Just one word, one small word.Yet more powerful than all others.The word that you speak to me.To make me feel safe.The word that you whisper to me.While we make love.The word that you command me with.When you own me completely.This...
control
Good Boy
"A poem about taking control of a man."
Slowly I comb my fingers through your beard Watch your eyes flutter Before I tug you closer by the fur Your breath shudders The demeanor of your face melting shifting Into a submissive state I promise to be gentle You...
The Man of My Dreams
"A submissive follows her Master's instructions to the letter."
This is not my cock; but the cock’s owner loves it when I kiss it, when I suck it, when I make it spurt. I love it too: his spunk. I love the taste of it in my mouth; the...
Overloaded
"To my lover, describing how I want to overload her erotic senses"
“Do you trust me?” You look confused as you stand in front of me in the room. “Trust you? What do you mean?” I smile. “I wouldn’t hurt you. I just want to try… something.” “What?” My grin widens. “I...
Parisian Surprise – Part Three
"Robert and Juliana enjoy Paris and a game of control."
This is the third part of Robert and Juliana’s “Parisian Surprise”, written in collaboration with Alphamagus. To best understand the story, we suggest that you read the preceding two parts before reading this one, but this story may be enjoyed...
With Him, I Do Trust
"I Just Want To Be His Good Girl"
I’m blindfolded, lying completely naked on the bed. My wrists are cuffed to the top of the bed posts, spread wide. My ankles are cuffed to the foot board posts. I’m laying there on the bed in a giant X....
She Thought She Had Control
"She Wanted Some Control, Can She Have It?"
I know it’s not normally how he wants it to be, but luckily enough, he allows me to have slight control when it comes to giving him oral once in a while. He knows how much it turns me on...
She lay still, silent in the quiet dusk of the room, spread-eagled on the custom made table. Straps over her ankles, knees and thighs kept her legs wide and motionless. A wide strap across the soft skin of her stomach...
Her Everything
"“My sweet little whore. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”"
I’m on my knees by the door. My head is lowered looking at the floor. I know He’ll be home any moment. He wants me waiting for Him by the door each night when He comes home. It’s one of...