"Are you arguing with me?" he asked. Eyebrows raised, he almost sounded amused, but she knew it was a fine veneer of amusement. Underneath it was the expectation that she would obey. "No, Sir, not really - not arguing," she said. "Just - I don't understand why -" His laughter stopped her in mid sentence. … Continue reading The Preparation
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A Touch of Fantasy, Part 4
She curls herself in closer to him. On the floor at his feet, eyes closed, one arm on his leg, the other on the chair but pressed close to him. His body is warm, but the heat she had felt is wearing off. His hand is warm too, stroking her hair, and she tries to … Continue reading A Touch of Fantasy, Part 4
But I Don’t Want To
"But i don't want to, Sir," i say, and even i can hear the whine in my voice. He nods, his eyes moving across me, taking in every aspect of my naked body, kneeling in front of him. "Are you safe-wording?" he asks. "Cause I'm pretty sure that "i don't want to, Sir" is not … Continue reading But I Don’t Want To
Watch This – Dungeon Fantasy 1
"Do you wish it were you?" he asks. Without taking my eyes off the scene unfolding before me, i shrug. "I dunno. Maybe." "Is that how you answer me?" he asks, and there is laughter in his tone, but also a sharpness that had not been there before. i turn to look at him. "I'm … Continue reading Watch This – Dungeon Fantasy 1
The Fantasy Begins II
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 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
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
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
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