I stared at my office door, as if it would open via thought alone, revealing Tabby on her knees. A demonstration of her obedience. Her needs. My focus flicked between the door and the spreadsheet she'd asked me to review. I scrolled past endless columns o...
Diana had only been home a few days when James called. He apologized for not calling sooner, explaining that he had been moving into a sublet apartment in town for the summer as he would be working as a research assistant for one of his professors. Dian...
They knew each other by sight. But they had never seen each other before. They had been sexually intimate in ways most couples had never imagined. But they had never touched. They had been in a deeply committed relationship for months, learning to trust...
"Come and have a look at whether Kimmi has mended her ways." I, her dungeon Master opened the door to my invited guests. "See how she crawls to me, her dungeon Master when I leave a trail of chocolate." Using only her mouth, she gathered her favourite cho...
All night? His words reverberated in Marie's mind. Did he mean he was going to let her spend the night with him? She fervently wished he would. She so badly wanted him to hold her...and maybe he'd fuck her again, for longer this time—for real, if she coul...
Every streetlight made Marie cringe. It took all her willpower not to scrunch down in the seat, but she held her position, sitting up straight with her hands behind her head. She was trembling. She looked at him beseechingly, pleading with her eyes, but h...
The day was endless and agonizing for Marie. She'd been tempted to stay in bed. Surely, if she went to class and work and followed her normal routine, everyone who crossed her path would somehow be able to tell that she'd been a very, very naughty girl th...
Everything seemsOut of my reachLikeWater spiralling down a drainAn empty promise of rainConversations from yesterdayMusic playing too far awayHalf awake, half asleepIt doesn't take muchFor him to seepEasily into my mindThoughts spin and driftAnd effortles...
I had wondered what the night would bring when I received a text from him around two o'clock that afternoon, as the office had quieted into the post-lunch lull, with the words, “My place, tonight, 8pm. Let yourself in. I'll be waiting.” I didn't get much...
