I’m going to change the pace of this site for a brief amount of time. The woman in this story is not a figment of my imagination. She is real. She is flesh and bone and she’s magnificent. Her name may or may not be Monique, and the story that follows may or may not be based in reality. I will not reveal that truth. She is a woman that I hold dear to my heart. A special friend that is one of the few women I have ever met that could possibly match me for intensity, ferocity, carnal abandon, and lasciviousness. She is the yin to my yang, the softness to my hardness. A match for me in every way. In a word, she is exhilarating.

What she looks like in reality is not important for you, the reader. As I write I can picture her in my mind. I can see her beautiful face, her sparkling eyes, her captivating smile and hear the adorable airy giggle that percolates through her voice. Know that she is beautiful to me and you can fill in the details yourself as to what that beauty could be for you.

So without further delay here is the first of a few stories about and for my darling, Monique.

Bonne Nuit ma chérie, I hope these words please you and find you well.



I looked out the window into the inky blackness of this cool autumn night. The trees illuminated by soft moonlight danced and swayed in the gentle breeze. Winter was most certainly taking her long strides towards us, but for now, we took pause to enjoy the last breaths of summer as autumn rolled on by. Letting go of the curtain it fell back into place, concealing the dark from outside and containing the dark inside.

“Please, Master, don’t leave me like this,” you’re whimpering off in the corner of the room.

“Oh, my pet, you know I could never.” I take a quick stride over to you sitting on the floor. “I adore you too damn much.”

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Heated – Part 5

Heated – Part 5

Part 5 – Climax


“I’m sure you’re surprised to see me, my love,” the voice of Anna’s husband, Lukas, filled the room. His strong German accent tainted the softness of his words with malice that did not truly exist. All the same, Anna felt herself trembling.


“Yes, my love, I am.”


“Is it upsetting to you?”


“No, not upsetting. I just–I’m embarrassed Lukas. I feel like such a–”


“You should be embarrassed, Anna. You’ve been embarrassing me for a year now and I have stood by you despite all it.”


“I know. I know. I’m a horrible person, my love. I don’t know what you see in me.”


Lukas stood from is chair and walked across the room briskly. He cupped his wife’s chin gently in his hand and with his other hand wiped away her tears. “My dear, I knew your nature when I married you. I can’t fault you for being the woman that nature has designed you to be. I have accepted you and all of your faults because that’s what love is.”

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Heated – Part 4

Heated – Part 4



Anna found him seated on the couch. He still was naked. His cock still stiff and pulsating. She licked her lips and came closer. The tv was on now. James was watching the 5 o’clock news.


“Aren’t we-” Anna began, “I thought- I’m confused did I do something wrong?”


James didn’t look at her. “Not at all. You’re lovely Anna.”


Anna straightened up and smiled, but the smile slipped from her face almost immediately, “but then why did you stop?”


He finally turned to her, his eyes twinkling in the dimly lit living room. She almost felt like backing away. It was as if he was a hungry wolf staring her down. “I can stop whenever I want Anna.”




He held up his hand, “Control over your own desires is an important skill in my profession.”




He scowled. “Listen, Anna, I know you want to fuck me. I know you can’t think of anything else but fucking me right now. You feel that hot churning ball of excitement in your loins and you want it filled with my cock. I know that.”


She nodded with every statement.

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