Preface: It is helpful to read "Only because there's still blood on the blade" in my other writing. My boots were silent as I glided across the damp grass. I walked between the rows of headstones, hearing the voices from beneath the surface of the earth. The dead have a lot more to say that most of the living. They don't mind me being here, trampling throug...
I walked against the wall of wind trying to prevent me from gaining access to what lay beyond. I leaned into it and pushed; it pushed back with half the force. It was only toying with me. I knew that the wind was an unrestrained creature with violent intent. It could no doubt hurl me to the frozen ground and bind me there like an insect helplessly bound to a...
My wife Sheila and I dated for two years before I proposed to her. During the two years we dated, I told her all about my fetishes (all of them) and she seemed excited enough after listening to some of my experiences. Excited enough to at least give them a try. For the next two years, she and I explored and experimented with one another all the things I had...
Sister Persephone of the Order of No Mercy: A Special Session with Mistress Persephone Trembling like a schoolboy who forgot his homework, I rang the bell to Arena/Blaze. Although I was punctual and had the correct tokens for Mistress Persephone, I was still nervous that something wasn't right. I always want to please my mistress, so I pay attention to ever...
He: It's the thought and the anticipation that really do it ... clink, snap, ow, shit what next? She: sounds like heaven to me He: Damn this thing on my cock is really driving me nuts. You are not helping either. She: Why aren't I helping? He: Oh, come on, you know why, teasing me knowing I can't do anything She: Mmmm, works for me He: I bet it does,...
Confessions of a Dominant BBW... Being a 'big' girl in today's street parlance usually refers to the bra size one looks for in Marks and Spencer. But I've always been a 'big girl' -- since even before my mammaries started developing into the super-size jugs they are now. It wasn't that I ate too much -- it just seemed that was how I was meant to be. My gra...
Mark took off his helmet and collasped on the shabby red couch in the breakroom, taking care not to disturb his tender area below. Miss Scarlett had been especially rough with him the night before, having forgotten to pick up her dry-cleaning, and he was paying for it now with every step he took. That punishment, the Shinra grunt knew, would be nothing compa...
"So, not even one week. I guess I shouldn't be surprised." Zeinab's face showed no surprise, just an expression of exasperation and fatigue. She was tired after a long day, and part of her had hoped that the man who was kneeling before her doorstep in the cold rain would actually realise what was best for him and stay in the best relationship that he could...
The Chef becomes a Domme (The Dominatrix Series) I had been taking Dominatrix lessons from Mistress Katrina for months. Being an Alpha Female Russian woman, control came easily to me. I am, and have always been a healer, though. My intention is "Do no Harm", it is part of the Wiccan Crede. So my training had emphasis on getting the client to explore their...
Bob never mentioned that night. He showed up a few days later; we went to dinner as usual; afterwards we went back to my apartment and made love, again as usual. He left around 10 PM that evening. The next morning I found the remote for the butterfly on the kitchen counter. I put it with the vibrator in my nightstand. Things at work were going better. Sinc...