Tag: Infantilism

A Stalker’s Wild “Dream”

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July 28th, 2013
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IT WASN’T REALLY STALKING, WAS IT?
He had seen her at a trendy L.A. restaurant. She was so beautiful! Her shoulder-length blond hair framed a face so beautiful it was almost painful to look at. Her compelling eyes were deep green. Her lips were full and red, her skin flawless.

As she sat alone at a front table, he noticed several rich, famous men walk to the table to spend time with her. First they would almost bow, then respectfully ask permission to sit. Only after she had granted her permission would they sit and speak to her as she sipped her champagne. One by one they paid their respects and moved on – at her pleasure. Read more…

The Case of the Highly Trained Masturbator

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July 23rd, 2013
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One hand was clutching my pen, and the other was down inside my trousers.  i was determined to carry out my assigned task and write a fantasy story.  Being a highly trained masturbator, but not an experienced writer, i was struggling to focus.

              Mistress Monique summoned Her lowly live-in slave, roy, to Her lofty chambers.  As She sat in all Her regal magnificence, on Her vanity stool, applying Her special beauty secrets, She saw the reflection of the wimpy worm, kneeling behind Her, looking apologetic.  he was empty handed, and Monique merely screamed “get out, you stupid shit, and bring Me My coffee!!”  roy scrambled away and returned, deathly afraid, yet excited by the terror, the suspense, the power She imposed upon him.  Depending on Her mood, his day might be heaven, or hell, and he was utterly powerless!   his only hope being to please Her with total submission. Read more…

A Night You’ll Never Forget

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July 1st, 2013
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As he drove to her house Jason was a little depressed.  It had been a long week at work, and the last thing he felt like, was going to a baby shower.  In fact he hated the idea.  Still, there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t endure for Mia.  In the one month that they had known each other, she had become the most important person in his life.  He found himself almost dependent on her.  An hour couldn’t pass without thinking about her, and a day couldn’t pass without hearing her voice.  Ahh!  That voice that was candy for the ears.  Rich melodic tones that seemed to just wrap themselves around you like a lover’s embrace.  Whatever her wish was, he would see to it. Read more…

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