Hi there. Good to see you again. Yes, I brought some examples of some things Stacey and I wrote in emails. I printed out parts of them to share with you. You'll find out she really has quite a way with words. But let's order first. Then I'll read what I printed out. Oh, in case you're wondering, I emailed Stacey and asked permission to share some of wha...
'Hillary I need a couple of hours off this morning," Roger said. "Of course is everything alright?" she asked. It was obvious to Roger that over the course of the past month, she had developed a bond with Roger. A bond between the high school nerd, she had been a nerd without a doubt, and the kid nobody liked. They bonded from the necessity for human contac...
One Friday evening after work Tom Taylor, a co-worker, and I went out for drinks and dinner. In the bar, while I was working on two beers, Tom polished off three martinis. Later, at the dinner table, he finished the fourth before our dinner arrived. I guess the martinis loosened his tongue for about halfway through our meal he started telling me about a clu...
Freya opened her eyes. She stared at what seemed to be a ceiling for a while, listening to the sounds around her. There was a low level humming or rumbling sound, difficult to identify, but apart from that, there was nothing. No birds, no traffic, no sounds of normal human activity in England. Freya gave up trying to remember where she was and sat up to look...
Sarah James was busy tidying the kitchen when Jason Whitaker walked in through the patio door. The backyard was full of neighbors, laughing and socializing with one another for the holiday weekend BBQ. Twenty-Eight year old Sarah, had just flown in to visit with her parents for the weekend and was in the kitchen helping to keep the place look somewhat resp...
Rebecca watched Michael sleep in the predawn glow. Only his head and chest were visible above the blankets, a soft buzz accompanied every breath. It had been a month since she completed the Vigil, and still there was more to learn even though she'd come to the fullness of her magical powers. They had returned to the Tower hand-in-hand, and he had gently take...
**This story is based on my fantasies. I would love for them to come true one day. I am a rather shy and submissive guy, so placing an ad or responding to an ad in a magazine or phone meeting line is almost unheard of for me, but I decided to place an ad in a magazine and on a BDSM phone meeting line. I said that I was looking for a strict but kind Mistres...
A Story by ROMMEL, detailing further events in my association with the Dominant Agnes. The last time I spoke to you regarding my complete relinquishing of control to the cruel, but mesmerising Agnes, you may recall that I finished by relating that we got married. This followed a demeaning weekend, during which, Agnes broke me utterly to her will, and I beca...
Mistress Jenny's Day Introduction: The Morning Mistress Jenny awoke slowly after a wonderfully long sleep. She had not gone to bed until well after midnight as she was having to much fun at the play party, but even though she had only slept for about 7 hours, she felt rested and relaxed. Slowly she opened her eyes, and glanced over at David. Her bedroom wa...
In the gloom of the club she knelt beside him, leaning into his leg, comforted by his hand playing with the strands of her hair or tracing the curve of her shoulder. Around them music and lights pulsed and moved. People talked, danced, laughed and enjoyed themselves. But she was quiet, still, lost in her own world yet acutely conscious of her Master sitting...