In the realms of passion many may excel in bed But for me true significance lies in integrity Someone once said “The one who carries self-respect is a precious gem In love and intimacy they're the true the rarest of them”. She told me “Your kisses assuage my every peaking nerve so the fear within me vanishes like ghosts creaking in the attic I feel alive endowed as yours beyond sanctified pressing against your lips. He ga...
God, it's raining hard. I should consider myself lucky, I guess. I’m at a bus stop with a roof and three sides. Work was a bitch, and then walking to the stop in the rain. Is that a phone ringing? I looked around and found it beneath the bench. When I looked at it, it said Joel. I answered, “Hello?” I heard a man’s voice, deep and almost hypnotic in its resonance, say, “Marci? Is that you? You don’t sound normal.” “Ah, no...
Blazing in Halloween lust fever, warm and sticky juices dripped on my thighs as my first Dom plundered deep and hard into my cave of wanton desire. His heavy hands gripped my hips, spanking stronger. His humongous member thrust like an angry piston until all was intolerable. "Pumpkin!" He pumped in. Rougher. Spanking harder. "Pumpkin!!!" He fucked me more like a ravenous devil. Unable to take more, I disengaged and cried....
Jessica was twenty-nine and very happy with her life. She had a good job, holding a senior position in a financial services firm, and that enabled her to afford an expensive flat and a whole range of lovely clothes both for the office and her busy social life. At the office and in her social life she was seen as an alpha female who everyone respected. She knew, though, that she wasn't mentally an alpha but saw the benefit...
I turned off the video. This discussion didn't need to be taped. It was just us pouring out bleeding hearts on each other, trying to figure out if there was any way to save this fucking marriage. Karen had created this disaster, though I was probably partly to blame. However, I am unsure how, but part of it had to be my fault. I took down the tripod, put away the cell phone, and shut down my computer as Karen looked at me...
You ask me how I became the sex slave of a much older woman? Honestly, I think you’re asking the wrong question, if you don’t mind me saying. What you should be asking me is how it took so long. Because, some things are more of an inevitability than a random occurrence. Like water flowing downhill or a meteorite falling to earth, the path that I found myself walking during that endless, warm summer was one that had only o...
My morning run is a sacred time for me. It is time to clear my head and relish solitude and tranquility. Living in a small town often feels like living under a microscope, where everyone knows everyone else's business. That is precisely why I cherish my run; hardly anyone ever ventures onto this old logging trail. I have crossed paths with more bears than people here. I've stopped even bringing my phone; it is a complete...
They lay in bed for a while afterwards. Derek went home and Jake and Jenny went up to bed. He wanted to talk. He was unsure once again about whether or not they were doing the right thing; the collapse of Alan and Kirsty’s marriage loomed large in his thoughts. However, Jenny put it all into perspective. “Look, they came to you because they were desperate for a child and neither of them wanted to go through all the hassle...
I blindfold you and tie your hands together above your head. Not painfully, just so you can't touch me. I like looking at you naked on the bed. I sit at your side, not touching you yet, just looking at your body. Breathing, you can hear me well with your eyes covered. I kiss your lips, my breasts brushing your chest, and then I move away. My knee touches your hip. I get up and stand at your feet, your lovely body before m...
The Erotic Trade Show Part Two After the ordeal on the Discipliner, and the talking to by Samantha, the remainder of the first day at the show was occupied largely by wandering from exhibit to shop to demonstration, collecting and blagging as many free samples as possible. I suspect that I was mostly in a dream world and contributed little to the general fun but I did my best not to be grumpy nor a drain on the good spiri...
The time between high school and college was strange. We all searched for our place and mostly fumbled about. Clicks and popularity contests are the everyday event. My mind and thoughts drifted from reality and took me somewhere new. She moved so gracefully up the stairs. Her hair swung, almost floating around her, while her smile emanated warmth and cheer to whoever saw it. She was wearing her cheerleading skirt, which s...
Without any sound to listen to, it was so strange to watch the view of my own living room via the network of hidden cameras that Liam had installed. Every sight of them was fed to my mind through the filter of lust, as the slow rhythmic fucking of my ass was steadily increasing my arousal. Liam sat in a chair near me, sipping his beer and watching along with me. I would occasionally glance over at him or look downward to...
Jack decided today was the day he would call at the house he had been monitoring. Jack was forty-two, and the road warden on one of six private roads totaling about a hundred houses. He usually collected the subs and hand-delivered any papers. He had been asked by the committee to monitor the comings and goings of this particular house because it was noted by the others in the road that whilst the lady who owned the house...
Chapter 6: Cleansed = "Wake up, Baby K!" I rolled over, rubbed my eyes, and sat up from a deep sleep. Daddy was standing by the door. "Get up, get dressed, and come down to serve me breakfast. You’re back on maid duty. Baaba is already in the kitchen cooking." "I’m sorry, Daddy, I don’t have any way of setting an alarm. Thank you, Daddy." I rushed around, had a quick wash, brushed my teeth, and opened the parcels with my...
Steaming, stewing, simmering. There were lots of ways to describe his escalating displeasure including, unfortunately, resignation. They had agreed to meet at home at 5 pm after work on Friday to throw their packed bags in the car and head out on their weekend away. It was now 6:30 pm and there remained no sign of Tanya’s car. His texts since 4 pm going unanswered. The last one he received simply said, “Grabbing a quick b...
