I’m nervous as I sit with my Gin in the bar of the hotel, waiting for her text. I’m always nervous. Her last text, “I have the key” had sent a little spike of adrenaline through me, quickening my pulse. Adrenaline is not only a drug for prey; adrenaline is also the drug that gives the predator… Read More »
This is Katie’s paddle. She brought it to our session. It’s not been purchased, but made for her by a client. Who was this mystery client? What was in his mind as he made this heavy wooden paddle, obviously designed to inflict quite a bit of pain?
Why am I so nervous for this session? It’s not even me that’s getting beaten up. I’m seeing an American submissive, the beautiful Katie and, while I might let her hit me a few times, this is all about letting my dominant, spanky side out to play for a change. I’ve told her that I want a… Read More »
I’d been conscious of the pretty girl and her mother since we arrived at the small beach-side hotel. The mother, 40-something, was bubbly, slim and attractive but her daughter, early twenties and just out of University, was a babe. Physically, she was undoubtedly a beautiful creature but what had caught my attention was the way… Read More »
I loved the image for this week’s ‘Night World’ Wicked Wednesday prompt. I could just imagine walking down this street to meet a Mistress, all fear and anticipation. That was what I started to write but I found my imagination wandering into very different, and much darker, territory….
I want to write about spanking. It’s a bit off the normal subject matter for this blog and the web is full of spanking erotica, most of which will be better written than mine. But I need a bit of light relief after a few posts of high intensity caning and way too much introspection.