Month: July 2021

Looking back, it all started on a Friday night. For me, Friday nights are usually spent one of two ways, either I’m on my couch watching a movie or playing video games or I’m out on a date with some girl I met on some dating app. For the time being, I was taking a break from dating. The reason […]

Winter in Hong Kong. Me, a starving writer stuck in the middle of a project that I couldn’t seem to push through. Rent needing to be paid, yesterday. My faceless boss—some anonymous email account and a random ad that I’d responded to twelve months ago—always paid on time for ghostwritten erotica. I was happy to have an outlet and even […]

Have you ever been completely captured within your own fantasy? No matter how hard you try to get it to go away, you can’t, you think about it constantly, it invades your every thought when you’re awake and when you’re asleep. I have had that problem, and no matter how hard I shook my head the dream wouldn’t leave. I […]

My name is Wendy, Wendy Bradley actually, I am a freelance journalist and you may have seen my name before, but in this story I will tell you how I was able to fulfil a long-awaited fantasy of mine. While I was writing my fantasy story, my brother, David Bradley, nearly two years older than me, saw my work on […]

I was crying myself to sleep as my husband Chuck snored loudly beside me. For what seemed the thousandth time I had gone over the same ugly story that began when I got married six months ago. I always ended up with the same conclusion. Actually not a conclusion but a question: Was my husband gay? I had met Chuck […]

I had no sexual experience up until meeting her except for my 1rst 2 week girlfriend in high school, She ditched me and I was heartbroken. I didn’t date and after high school, I got a job at a department store chain about a mile from my house as a Department Manager for Books And Records. This is where I […]

While Cindy and I belonged to the same community theater troupe, we remained strangers for nearly four years, exchanging furtive glances in our suppressed attractions to each other. She was married and I didn’t mess with that, and I was still licking my wounds, recovering from a sham marriage that ended badly. Cindy and I never said more than “Hello” […]

It was 10.40 on a Friday night and I was with a few mates. We’d done been to half a dozen pubs in town, all of which were either empty, played bad music or had a lack of decent looking women. Some inspiration was required.

He heard the door shut behind them; Her standing order understood as he immediately fell to his knees; silent; head bowed, waiting for Her next command. These next hours were his Domme’s; orchestrated and owned solely by Her.

This is a true story, which happened in southern England around 1990. I was married for over 22 years unfortunately we ultimately divorced. I am now re-married to someone who is great in a 1 to 1 sexual arrangement but doesn’t want to extend that to anything else and certainly doen’t know about what I am about to describe.