Master’s plaything

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WARNING: I am fiction author, writing BDSM erotic fiction and erotic romance fiction. All the plaything stories and skills are based on my short stories and novels. They are fiction. The erotic nature may be offensive to some. ADULT CONTENT! By reading the information in this site you agree you are at least 18 years... Continue Reading →

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Fiction Short Story

Hello, fans. I have been writing a short story. More like trying to. I've been fortunate that my editing job did not suffer during 2020. And lately, I've been swamped with new stories sent to me. Anyway, I have planned short stories surrounding Master's Playroom. The first is a Christmas story. Master's slave may be... Continue Reading →

Do You see me!

The last three years flit through my mind. In the beginning, you saw me. Your words touched my mind. They caressed my body. You reached into my soul with sentences and phrases, and pulled out my innermost desires. You made me yours. Then you sent him to me. His all-seeing stare was yours. His silence... Continue Reading →

Master uses His slave in Public

Sliding my tired body into the hot water, I leaned back in the tub and opened the message icon on my phone. I was bathing a bit earlier than usual Monday night. Four a.m. Tuesday morning would arrive long before I was ready. Sadly not getting up at that time wasn't an option. My sister’s... Continue Reading →

Playtime for Master’s slave

This past Friday I met with a client. We have played before, but per my crazy week in every other area of my life, a few mishaps occurred. Nothing major, but it set back our play time. For an hour I waited as the client had to change hotels, finally obtained a room, and prepared... Continue Reading →

Master’s treat for his slave

Master’s ringtone pierced the silence in the room. My heart quickened. My mind settled. My body taut ready for what instruction I might find when I opened his text. Call me. I set my coffee cup on the table beside me and muted the news show. I touched the call button, anticipation filling me as... Continue Reading →

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