Amanda’s Mistress
"A Battle of Wills"
She stood in front of her sub, her hands on her hips. Wearing her black leather pants, a crisp white shirt, 4” heels, and holding a 5’ cane, tapping it against her leg. Bobbi knew of no other way than...
"A Battle of Wills"
She stood in front of her sub, her hands on her hips. Wearing her black leather pants, a crisp white shirt, 4” heels, and holding a 5’ cane, tapping it against her leg. Bobbi knew of no other way than...
"A gay woman, a trans and a walk in the park"
I walked into the Mars Bar just after midnight. It was a Friday night. It had been a hard week on the road, dealing with traffic that wasn't getting any lighter despite what the statistics told me.The place was crowded,...