They let her sit up, a soft blanket under her, made her scoot forward so her legs dangled off the side of the raised platform. They spread her knees wide. Then they removed her blindfold and she looked around, blinking rapidly as her eyes adjusted to the light. Glancing down, she was shocked to see … Continue reading Moments {5}
Training school
Moments {4}
She was barely aware of the door opening, so distracted by the nipple clamps that she was not paying attention. Kneeling, hands behind her back, the bite of the clamps was almost overwhelming as they were placed on her nipples again. She tossed her head from side to side as if that would relieve the … Continue reading Moments {4}
Moments {3}
After she heard the door close, she didn't know what to do. She was still blindfolded and she had no idea what was around her. She was almost positive that one of the men was still in the room with her, but didn't know how close he was or if he was watching her. She … Continue reading Moments {3}
Moments {2}
It was her lover who helped her to her feet. He allowed her to stretch her arms, wiggling her shoulders, and then raised her hands, placing them behind her head, right at the nape of her neck. She was still blindfolded. "I'm going to claim you," he said. "I'll ask you to submit to my … Continue reading Moments {2}
Moments {1}
She is kneeling, head bent, naked. Hands clasped behind her back, rocked back on her heels, knees open. She has been shaved, or maybe waxed; in any case, her pussy is bare and exposed. Her hair is long, braided. She is blindfolded. The men standing around her are dressed, one of them very formally in … Continue reading Moments {1}
Training – Part III
{If you're just now joining us, Part I is here, and Part II is here.} i don't know how long i kneel waiting for Sir Michael, my lover, and Sir Joseph, a virtual stranger, to finish their whiskey and tea. It is Sir Michael who comes back to me first. "It's time to choose," he … Continue reading Training – Part III
Training – Part II
i had not noticed that the woman who let us in had come back into the room. She is carrying a tray with two cups and what i imagine can only be a pot of tea. She sets the tray down on a small table and then turns to Sir Joseph. "What else would you … Continue reading Training – Part II
Training – Part I
"But - what kind of training school is it?" i ask, naively, i realize now. "For submissives, of course," he says, smiling at me, one hand fisted in my hair. "I would want you to go on Friday afternoon, after work, and stay the weekend -well, through Monday really, since it's a three day weekend." … Continue reading Training – Part I
