I asked her why. Why do you make me cry? Why do you make me smile? Every time you speak to me. Why don’t you leave me be? To whither away in my misery. Why don’t you set me free? Why haven’t you given up on me? What have I done to you? To make […]

Do you think  I can make you wet If I swirl  my fingers inside  harder  faster I bet. Do you think  I can make you scream my name  If my tongue  swirls  inside and drinks your cream. Do you think  I can make them red even more  with a flick  of a tongue  or a […]

I woke up to the urge. The urge to masturbate. Masturbate to the image. The image of us together. Together in bed playing. Playing until I spill. Spill my guts to you. I dreamt all night. All night that you’re here. Here waking me up. Up to find I am alone. Alone with just my […]

You can also imagine that I didn’t do any useful work that day. I kept thinking about my lover, no my mistress, and what she was planning to do to me. However before it was time for me to leave the office and go back home I was surprised to receive an email from her. […]

  Again this chapter doesn’t include any emails or messages. It is only an account of what we did at our third bdsm session where I was the master and my lover was the slave: After dinner we were sitting in the living room watching some TV when my lover un-expectantly went to the bedroom […]