She walks down the stairs, powerful, severe, commanding. Half of me turned on by the raw dominant sexuality of her, the other half already fearful that I’ve knowingly put myself in the way of something more than I can handle. We’ve spoken in the past about exploring beyond the boundaries which normally constrain the fairly energetic cp games which turn us both on so much. Me curious to find what it’s like when the pain go...

Hold-ups slinking up your legs, snapping in place at the top. Plain black bra holding you tight, nipples already swelling against its resistance. Today you are teacher - strict, stern and in control. White shirt, black pencil skirt, hair tied back. No nonsense appearance with a slash of scarlet lipstick, portentous of scarlet stripes to come. You walk downstairs to find him waiting, not quite so confident as usual. He’s u...