Blowjob Queen

"The things you've got to do to keep your crown"

The clock ticks closer to Midnight.Rules are rules. It's currently a dead-heat and time is running out fast.I kneel with party frock hitched up, wanking him faster and faster as I suck the head.Ten… Nine… Eight... I've got my phone...

Bull Shite, Bull Dykes, Bull Fights: That’s Your Everyday D/s Love Story.

"“That a black eye is watching you, And that love awaits you, Toreador, love awaits you!” - From Carmen: The Toreador Song, by Georges Bizet"

Demanding. Insistent. She’s flipping the bird at my earlier text: Give me an hour. Pop-up drinks with the directors to celebrate last night’s Businesswoman of the Year win.Whatever. Her text is adamant, not a centimetre of wiggle room: I meant...

When Ravens Die

"What happens when the balance of power is abruptly disrupted?"

Deep within a forest in Romania…The  Carpathian mountains rising above the dark green silhouettes of the three-hundred-year-old trees were no match for the splendour of the castle, protected within the virgin forest. On its intricately carved balcony, a young woman...

A Christmas Carol Cock-up.

"Without promotion, something terrible happens... nothing!  P. T. Barnum"

  It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. It was hosting my first Christmas Eve television spectacular; it was my rellies’ Christmas Day shit show. It was Aussie, Aussie, Aussie, gold standard families, oi, oi, oi;...

My Teenie Weenie Halloweenie

"Beware the dark web on Halloween…"

It’s Halloween. I sit alone… naked… in darkness, so the monsters (trick-or-treaters) won’t know I’m home. My mouse hovers over Teenie Weenie Halloweenie. Click. I’m sucked into the screen — pumpkins a tight squeeze. A horde of lewd-scribbled micro doors besieges me. All but “Incest”...

The Witch And The Mummy

"Competition at a Halloween Party"

Halloween fancy dress, I love it.Vanessa, my girlfriend’s a witch with a broomstick and no panties!!! I’m a Mummy. All appendages and I mean all appendages wrapped up. By the light of the pumpkin lanterns, so many guests fondling my ‘joke’ cock...

Couldn’t, Wouldn’t, Shouldn’t.

"“She was born to be free, let her run wild in her own way and you will never lose her.” – Nikki Rowe"

Finally, my dad nodded to the undertaker who started the conveyor.“Annie?” he had asked. I just couldn't, wouldn't, shouldn't. Bloody typical, Sarah would’ve thought.“Brian?”Sarah’s father, again cervical cancer’s bitch, had also shaken his head; a stoic’s single tear staining his...