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Monthly Archives: March 2011
“On your knees, middle of the bed, slut” yes, Master He pulls, tugs, arranges. Pays special attention to my nipple. “just a little peek today,” He says, the smile wide in His voice. “just so they can see My little … Continue reading
i look around. Not much has changed since my last visit here. Not that i expected it to, really, but somehow in my head it was bigger. i don’t really want to sit and thumb through 2-year-old copies of Downeast, … Continue reading
She bent over the bed, tugging at the stubborn corner pocket of the fitted sheet. Fucking thing always got stuck half-way over, and she always had to crawl up the bed to wrest it into position. She always tried to … Continue reading
She woke first the next morning. Her hair was matted and sticky, her hands still bound in the rope her Master had wrapped them in. They’d both been pretty wasted when they’d passed out. Sex-drunk, she thought with a smile. … Continue reading
i would like to thank Will Crimson from Erotic Writers Blog for being my co-writer for Chapter 4 (and hopefully, the ensuing chapters). He has added invaluable male perspective as the Master’s voice…thank You, Will…your notes add depth to the … Continue reading
She straddled the Cowboys lap, facing her Master. She felt his thick hard hands grabbing her hips, pulling her ass back against his belly. She could also feel the thickness of his cock pressing against her butt. Her eyes met … Continue reading
She knew her instructions. He’d been very explicit in His emails. He would come to her, they would have time together, then He would go. She must remain where He left her until she counted to 99. Then she was … Continue reading
He took a ton of pics this time. A ton. In all my shoes. In many positions. He started to take this one, the bright white comforter offsetting my lovely RFM shoes…. …so i said, “Master, if You’re going … Continue reading
She stood exactly where He had asked her to. The light had leached out of the day, yet the glow from the Lincoln Memorial washed around her, casting a nimbus around her. She was breathtaking. She stood, still, silent, eyes … Continue reading