If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. "Very slowly," he said, "lower your mouth and let your tongue touch me. Not the tip, just the flat part of your tongue." As she followed this direction, letting the taste of him fill her, he smiled. "Such a good girl," he said, stroking her … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 10

{I know, it's not April anymore! But I think I'm stuck with this silly title. I had no idea this would turn into a saga...} If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. He stood, and took her hand, as if she were a child. It seemed surreal to her, that she was … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 9

In that moment, there was nothing she wanted more than to kneel in front of him and taste his cock. Lick it thoroughly, suck it into her mouth, taking it deeper until it struck the back of her throat, making her gag. It always amazed her how much she loved that. But, “Not yet,” he … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 8

“Good girl,” he said, and it was obvious he was really pleased. “Come. Over the arm of the chair please, yes, like that.” She was familiar with this position, draped over the arm of his chair, ass up. He stood at her side. Pulled the ottoman over so the instruments - the wooden spoon, the … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 7

It didn't take him long to find the part he wanted, toward the beginning, when O had been whipped for the first time. She listened intently as he read aloud, In his lovely voice, how they had explained to O what the rules were, that she would be whipped every night for any infractions she … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 6

He had come up behind her so quietly, she didn't realize he was there until she felt his hand fisting in her hair at the nape of the neck. Then she gasped, her heart leaping in shock. She felt his breath close to her ear, and, ""Don't move," he said. Quickly, he pulled out the … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 5

Standing in the corner, nose almost to the wall, always made her acutely aware of her submission. The plug in her ass added to that immensely. It was not something she would have chosen for herself, there was always some resistance to it. Once it was in, she adjusted, at least, her body adjusted, it … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 4

He made her bend over placing her arms on the ottoman, opening her legs wide. She was still blindfolded, all of her exposed to his gaze, his hands. She waited. And then she smelled lube. She winced, wondering which plug she was about to have inserted. She wanted to ask, but knew better. His finger … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 3

{Borrowing a page from Naughty Nora, if you missed Part I or Part II of this, you can find them at the links below.} Part I - Part II Selena shook her head. She was still feeling a bit fuzzy after the fantasy she'd had, still hadn't absorbed the idea that this very real man … Continue reading And Then He Was There – III