‘I’ve never done this before, you have to show me…’
‘Yes Ma’am, I’ll show you, here…like this, you can do it like this…’
‘Like this boy?’
‘No, you can do it tighter… there… and then…’
‘Tight enough now? And what if I do it up this way? How’s that?…’
‘That’s good…nice… but you can be much rougher with me…you are holding back…’
‘Yes, yes, I am… until I see the impact… ok… this? How’s this … Continue Reading
I pass you some cards, face down on the table and wait for you to select one and turn it up, watching your expression as you do. And it makes me smile because of course what is on the cards is random, scary, fun, silly, painful, horrible, delicious. And for once, I let you keep your clothes on because it makes you feel safe and protected, and the cards will take care of that soon … Continue Reading
I put you to bed at 5am, some four hours ago, and I am thinking about you now, trying to work, instead, thinking about you, naked and tied, thinking about you saying ‘thank you Ma’am’ to me, thinking about you, and it’s incredibly hot. I have the entire reel in my head and I play it with different themes (hard, hissy, snarly ‘get on that bed now, boy’ with slapping and spitting; or it being … Continue Reading
See this boy here… 6’, dark hair, expressive mouth, pretty eyes, clean shaven… he’s articulate, intelligent, slightly bruised but still usable…
(lift your shirt, boy)
… yes, yes, you can see that bit of damage there, but it doesn’t impact his performance… he’s available to you… you want him?
(turn around, boy)
… well for anything really, doesn’t matter… no, it’s not up to him… yes, well a gag and some restraints will take care … Continue Reading
He is restrained on the bed, he is spent, his skin glistening with sweat, his chest rising and falling quickly, his mouth open as he tries to catch his breath. I have left him for a moment and he opens his eyes to scan the room for me. He finds me at the foot of the bed, gazing at him as prey, still hungry. I climb onto the bed between his spread ankles. He lifts … Continue Reading
You’re naked, I’m clothed.
You’re sitting in a chair, looking up at me, waiting, anticipating. You are not restrained this time. I smile at you, and drink in your return half smile. A questioning look on your face, but you know better than to ask.
I pull my skirt slowly up my thighs, your smile widens as you watch. I see you twitch, your cock already getting hard. I approach you and straddle your legs, … Continue Reading
When I get like this… when I get like this, I can’t breath. My whole body is wired, hyper-aware and it feels like I am huge, like I am bursting out of my skin, like the body that contains me isn’t big enough to hold this feeling, will explode with it, like my skin will split and I will not slowly bleed out of it as much as burst out in a new guise.
And … Continue Reading