the whip. Once I am able to see what kind of submissive type I am working with I know how best to help them. POSITIVE REINFORCEMEN...
What leads man or woman into temptation, seeking the delicacy of the forbidden fruit offered of Eve to Adam in the Garden of Eden. My temptation was sitting across the table from me, holding me captive in his eyes. He has been my temptation for the past five years, the love of my life, that forbidden fruit, as we both were married. Whenever we could be tog...
Chapter One - An Idea Proposed Sitting on the grass slope beside the library Sabbina gazes lazily across the lake. It's time to be getting back to her studies. Slowly she finishes the coffee in her flask. If only it weren't so pleasant with the early summer sun warming her oval face and long, chestnut hair. She gives in to temptation and, clasping her hands...
Author's Note: This is a continuation of Nighttime Confessions. It can probably stand on its own, but might make better sense if you have read the earlier story first. This is not a stroke story. There is very little sex and a lot of emphasis on emotions. If you don't like this type of story save yourself time and go elsewhere. I had a lot of fun with thes...
I was sorting through the usual parish post-bag one summer morning when I spotted the note. It was not in an envelope and did not bear a stamp. It was hand-written, in a flowery calligraphy. It took me aback and I had to read it twice, three times, to absorb what the words said. Here they are... "Dear Vicar, I dream of your mouth. I dream of your mouth pr...
Ch01 - The De-Frocking of Father Daniel I was sorting through the usual parish post-bag one summer morning when I spotted the note. It was not in an envelope and it was hand-written. I had to read it twice to absorb what the words said. "Dear Father, I dream of your mouth. I dream of your mouth pressed first against my neck, kissing me there where my pul...
Before You asked me to write something, so I did, I wrote about the time when I watched you; an early evening in early winter, or perhaps late autumn. It was dark outside and we were going out, I'd bounded up the stairs in socked feet, grasping the handrail in easy sweeps, eager to be ready to take you out. Through the crack between door and wall I caught...
Note: if you are seriously religious, cannot see beyond dogma and have no funny bone to tickle, please, I beg of you, do not be tempted to read further... *** "Lucifer, you old devil, wilt thou ne'er be cured of your lasciviousness, you monster?" "I might have known it would be you catching me out, my old friend, you still as righteous as ever?" I sighed...
It was just after 6:00 when I got to the prop closet. I had told two of my devils to be there at 5:30 and the other two at 6. They knew what for, and now I had to tell them, per their future coach's orders, that they couldn't have what they were promised. I had been looking forward to it all day myself and I was disappointed that I wasn't going to get what I...
Jennifer Wellington was a very happily married woman. She met her husband Jake 12 years ago at church and it had only taken 10 short months before they were married. Jake had been first attracted to her body. He had always been partial to blondes and none more so than Jen. He could still remember looking deep into her intense deep blue eyes when he asked for...