Check-in is smooth, and the room is nice. i like having a microwave and refrigerator, even if i probably won't use them. I set my suitcase on the ottoman and open it, ready to unpack. But i pause - what did the text say? Glancing at my phone - oh, yes. It's pretty clear. When … Continue reading The Fantasy Begins II
Fantasy
The Fantasy Begins
It's not Story of O, i remind myself. You're not getting dropped off at the door, stripped of underwear, handed over to people who will take your clothes away. You've already gotten yourself waxed, pussy, legs and underarms are all hair free zones. All you have to do is check into your hotel, get ready, … Continue reading The Fantasy Begins
Fantasy Abounds
He sent me a list of his toys. He = OG. Toys = belts and floggers and paddles and crops. A cane - not rattan but fiberglass. All the expected props - collars and cuffs, ball gags and butt plugs, oh, my. He likes the same (kinky) books I like. Not that he agreed with … Continue reading Fantasy Abounds
Fantasy Moment 10-18
Naked, of course, even though i am more comfortable when he lets me wear something. Never anything that would get in the way of his hands or mouth, not for more than the second it takes to push the material aside, to pull it off. Never clothing that would get in the way of his … Continue reading Fantasy Moment 10-18
A Moment
The softest rope around my wrists holds them together, My collar is leather, a ring of metal in front, He attaches the rope to the hook, secure, my hands are secure. He taps my inner thigh, wider, he says, wider, and the rope around each ankle is secured. Exposed. Bend over, he says, and i … Continue reading A Moment
Thoughts 10-1
i've had a little piece of a fantasy. My Dom (in the fantasy) punishes me for breaking the rules about speech by putting a clothes pin on my tongue. i am fascinated by the image and by imagining the feel of it. No, we do not have a clothespin this i can try to discover … Continue reading Thoughts 10-1
Just a Story
i dreamt last night (this part is true) that i was with two men - maybe having coffee with them. They were Doms but didn't know i was submissive. Then one of them asked me, "Well, if you know about BDSM, do you have a role? What are you in that world?" And i felt … Continue reading Just a Story
Touch
It's been a long time since i've been touched in a sexual or kinky way. Years. i guess if someone did, i might spontaneously combust and just go up in flames. i ran across this quote today and it made me smile: “So she thoroughly taught him that one cannot take pleasure without giving pleasure, … Continue reading Touch
When He Says No
It is the coolness in his voice that does it, the way he looks at me when he says, "No. I told you 'no,' and you knew then that there would be punishment if you didn't think I meant it." i can't protest, the gag allows only moans, noises without form. i bow my head. "Down," … Continue reading When He Says No
Now
"Now," he says. i glance up - now, what? "Sir?" i say. "Now," he says, "It's time for you to come to bed. It's almost midnight." "Yes - yes, Sir, i am coming, i just need to finish..." but he raises that eyebrow, and i sigh. "Yes, Sir," closing my laptop as i say it. … Continue reading Now
Olivia 