Suburban mansion. 6 PM sharp. Living room pulses. St. Andrew’s cross looms center. Pony bench. Manacled table. Chairs rigged. My team storms in: Jean, Eric, Laurent. Muscled. Obedient. I’m Stephanie. Tall blonde. Iron authority. Mistress mode ignites. Lea greets in…
City lights pulse through our apartment windows. Hidden lounge of secrets. I’m Anne. Lawyer by day. Secret Heroine by night. Suit off. Power on. He waits. Jean-Philippe, my 54-year-old sub. Washed, collared, string-clad. Ready to break. Weeks of chats on…
Bedroom shadows pulse like city neon. Early night. Pink nightie clings to my athletic thighs. He eyes me hungry. Knows my secret box. Little pink bee vibrator. Straps hidden. My daytime armor cracks. “Surprise tonight. Kneel on the bed.” His…