Show your Lines

“These are chapters six and seven of “My Long Affair”:”

Chapter VI

David called and arranged for our next rendezvous to take place late Wednesday night the next week. He said I should wear as little as possible and meet him at an old Holiday Inn off the highway. I put on a miniskirt and crop top and drove out to the hotel to meet him. The lot was crowded and, although it was near midnight, there were still a bunch of young men wandering from one room to another. Seems there was a college team spending the night at the hotel and they were in no rush to go to bed. But I was. Read the rest of this entry »

Have you ever had fiery make-up sex, where there was a mix of anger and passion, where the passion and longing for one another was undeniable, but neither one wanted to relinquish control nor the earlier offense perceived by the other one? Well, that is what sex was like with David.

David and I met at a house party. When he entered the house, he quickly introduced himself and his beautiful wife to everyone present. Upon approaching my husband and I, David smiled and reached for my hand, gently guiding my hand to his lips saying, “Who is this beautiful woman?” As my husband introduced us to him, David placed a single kiss on the back of my hand. Instantly, I was taken with his smile and gentlemen-like manners. Read the rest of this entry »

It started months ago, when i met Him online. He was like no one i had ever met before. We had talked about several different sexual scenarios, and what turned us on. One of several things that turned both of us on was lactation; the idea of feeding Him from my own breasts. He had mentioned that there were ways of making this happen, without a woman actually being pregnant, and i decided to look into it further, and see how to do it.

i found out that a woman could bring the milk in by having her breasts massaged and sucked on regularly. Well, i decided to put a plan into action. i knew it would take months for this to happen, but i also knew that there wasn”t any way that i would be able to meet Him in person for at least that long. So, i devised a schedule, First thing in the morning, when i took my shower, i would spend 10 minutes just playing with my titties, kneading and massaging my huge titties, then pinching and pulling at my nipples. The next step was my favorite, spending another 10 minutes (or longer, depending on how good it was feeling) using my mouth to suck hard on the nipples. i repeated this 4 times a day, everyday. Read the rest of this entry »

Slave’s head felt like it was caught in a steel vice. Mistress had him in a headscissors, her bodybuilder’s thighs wrapped around his skull from behind as she sat on the couch of her bedroom, the knee-high black leather boots she wore locked at the ankles. She was scissoring him hard, pulsing the massive, 30-inch thighs on his head, and slave whimpered like a stuck pig.

“Say it, headscissor slave,” Mistress growled, holding the seat cushions of the couch in her fists. “Say it!”

“Please, Mistress….may I … have…another?” slave squeaked. Read the rest of this entry »

“Cholet, come and sit by me” he called softly.

She turned to face him, his eyes bright and that tender loving smile across his face and moved to kneel at his side. His hand dropped to the side and lightly ran through her long thick red hair. He loved her hair; he loved to touch it and knew she felt it. It was like her hair had nerves and every touch would make her tingle all over. She sighed quietly and tilted her head into his palm. She closed her eyes, completely absorbed in his presence, knowing she was his for as long as he wanted her. Read the rest of this entry »

It was a cool, violet evening in late September. The glow from the fireplace lit the living room in a feverish crimson glow as the branches from the old oak tree delicately brushed their tips over the front window. I sipped my wine slowly, relishing its tangy flavor.

At precisely 9:30 pm, the doorbell chimed. A deliberate smile played across my lips as I rose to greet my guest, pleased at his punctuality.

I opened the front door and there he stood, impeccably groomed as usual, with his dark hair neatly styled, pale face smoothly and freshly shaven, and smelling lightly of Burberry for men, the cologne he knew I especially enjoyed on him. In his arms he held a large rectangular box, elegantly wrapped in blue paper with a silver bow fixed to it. Read the rest of this entry »

It promised to be a hard evening. My client was a newcomer, and I always have some feelings of trepidation before meeting a new client, after all it’s impossible to really analyse someone completely, over the phone, and the phone is how I get most of my clients.

This one said his name was Jim, he claimed that he wanted to be my slave. He said he was experienced and prepared for all the punishment and humiliation I could hand out. All of which may be true, but until I get a slave in my own hands, I never know whether they can cope with me. Read the rest of this entry »

“Author’s note:

This story is intended as humor, not as material for a quick wank, so be warned. It’s not meant to be funny, either. Just amusing.

My thanks go out to all those writers who produce well written, will imagined, detailed and erotic stories on web sites and forums such as this. Without reading quality work, I wouldn’t have bothered to submit my own. This is not otherwise consciously based on any one writer, idea or work. All characters are fictitious (unfortunately), and any similarity… Read the rest of this entry »

“David, we need you to go to New York for a week, is that OK?”

These were the words that greeted Dave Christopher as he walked into the MD`s office. It always raised a smile upon his face when the Managing Director called me David. It was Dave to everyone else, and he knew it, but Dave supposed that it was his way of showing his authority.

“Absolutely fine Sir,” replied Dave” but what am I going there for?”

“We need someone to set up, and initiate their new operating system, and as you designed it, we feel you are the obvious choice. I was hoping that you would agree Dave, and took the liberty of telling them to expect you at 8am, one week on Monday.” Read the rest of this entry »

Had it really been a year since my capture? My beloved Master announced the week before that our anniversary was near, and he had a special plan to celebrate it. I could only nod my surprise, as the time had passed so swiftly.

“A year…” I repeated.

He looked closely at me.

“Any regrets, my sweetness?” he asked.

“Never,” I answered, my arms winding around his neck as my lips met his. “Every day I wonder how I lived without your touch.”

Strong fingers wound through my hair, dragging my head back until my neck stretched tight. His mouth lowered, and I moaned at the slight pain of his bite. My body began to melt as he held me, now sucking the flesh. Read the rest of this entry »