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
BDSM fantasy
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
Wicked Naughty Interlude 5
Olivia, lying face down on the massage table, was absorbed by the warm, relaxed feeling of the massage she was experiencing. Betsy and Candace had worked their way down to her feet, and olivia was moaning softly with pleasure. As they finished working on her feet, olivia vaguely wondered what would happen next. "All finished?" It was … Continue reading Wicked Naughty Interlude 5
Wicked Naughty Interval 4
As Olivia was led down the hall, her wrist firmly held in Betsy's grasp, she felt as if this must be happening to somebody else. She was no longer concerned about being the one naked woman in the room, but she was a bit anxious about what was going to happen next. Sir Jon had prepared her … Continue reading Wicked Naughty Interval 4
Wicked Naughty Interval 3 and Xmas
The two wonen standing in the doorway were not dressed in cute, kinky attire, they looked more like yoga teachers. Olivia felt even more aware of her own exposed state and moved to cover her breasts. Nora quickly stopped her, 'No, Olivia, put your hands behind your back, please, when you feel an urge to cover up. That's … Continue reading Wicked Naughty Interval 3 and Xmas
Wicked Naughty Interlude 2 (& More)
Nora took Olivia by the wrist, and smiled at Sir Jon.”Let’s go into the small conference room and we can go over what services you want for your submissive.” Turning, she led the way down a short hallway and into a pleasant room. There was a desk and a couple of comfortable chairs to one side, with … Continue reading Wicked Naughty Interlude 2 (& More)
The Spanking
She headed for bed with a heavy heart. Her optimistic expectations about a project at work had been dashed. She was disappointed and anxious and out of sorts. He was reading, sitting comfortably in his chair. "Hey," he said. "Come here," adding gently, "Please." She turned toward him, "Of course, Sir," and he saw the sadness in her … Continue reading The Spanking
Sunday Snippet
She woke up warm and cozy in bed, rolled over thinking more sleep would be nice. But just as she was about to doze back off, her eyes popped back open. Sunday! It was Sunday! What time... omg. Already 7:00. No time to waste lollygagging around in bed. (That made her giggle to herself - … Continue reading Sunday Snippet
O, Please, Sir, Not the Clamps… (Part 3)
And finally, "Five," she said. Sir removed the ice from her nipple, which was still freezing, but he closed his mouth around it, all hot and wet, and she moaned with pleasure. He sucked and nibbled for a bit, and it was like he was tugging on a direct line to the heat at her … Continue reading O, Please, Sir, Not the Clamps… (Part 3)
Olivia 