You were long and slender and fragile like a flower. Smooth skin, pale golden in colour, creamy and soft like the silken pages in a book. I remember your skin, soft to the touch. Giving. Forgiving. In the secret recesses of the night, in the silent communion of our bodies, your skin was like an answer to a question I never knew I had asked. Amidst the soft s...
Part 1 He was sat on the sofa, turning the pages of his book with one hand while holding it with the other. A great battle played out in his mind, driven by the words before him, and he was almost lost in this literary world. Almost. Throughout the last few pages he had sunk deeper and deeper, his mind taken far away from reality until he was practically dr...
She closed the door behind Alexander, and her thoughts turned immediately to her husband - her slave - trapped in the darkness of her bedroom cupboard where she'd put him into restraints several hours ago. She went to the kitchen, ran a glass of water from the tap, then turned and carried it, beads of water dripping down the side of the glass as she walked...
CH7. Blood, rage and despair. We crept forwards in the shadows of the forest. Timing was essential. We wanted to attack their archers, their rearguard. If we could break their ranks and rout them, we could turn on the large army of barbarians and trap them between the warbands led by Zeuxis and us. I was nervous. I lifted my shield and pressed the fingers...
He watched her sleeping for just a moment, a woman with a child's innocent face, golden hair splayed against the pillow. Then he bent down and touched her shoulder firmly. "Wake up now," he said. "It's time." She opened her eyes and gazed at him, taking only a moment to understand. It was time. He needed her. A moment later she was wrapping her gown around...
The next couple of weeks were fairly routine. I still had my job at the lumber yard and had a few shifts there. I should take this time to note that the program wasn't confined to one-off accidents. We had more than a few frequent fliers and I had appointments with them while waiting for Lana to decide whether she'd pay or fuck. Personally, I hope she fuc...
It is warm sultry day in the south. I am on assignment for a client at a customer site but the client's equipment is not working. She, the objective of my lust, will arrive in about an hour for lunch. I muse on the possibilities but know that she belongs to another. Nevertheless, it is pleasurable to consider what we might do in a few hours. Time is drags...
Training Victoria initially wasn't easy. She had heard of my fetish play from a couple of her friends and for some reason wanted me to know that she wasn't into any of that. Like most of the women that I had played with, I met her at the office. She knew who I was mostly from sales meetings. I had dated a couple of her friends off and on, and of course the t...
He was lost. There was no mistaking, or thinking he could find his way. The sun was almost lost and he found the mark he'd placed on the tree for the fourth time. Something wasn't right though. He knew he had not turned. He had moved, walking his horse, in a straight line, even brushing some of the tree to ensure he did not turn. But when he reached the tree...
Lady Katherine is aching to touch herself. The sitting room was bathed in a glorious afternoon light. The sun beamed in through the lead-paned windows and danced across the opulent furniture, fingering it covetously. The silver tea set glinted brightly, and Katherine could see the incessant blinking of the red light on Tom's camera in the corner of her eye....