A Room for Jade

A long time ago I read a piece of erotica set in a conference room, in which the goings-on were anything but a professional meeting. Coercive rather than consensual, it skirted the edges of CNC. That bit of sexiness has stayed in my mind ever as since, and fueled many…

Homecoming

This morning I sat on the edge of his bed and leaned over as he pulled my face toward him. I rubbed my face against the silky bulge of his cock inside his boxers, having missed this particular ritual while I was gone. Not only this, of course, but I…

A Task and an Assist

The Hypnotist has given me a task to complete each day I am on vacation. Along with my usual requirement to request permission to pee, I have to have two orgasms a day for him, one before noon and one after. I can’t actually recall if it is part of…

Contradictions

I wander through the quiet house this morning, picking up the detritus from last night. An abandoned glass, half-full, clothes on the floor in a heap, a lap blanket, a pair of shoes. My rings and phone and watch. I think about him, going about his morning routine, here, in…

New Rules

We’re playing by his rules now. I have a feeling that means we both win.

The Sea She is a Stern Mistress

Sitting outside on the deck of our AirBnB in Cabo San Lucas, eating a dinner of homemade steak fajitas with sauteed peppers, mushrooms and onions wrapped in fresh, handmade corn tortillas, I realized I needed to get another post in yet this week (actually two). Or, maybe, the D-type man…