As Her Majesty Commands – Chapter 1: Bounded by Duty, Bored by Duty

"Lady Valentina's experience with a knight comes to an unexpected end"

Chapter 1: Bounded by Duty, Bored by DutyLady Valentina's body lay upon the satin sheets, her silk gown hiked up, exposing her bare breasts. The fabric clung to her skin, dampened with perspiration from the stifling room. Her eyes stared...

Nothing had prepared me for this.Certainly not the fumblings and fiddlings that had been my sexual experience thus far.Certain not those who thought my clitoris was a scratch card.No, she simply walked towards me, kissed me and put her hand...

It began in my mind, and a signal was sent Southwards.Soon my whole body came alive with the crackles and sparks of a million messages.What began as a mere caress was now setting my delta ablaze. Nothing could contain this...

She tosses me onto her bed. I wriggle into my usual position."Not this time," she says. Seems I'm to be on my side, with knees drawn up. The blindfold isn't normal either. The gel is cold, the instruments colder. I feel...

Sacrament

"Adoration and worship."

I wash you with a priceless aloe vera soap, your bottom and sex, not for cleanliness, you are already clean, but as a sacrament. You are naked. Me? Stockings, heels and shockingly expensive knickers.Your dampness is on my tongue now—your exquisite...

In the Arms of Reality

"Online lovers meet, in real, for the first time."

Arrivals, London AirportI'm at the barrier. We've never even swapped selfies, but we know we'll recognise each other. We've been online lovers for years.The doors hiss open—a trickle and then a surge of trolleys and bags and so many faces.This...

Beautiful Agony – Chapter Three

"Lost in love now, with no way back."

“‘The window’s in the wrong place!”I woke up suddenly and my brain was sort of rebooting itself. My memory was coming back in unconnected bits and pieces. The dream was a happy dream and I was having a good time...

Beautiful Agony – Chapter One

"In Amsterdam to fix a broken heart."

It was early Spring and the air felt fresh and clean and the streets were so quiet you could hear the birds singing in the acacia trees all the way down Paleisstraat to the canal bridge. I have a daily...