Greetings once again, my sensual sensation seekers. The Marquis of Mayfair is here to indulge your voyeuristic voracity by continuing my sumptuous seasonal story. Ah yes, we last left our dear Alexander and Elara in their lovers' embrace, basking in the aftermath of the newfound pleasure my luxurious gift delivered, both blissfully unaware of what truly lies ahead. You see, the first kink of Christmas was but a gentle awa...

He felt alive, like a man possessed by newfound confidence. His love for Elara was more vivid than ever, and his natural desire to protect and provide seemed supercharged. Yet, alongside this, he felt suddenly masterful and dominant. He was an accomplished academic with a successful career as a private equity manager, he was not a weak man but this was a new level of confidence and assertiveness he was experiencing. In th...

I can't believe my time with John is coming to an end. Luke asked him to cut short my training. I feel guilty for wishing I could stay with Master John a little longer. I wanted so much for Luke to be proud of me, but now my head is all confused. It doesn't help that I suspect Master John feels the same. This morning, he explained that I'd have to take my test tonight. He seemed quite nervous. "It'll be tough, Olivia, but...

The morning at the office is going well. At least, as well as it can be since I've been made the place's bitch. I'm sitting at reception, wearing what looks more like a schoolgirl's uniform from a porno rather than a work-appropriate outfit. I'm anticipating the naughty things the lawyers will make me do at lunchtime when a noise snaps me out of my daydreams. In front of me, a customer is getting impatient. Tall, with a t...

"I think the house could do with a bit of a clean today," you announce one Saturday afternoon. "So, since you enjoy all those historical fantasies so much, today you can play the part of a servant." You pull out a bag and tell me, "Take your uniform upstairs and change into it. You can't wear anything that isn't provided in this bag. I will have a few items to add when you come back downstairs." I take the bag upstairs, g...

This is meant to be an audio-only post (see Author's Notes) but I'm posting the "script" below since I have to put something here.) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Come over here and stand in front of me, pet. Spread your legs and put your hands behind your head. Now, we need to have a little talk. You’ve been a naughty little brat lately, haven’t you? Questioning m...

I’ve never wanted to be leashed. It’s on my Soft No list – something I MIGHT try, but with no guarantee I’ll want to continue with it. Somehow, even though in true BDSM fashion, I know the sub is leashed only with her or his consent, it just seemed demeaning to me. Nonetheless, Ard Ri’ requested that we try one evening – at home with just the two of us – a naked/leashing experiment. I trust him implicitly, so I agreed, kn...

The door to the hotel room closes, and we move towards one another and kiss. One last lingering kiss in the corridor. Then we go to your car, dropping the room key off at reception on the way, and you drive me back into town so that I can walk home from there, as we don't want to risk you dropping me off near where I live. Forty-eight days until we can fuck each other again. ... The door to the hotel room closes, and we m...

I had no specific plans for the evening until I saw your naked body as I walked in the door. You kneel, legs spread, collar on, and leash in hand. The look on your face as you see me is a soothing balm from the long workday; one of pure joy at the sight of me. You lean back, presenting your perfect body for my viewing enjoyment, while offering me the end of the leash. I drop my bag and keys on the floor. With two hands I...