“Flight attendants, prepare for landing”   Arjun subconsciously checked his seatbelt to ensure it was on. The flight to Spain was just half the hop of his usual trips to India and the Philippines. He was tired but alert. The low-level arousal pulsated through his body. Anticipation was always a good thing.   The arrangements were flawless as always. His admin had set things up very well. Within forty-five minutes he was...

It was getting late, about nine in the evening, when she started stripping her clothes off. She left nothing on her body and tied her hair up. She breathed deeply and walked towards the door and kneeled. Master is coming home any moment now and she wants to be prepared or else she’d be punished. Biting her lips, she looked around, her eyes scanning the room looking for anything that was out of place. Satisfied that the ro...

“This is it. He’s coming here.” She bites her lips as she reads the flight details he sent via email. They’ve been chatting and exchanging emails for over a year now, talking about everything and anything under the sun. The connection was there from the very start, the light teasing and easy flirting, the random topics and jokes, and the companionship. It was a bit hard with the time difference, him being busy with his wo...

It’s late at night when he got back home. All the lights were closed, the interior of the house dark. He sighed in frustration and leaned against his car. Apparently, she didn’t wait for him to get home before going to sleep. Not that he blamed her with all the late nights he had been working. Come to think of it, he had been barely able to kiss her goodbye this morning. He gathered his bag and other documents and fumbled...

It has been 10 days 8 hours and 45 minutes since Catherine Trace tied up Dan. It’s not like she’s counting the hours but, okay, she is counting the days and hours and minutes and fine, add 35 seconds to the time. Catherine sighed and laid her head on her desk. “He’s driving me nuts with that promise.” She thought and remembered the night when she tied him up. The night didn’t end with one orgasm, or two, or three or even...

He was tired. Really tired. His day in the hospital has been long and tiring. All he wanted now is a glass of whiskey and a bed and fine, a woman to warm his bed. Dan Wildreese, a surgeon in his mid-thirties is currently contemplating whether to sleep in his car or actually find energy to crawl to his bed to sleep. “It’s not like I’ll get a good sleep here in my car, might as well drag my ass to my bed. Hopefully I’ll mak...