Arriving shortly at his apartment he moves to the door unlocking it. Opening the door he moves in out of the heat walking to the refrigerator he opens it pulling out a cool soda. Popping the top on it as he walks to the table he sits down sipping the drink. He thinks about the choices he has given his new toy. Rising once more he moves to the shower swiftly...
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Note: In old swedish folk lore there is a creature called Näcken, or The Man of the Stream that lurks in waters to drown the bypassers of his waters. Maybe some lost ones never actually drowned... * She took the same path she always did, through the forest, over the bridge by the falls and further up the mountain. At his time of year, when spring was very...
Smiling, Domina Katarina set aside her laptop computer. She had just finished reading her e-mail. The last e-mail she read had confirmed the time of a party later on that day, to which she had been invited. A party! Such fun! Now, what would she wear tonight? She had to give it some thought... She looked down. On 'her' knees before her was her maid "Josephi...
My life used to be so uncomplicated. I was a Dominant, and many submissives had served me over the years. Part of the reason they liked me, I feel, was because on rare occasions in my life I'd submitted to others. I was not truly a switch – I was almost a pure Dominant. But I'd mainly submitted because it allowed an escape for me, and a way to better unders...
Third Date It's a date. In fact, our third date. We met online, the modern dating method of finding compatibility. Turns out that we both live in the same city; San Francisco, city by the bay. Cold winters, even colder summers. The fog envelops the city, keeping it cool in the Summer. In Winter, the jet stream brings cold air and bad weather down from Ala...
She stood in front of him, her auburn hair pulled back into a tight bun, arms across her chest, legs spread. She was donning a short, red leather mini dress that zipped all the way up the front; with black stockings held up by a red garter. The best part of the ensemble was her boots; authentic black combat boots. He felt an erotic pull across his groin as h...
Before you read this, note that this teaser does not yet contain ultra-explicit sex (which is why it is called a teaser). The story was originally much longer than this, but I am not satisfied with the way the rest of it turned out. There are very mild bondage and some exhibitionism themes. Do you want to see this further developed? If so, how? Is there anyt...
Author's note: I wrote this in a kind of high style, a bit different from my first few stories. If it seems a bit too mythical, or over the top, or out of character, or whatever, it's because I believe that characters like Morgaine Le Fay deserve a little more respect. After all, they've been around for hundreds of years. Hope you enjoy it. * She stands, a...
William stormed through the kitchen as all the maids scurried out of his way. He was livid, his hair blowing upwards and his cloak bellowing behind him from the force of the wind and his stride. He took loud, concrete steps as he approached the peculiar maid that had irritated him from the day she arrived. "You," he snarled, "come with me." He held himse...