Protected: Seconds.

The fantasy of fucking her immediately after she had been fucked played on his mind. The very idea of putting his cock inside that wet cunt was too good to ignore. He knew she would make it happen. She loved to please. She lived to please. Oh…

Protected: The Meal. Fantasy.

He sits at the head of the table where he belongs. She sits opposite dressed in the clothes he’d selected earlier. The whore looks as she should. The black corset has the desired effect, her breasts squeezed tight, almost spilling out. Although,…

Protected: Mr Big.

I wanted to kiss you tonight. There. I fucking said it. I wanted to kiss you too. I guess it was then that the decision was made. They would kiss. They would start there. The whore and the whoremonger. She with ten thousand lovers and him…

Protected: The Couple.

It starts with a late night call.  Will you see us? Why not? It’s been a while.  Come. It’s always about the balance of power.  My house.  My rules.  There are no rules.  Let’s see where the energy takes us.  I read it when they…

Protected: The Cuckold. TBC.

The voice on the end of the phone.  He is nervous.  He doesn’t know if she is the real deal.  His palms are sweaty and his cock limp.  It isn’t that his cock is even that small but it is most definitely unworthy.  He knows that much…

Protected: The Vial.

It would be true to write that I am his muse. This thing of ours has changed the game. The game has two players and one coach. And now I am going to write in free fall so you might get a glimpse from behind the curtain. It has been ten days…

Protected: Paul E.

He was always going to make an impact. From the moment he stepped inside she’d felt a frisson of excitement. Different. Sometimes the energy two people make together creates more than sparks, it brings forth two animals who peer out from underneath…

Protected: The Sex. God.

It had started that morning with a man whose need was to be owned. He fed off her words of humiliation and contempt like a kid in a candy store. Of course, she didn’t touch his worthless cock nor was he given permission to touch her Goddess…

Protected: The Office. Fantasy.

She takes her time getting ready, freshly waxed, hot shower, perfume (Christian Dior - Addict), stockings, heels, white bra, white shirt, black skirt, black heels. Her hair is a wild mess of curls as though she has just walked along the beach…

Protected: The Day We Met.

I was rested.  I was ready.  Come.  And there you were.  I laughed inwardly when I heard myself audibly gasp at the sight of you.  You with the sunglasses you with the smile and the confidence exuding from every pore of your body.  Suddenly…