"Come here," he said. Quickly, she put down her book and approached him. He was settled comfortably in his chair, a plush leather recliner. He was not reclining. She hesitated just inside the room, thinking he might need her to bring him something. "Yes, Sir?" "No, come here," he said, gesturing to the kneeling bench … Continue reading Guilt Free
BDSM fantasy
Prelude Part 5
Amelia felt overwhelmed. Too many people, too much going on. She had begun to feel safe with Josh, but all these people stopping to talk to him, and the undercurrents of conversation that she didn't understand, it all made her anxious. She was trying to smile but her lips felt cold and stiff. If only Sara had been here, … Continue reading Prelude Part 5
Prelude Part 4
The dungeon was in the downtown area, but not the nicest part of town. It had once been a warehouse, converted to offices. The kink community, financed substantially by a few wealthier members, had bought the building and redesigned it. It was considered the premiere dungeon in the region and kinksters came from all over for the events … Continue reading Prelude Part 4
Prelude Part 3 (Formerly And the Beat Goes On…)
Amelia was lost in thought for a moment, just trying to process what was happening. She had done all kinds of reading about BDSM; factual books like The Ethical Slut and novels like Masters of the Castle. But it had all seemed like fantasy. Now she was experiencing a little taste of it. Thrilling and terrifying, she thought. Ok, … Continue reading Prelude Part 3 (Formerly And the Beat Goes On…)
Prelude (Formerly The Beat Goes On, Part 2)
Amelia watched the exuberant young woman hugging Josh from the back, but glanced away when he pushed his chair back and pulled her around and into his lap. The other woman squealed, and Amelia smiled, a bit ruefully. Of course he would be with someone who was young and sexy. Fifty-two years old, Amelia thought, what am … Continue reading Prelude (Formerly The Beat Goes On, Part 2)
And the Beat Goes On…
"No," she said. He looked at her curiously. "No? I didn't ask you anything." She laughed, "But you were about to ask me if you could sit here, weren't you?" The coffee shop was crowded, there weren't any other tables left, and he definitely had the look of someone searching for a seat. "Oh, you're waiting for someone," … Continue reading And the Beat Goes On…
Rushing Through
"Hey, whoa, hang on..." "Oh! I'm sorry, Sir - I didn't see you there - I'm just.." "I know you didn't see me! You almost ran right into me. Where are you going in such a big hurry?" "Just getting more coffee. I wanted to get some more work done before you got up. So I was rushing." She felt herself … Continue reading Rushing Through
Intentions, Fantasy, and Acceptance
It's funny - at least I guess it's funny - that when I start to write a fantasy now, it is always Sir Jon's face, his voice, his preferences that show up for me. Not haha funny of course. But not odd-funny either, because of course he shows up when I think about being Dom'ed, being used, … Continue reading Intentions, Fantasy, and Acceptance
Wicked Naughty Interlude 7
Bound to the massage table, her wrist cuffs attached to rings in the sides of the table, Olivia was unable to get up or even try to protect herself from the belt. Her ass was raised, ankle cuffs fastened so that her legs were spread, leaving her most sensitive parts exposed. And she was completely focused on … Continue reading Wicked Naughty Interlude 7
Wicked Naughty Interval 6
Smack! Sir Jon's hand landed on her other ass cheek and she moaned, but relaxed into the sting. He continued spanking her, alternating cheeks. Bound to the massage table as she was, olivia could not escape the blows. And she didn't really want to escape. Sir Jon paused every few spanks and rubbed her ass, or ran his hand over … Continue reading Wicked Naughty Interval 6
Olivia 