“Hello, I am Master of your domain (Moyd to my friends), the proud Master of my submissive, jewel. We are partners in a loving D/s relationship. As a part of jewel’s daily commands and activities, she keeps a journal filled with her thoughts, lessons learned, fears, insights, anxieties and some fantasies she has about us. In reading these, I realized that she has a beautiful gift in her writing. I feel she brilliantly captures the internal struggle that a submissive undergoes. It wasn’t long before she started writing stories for me, each one more exciting and hotter than the last. I thought, ‘I have to share her talent’, so I instructed her to write a story to be shared with you all. I trust that you will find in it the pleasure I do in her gift. Enjoy this story and be on the look out for more of her work in the future. Until next time, Moyd.” › Continue reading
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They were together at that point. Not for a long time at all, they were newly together. Barely a week, in fact, since that first delightful kiss. But they were a couple, undoubtedly. You could see it in the way they walked, in the way they talked. All of their friends saw it, any stranger could see it. It was apparent in the way they looked at each other, the way they kidded, the way they laughed, the way she fixed her shirt, the way he tied his shoes, the way she picked out vegetables, the way he pet the dogs on the street. It was obvious. › Continue reading
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The widest smile, that could possibly exist, was fixed across my face! Here I am packing for several days, to be with a total stranger! But, oooooooo, what a sexy stranger, he is! Eric, aaaahhhh, sexy Eric, I can still feel him playing my pussy and making it sing! I can’t even imagine what he has in store for me, but whatever it is, it’s going to last for days!!
I let the events of earlier this day, deliciously roll thru my mind, over and over again! Taking a sip of my tea, I sat on the edge of the bed, dreaming of his beautiful hands and fingers, slapping, probing and fucking my wet pussy and hot ass! Eric’s eyes, his smile, all plays thru my head as I open my legs wide. My fingers are drawn to my already drenched pussy. My clit throbs at the recent memories of him! In my mind, I smell his scent, feel the hardness of his body, and the deep vibration of his voice runs thru me as I finger my hungry cunt. I tease my own pussy with thrusts of my fingers deep inside my wet sloppy cunt, while my other finger dancing delightfully over my swollen, throbbing clit! As I bring myself to a delicious hard cum, I realize that I still have an empty ache between my legs….a need, one I anticipate Eric to fill, with his hard, throbbing dick. › Continue reading
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“With heartfelt thanks to Bill Kipling”
Jack Bateman sat in his den. His blue eyes were unfocused as he stared at the TV screen. The local news broadcast was white noise to him, a murmuring backdrop to his thoughts. The glass of Pilsener stood ignored beside his chair, the remote control lay forgotten in his hand. He had seen her today.
When amongst people, Jack’s expression was usually attentive. His eyes were uncommonly warm for their light color and his broad 6′ 1″ frame, strong and well honed through years of workout discipline, was noticeable for its trimness rather than capacity to intimidate. This was deliberate on Jack’s part. When meeting with clients he leaned forward, partly to assure them he was listening carefully and partly to reduce his height. When in court, he used his physical qualities to their full advantage. His eyes took on an intensity that unsettled inexperienced and fallible witnesses before he spoke a single word. He was a carefully controlled chameleon; there was never a moment when Jack Bateman did not present himself according to what was required. › Continue reading
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