His Winter Goddess

The man had a love of plants. He would always post pictures of his beauties (as he called them) online and videos detailing their care, species, and other information. I dubbed him the Handsome Gardener, but just Handsome when we spoke. He grew herbs indoors as well, eating one of the leaves in a video […]

Dinner Plans

Today, I spoke to Sir Dre on the phone. I told him about my naughty phone search and the punishment that Henri gave me. Which by the way, let me tell you, was¬†PHENOMENAL. We showered together, one of our favorite things to do. Of course while we were in there, we began to fondle each […]

The moment I felt owned

I wanted to write a complete detailed account of my meeting with Sir Dre from 10 days ago. I have struggled all these days in typing up the event. Nothing felt right. There was so much going on, I went through sensory overload that day. I’ve talked to Sir, asked my husband’s opinion many times, […]

Exposed Partie Trois: Round 2

I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and catch my breath. I open the faucet and let the water run. I stare at myself through the mirror. Did that just happen? Is this happening to me? Really? The past events rushed through my head quickly, a montage memory bank system replaying them, answering […]

Exposed Partie Duex: Round 1

“Lay down on your stomach facing me,” he commanded. Sir placed his crotch near my mouth, apparently no words were needed while I nuzzled my nose against him, taking in his scent. “Go ahead, sub. Wake him up,” and I wanted to but I was afraid to soil his pants with my red lipstick. “That’s […]

A Bomb Exploded

Or so it felt like in my head. I have made mention here and there of a friend of mine, Sunshine, whom I met in April 2011. We didn’t start actually becoming friends until September of last year, but we have grown to know each other, and become closer as friends ever since. She is […]

Pleading

This song inspired this post; it’s only fair to include it, so listen and read… There is something completely wrong about the way I think of you. I can’t help myself; but I know that I’m not the only person who you’ve affected this way. It’s not your looks, although you’re not hard on the […]