The Story of O (15) – The Dream

Allow me to talk about aspects of our relationship, the fascination I have for Histoire d’O and the similarities between the two. I frequently call the movie my ‘training video’. Each time I see it, I discover more aspects of my submissive self. Continued from… The Story of O (14) – Examining You want the ... continue reading

A Close Shave

Leo pulled me into the room the moment the door swung open. He pushed me against the closing door, covering my lips with his. His kiss was passionate, his tongue pushing into my mouth, his lips crushing mine. “I want you naked, on your back, on the bed, legs spread,” he said, breathing into my ... continue reading

Paloqueth G Spot Rabbit Vibrator

The company, Paloqueth, approached me for testing some of their products in exchange for an honest review. I had a look at their site, and liked what I saw, so I agreed to do some reviews. When they asked me to do a review of the Paloqueth G Spot Rabbit Vibrator, I have to say ... continue reading

Club Visit

Kevin and his wife, Penny, entered the club like they did every Saturday evening and had been doing for the past thirty years. They went to the dressing rooms and changed. When they entered one of the play areas, Kevin wore boxer shorts and a T-shirt, while Penny was completely naked and barefoot. Kevin held ... continue reading

The Look of Love

You’ve got the look of love It’s on your face A look that time can’t erase Baby be mine, tonight Let this be just the start of So many nights like this Let’s take a lovers vow And seal it with a kiss (The Look of Love – Dusty Springfield) Seeing his face when he ... continue reading

Soon… I Hope Soon

Modern life is busy, we all know that. Sometimes a quick wake-up shag, an opportunistic quickie, or a tired, end-of-day, semi-somnolent fumble and snuggle with benefits is all we have the time and energy to manage. There is nothing wrong with these; quick, time limited sex can still be great and is almost certainly better ... continue reading

Afternoon Nap

Sunday afternoon. A lazy Sunday afternoon. Sue didn’t sleep well the night before. Most of the chores had been done the day before and for once the Sunday was a quiet one. She sat on the couch, lazily paging through a magazine, but her eyelids were too heavy to concentrate on the letters in front ... continue reading