About 20 hours ago, he came into Salon d’Orleans. I undressed him and tethered him to the Anchor Point, cuffing his hand to the steel post and stretching his parachute harnessed balls to his toes and his toes to his clamped nipples with thin rubber tubing. Once everything was secure, I told him that for … Read More
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Push
Someone I’d only seen a couple of times before — and one of those times was back in my babydomme days at Luxuria — contacted me about a bondage-centric OE. From his emails, it was obvious he was in a fevered, ravenous state. Ultra restrictive bondage! Abandonment! What’s the longest we can play?!!?!! Aww, puppy. … Read More
What He Said…
Based on the comments to my recent post “Win-Win,” it seemed there was some interest in hearing his side of the story. So I asked him to share it with you. I’ve made some light copyedits for grammar and clarity. You might also want to check out his reply in the comments of the original … Read More
Win-Win
I knew he wanted it. He certainly knew not to ask me for it, though. Even to suggest it risked dismissal and he definitely didn’t want that. But sometimes when we’d meet, he’d mention how he’d found an escort who also offered domination, at least that’s what her website said, and he was going to … Read More
There’s Always a Threat
His hands were tied to the bondage chair with just enough slack. Or maybe not. I handed him a small vibrator, shaped like a long, thin cigar. “Make yourself come,” I ordered. He strained. He groaned. I waited. “I’m going to disappoint you,” he gasped. “It won’t be the first time,” I teased, taking the … Read More