Welcome to my writing blog. Mostly most of my short stories will be erotica. Some are stories that I made up as well as some personal fetishes and fantasies. With every story I write, it always starts the same with a pen in one hand and a tea in my other as I write on… Continue reading About me
I was kneeling along the edge of the bed, waiting for Sir’s order.
I am sitting alone in this dim dank bar. There are rough and tumble working-men all around me. I feel a little like pray in a lion’s den… but I like it. I stir my drink, focusing on the sound of clinking ice against glass, trying to look preoccupied as you walk in. Our eyes… Continue reading It Must Be a Dream
Part 1 Welcome and thank you for dropping by. I trust you are well. Excellent, so to get to the point, you wanted to hear a story. Well, you have come to the right place, so sit back, and relax and have a glass of a wine. There, that is more like it, comfortable and… Continue reading Playtime
He told me to meet him at his office after work which wasn’t unusual, Sir and I often met after work and wandered down the river for dinner together. He was my Sir but also my partner and friend. As I arrived at his office the last people were leaving the large expanse of an… Continue reading His Office
This is a sensational more lustful erotic
Simon and Phoebe had been together for ten years. Simon was nearly thirty six and Phoebe was to have a birthday very soon. She would turn thirty five. They had no children, possibly may never have any but this was not something they were avoiding, it just never came up in conversation. They both had… Continue reading Taking Her Submission
As she sat in her car in the hotel parking lot nervous but excited her legs were trembling. They have talked online about what they want, how they will please eachother. It was all a dream to her everytime they talk. He knew everything that she wanted and just how to please her. She had… Continue reading Her Fantasy
I just wanted him inside of me – to take me – to own me.
Lisa walked into the party scanning for people she knows. She didn’t see anyone so she headed to the kitchen for a drink to loosen up. She was into her third drink of the rum punch when she walked into the living room, the music blaring.
Fantasies and fetishes develop, change and grow. They even are subjected to moods you feel. This is my one for right this moment
Yes, I’ll do what you say. Yes, I’ll obey you even if it feels stupid and wrong. Yes, I’ll admit this is what I want too. Yes, I’ll take what you give me when and how you want me to