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Holly and I met ten years ago, and have managed to keep our friendship going despite life’s many changes. Although we only see each other a few times a year, we began a strong e-mail relationship about a year ago, and that has been our primary means of communication.

In the last six months, those messages have become decidedly more sexual, as we began to discuss our mutual fantasies. I confessed a desire to dominate someone, while Holly had admitted to being excited by both sides of the master/servant equation. We even joked about who would master whom; playing out roles on the net, constantly teasing each other, but never following through. (more…)

“How fucking dare you!!” she cried out as she raised the whip to flog him repeatedly. “You know you are not permitted to touch My cock at any time without permission!” The beautiful male slave cowered as the whip made contact with his tight naked ass, leaving yet another angry red welt. His ass was red, inflamed and criss-crossed with the marks of the stinging whip. He was being punished because she had came into the house quietly while he had been playing with his cock without her permission earlier in the day. He had been caught only seconds away from his first orgasm in almost a week. (more…)

You answer the door dressed in plain white bra and panties with a set of black wrist and ankle cuffs. My eyes are drawn to the bulge of your cunt lips in your knickers. A small damp patch has formed in the crevice between your petals. You confess to masturbating before my arrival. Naughty girl!

Following you up the stairs, my eyes won’t leave the sight of your buttocks. Their movement is really getting to me. Leaning forwards, I push my nose between your cheeks and take a deep sniff of your arse. Dragging my nose lower, I take a second deep sniff, this time of your pussy. The erection in my trousers is very hard by the time we reach the top of the stairs. Your nipples match the erectness of my dick and are clearly defined by your bra. (more…)