"I'm having problems with my pet," Albertina began. "Just lately, Rex, he's, hmm, it's his behaviour." Sitting behind her desk, Elvira smiled helpfully at the distraught, leather-clad dominatrix. "His behaviour? He's housetrained, I take it?" "Of course," replied...
Inspired by "The Swing" (1766) Jean-Honore Fragonard (French, 1732-1806) I can see the painting from my place in the cloakroom. It's so lovely. When I'm alone, I can't stop staring at it. I want to find its secret. I'm quite sure there is a message in there for me,...
It was their last night in the woods, camping. Tomorrow, they'd pack up and go. Back to life, reality. The city, university. "So let me watch," David had said. And grinned at her, drunk on whiskey and beer. She shrugged, and he followed her away from the campfire. As...
"Drink this. The chloroform has left your throat dry." The voice echoes horribly and hurts my ears. My eyes won't focus in the too bright light. Thirst is tearing at my throat like a rabid dog. I bend my head and sip water from the cup being held to my lips. When it...
The invitation to dinner was unexpected. It came in the form of an email. It was very nice to meet you at the Consulate party on Tuesday night. Carmen and I are having a little dinner party on Friday and would be happy if you could join us. We realize that our villa...
It was getting harder for Joyce to drag herself out of bed, even harder for her to leave Ed alone to brood in the house. It had been seven months since the layoff. He had been so confident he'd find something else right away, but most of his leads had dried up, and...
I have a surprise for you. Carsons voice slide over her like honey, reminding her of the feel of his hands on her neck. She shifted the phone to her other ear and took a quick glance around the corner of her cubicle. The coast was clear. Am I going to like this...
He sits at the table with his associates and I stand at the door watching him, listening to him speak. I admire his hands and mouth, and imagine them possessing me, owning me, spanking me like he did last night at that same table while Madeleine watched. There, I said...
My trainer Case is oiling my skin, rubbing it down with a camphor salve that stinks to get the sensitivity down around my penis, the nipples, and behind my ears, erogenous zones where I'm sensitive. Doc Corman, the SFCC Certification medic is waiting beside Gerry,...
He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "She's quite exquisite." I simply nodded. "Is—" I silenced him with my finger and stood up, motioning for him to follow me out of the room. Waiting until he was through the doorway, I closed the door quietly behind him. "I'm...