The woman in the seat next to mine glanced at my carry-on and asked, “What’s Black Rose?” I never check my laptop case, but I have a luggage tag on it when I travel. It’s one of those tags that has a clear plastic pocket on one side to hold a business card, and that is the side that’s usually face up. But the other side bears the Black Rose name and logo, a signal to anyone who knows it that I’m not just another vanilla c...

We were sitting in a motel lounge when David whispered in my ear, “Take my cock out of my pants.” I never know when David will decide to assert his control over me. Even when he has me dress for the part, as he had that evening, in one of what he calls my high-class-slut outfits, sometimes he just shows me off to strangers and occasionally he does nothing at all. Giving up control to David is my way of getting past my inh...

I walked into my former boss, Ms. Pouvoir’s office without a knock or permission at 1:00. Her body immediately tensed at the affront someone would enter her domain without explicit permission, even though our appointment had been set an hour earlier. “Close the door,” she ordered without a glance up in my direction, looking busy with something more important on her laptop screen. I ignored her command, leaving the door wi...

Truck stops are good places for attending to all sorts of needs. Besides having gas and restrooms, the food’s usually okay and the portions are generous. I had just picked up my book and was starting to dig into my dinner when I spotted the driver of a car I’d seen several times in the last couple of hours. Now she was watching me, hands on shapely hips, and when she saw that she’d gotten my attention, she closed the gap...

Harvey kept me naked except for my new mules for the rest of the day, and then before dinner he had me change my shoes and again eat first before serving him and Aaron. Following a light supper he put me back up facing away from the guest-bathroom door and fastened the suspension cuffs around my wrists. I stood with my legs spread and my spike heels firmly planted, and my mind was at peace. “I want to show you some other...

Later that afternoon Aaron chatted with Harvey while he grilled chicken breasts on our patio grille and I put together a salad to accompany them. When the chicken was cooked Harvey told me to eat first and then I would serve the men. So I set two places on our dining-room table, wearing only my chain and my Louboutin heels, and then I ate quickly in the kitchen. The men seated themselves, Aaron at the head of the table an...

When we were back in our house Harvey returned to the chair he’d been using, Aaron sat back down on the couch across from him, and without prompting I again knelt on the pillow next to Harvey’s knee. “Dominance and submission is a head game, and as you can see Ann knows her place and her role in it for this weekend.” “She seems so passive,” Aaron observed. “It’s so different from how she usually is. Is using that name a t...

It takes me several weeks to recover from the extreme session Virginie put me through. These days of convalescence allow me to reflect on my situation and my true personality. I know I'm capable of accepting a certain level of pain and even enjoying it, I don't hide from it. However, it's not my deepest nature to submit to someone, to accept their dominance and suffer their torments. Whenever I close my eyes and let my mi...

“Honey, we need to talk.” I hated saying those words, they are a husband’s worst nightmare, but I had reached the end of my rope. We had just finished one of our Saturday-night BDSM-light sex scenes and we were lying on our backs next to each other on our king-size bed while sipping from bottles of ice-cold water. I’d prepared myself as I usually did, hoping for the best, but it had been a rather routine session. He’d spa...