Black Rope

 

There was a knock at the door.

He was two minutes early, and the Mistress was pleased. For all three of his visits, Mark was always on time. She liked punctuality in a man. It showed an awareness of the value of Her time.

Wearing Her favorite outfit, tight and black from top to bottom, She opened the door. “Come in,” She purred after he had stared long enough. “I’ve been expecting you.”

He thanked his Mistress as he walked in, then removed his shoes before stepping on Her carpet. Only Her Great Dane was allowed to get the carpet dirty. Read more…

Dr. Setadiva’s Secret Casebook (A FANTASY ONLY)

DAY ONE

Decided to start my diary. I am Dr. Setadiva–Italian by birth, but now based in England. I am a neuroscientist specialising in sleep disorders. I run a special clinic for mainly female patients who have trouble sleeping. I use a combination of re-normalisation into a bedtime routine plus a little hypnosis.

The hypnosis fascinates me and my nurse assistant, Miss Soiedorm. But I have an extra curricular slant. Whilst I must be totally professional with my patients, their partners are a different matter. And here reposes my biggest idiosyncrasy, my “Fetish”. I love lulling males to sleeep. I adore watching their naturally assumed power crumble as their eyes hover between consciousness and the submissive dreamland that I bring them. For every lady on my three-day course with a partner, I ensure that I entice the partner into my veritable Venus flytrap of narcotic, nocturnal nectar. I simply hypnotize their hapless husbands until they react to my soporific commands without question. I am strict but soothing , calm but carnally craving, watching their eyes flutter closed and their manhood arise under my silken spell. Read more…

CRYSTALBREAST

 

He always stayed at this intimate hotel after a mountain walk. Not only was it comfortable and thankfully anonymous, the lady hotel owner at the reception counter fascinated him. She always wore a soft satin top with a crystalline clasp at the centre. He always found it hard to look away from her breasts when checking in.

 

One day he arrived exhausted but knowing that he would not be able to sleep. He wanted dearly to sleep this night, but a cocktail of work issues and personal issues seemed to drive Morpheus from his side. Read more…

Burning Rubber on The Silk Satin Road

 

He only noticed this lady at the large building in which he worked the other day. He noticed her sallow aquiline beauty. But he especially noticed her attire. Always a garment in satin, whether a languidly liquidly shimmering blouse or tantalising soft charmeuse satin skirt. He always froze in wonder a little as her perfumed silken form wafted mesmerizingly by. Just like a regal barque of soothing satin gentleness and serenity upon the sometimes murky and/or turbulent river of daily life. Daily life was indeed getting hard, the threat of job losses all the time. The worry about being next in line to go led to him waking up each morning with tight shoulders of tensed up muscle. He kept wondering what terrors the day may hold. The smiling super rich venture capitalists that had taken over his firm weren’t so terrifying. But they could still hire and indeed FIRE! Her presence somehow insulated him against all this. Read more…

Satisfaction Guaranteed

It was 8:30am Wednesday morning as Ms. Krystal Mesmer, carrying her make-up case, entered her office suite. It was always a joy to enter this office and know that it was her very own business. This was one of her dreams come true since her school days studying to become a Hypnotherapist. The other dream come true was being the owner of her own club, Club Entranced, but that’s a story for another time. What mattered most, was that through her hard work and dedication, she had given birth to her dreams and had watched them grow into successful ventures. Read more…

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