The Secret

Glenn was obviously nervous as he sat back on the chair. I wander over and gently rest my hand on his shoulder, grin, and lean in for a slow opening kiss. My other hand reaches down and slipped across his thigh and continued down to lift his pant leg. He reached out and grabbed my …

The fan

We had been teasing each other for weeks. The delightful banter was enticing and filled me with a desire to go further, find out if his tongue is as skilled in person as his words would lead me to believe. The Lion is out of town. This makes it easier. I reach out to the …

The fog

He woke me up, I’d fallen asleep... waiting to start. It has been a long day. “Baby, did you forget Daddy was waiting for you?” “Sorry daddy” I murmur and follow him, to the dungeon. My mind blurry, as I struggle to make the stairs... I sit demurely, as I am supposed to, and try …

The ride

Getting ready is a ritual. Each piece of appareil is inspected for flaws and then put on. Purposefully, mindful. It reminds me of another ritual dressing. Where I change from busy, in control, executive, to Baby. As I dress, my excitement is increased. I have been looking forward to this all week. Simple pleasures. He …

Daddy’s hands

His fingers gently slipped under my robe and brushed the back of my thigh. My breath caught in my throat, the feather light touch seemed to almost burn my skin. Then it was gone. “You are a naughty girl, aren’t you?” I answer breathlessly “yes, daddy” His fingers continue their caresses. Softly, brushing past the …