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

i imagine (13)

{If you’re just starting to read now, here’s the beginning of this story.  After that beginning, it’s all “i imagine” by the numbers.} He leans forward, stokes her hair, kisses the top of her head.  i want to die. "I would make you cum," he says - to her - "but your Sir tells me … Continue reading i imagine (13)

i imagine (12)

{If you’re just starting to read now, here’s the beginning of this story.  After that beginning, it’s all “i imagine” by the numbers.} Sir Martin's cock.  i lick delicately around the head, tracing the rim with the tip of my tongue.  i lick across the head with the flat of my tongue, looking up at … Continue reading i imagine (12)

i imagine (9)

{If you're just starting to read now, here's the beginning of this story.  After that beginning, it's all "i imagine" by the numbers.} My room is sparse.  i decorated it myself, mostly, and i love it.  Like a college dorm room, there are two twin beds, each with its own tiny closet and dresser drawers, … Continue reading i imagine (9)

i imagine (7)

i'm still reeling from the spanking, and have fallen deep into that submissive space where i can no longer think straight, or really think at all.  i'm desperately longing for more touch, but i also want desperately to please Sir Martin. So when he says, "I'll ask you again.  In terms of what you need … Continue reading i imagine (7)