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By Harper, on May 14th, 2012%
You’re so certain you know what you want.
Do you really? Do you have this fantasy all mapped out in your head, every detail of how it should go, every word scripted and movement laid out in predictable patterns? Are you honestly expecting Me, your Mistress, to just… follow a script?
Am I such . . . → Read More: The Demon Succubus
By Harper, on May 13th, 2012%
Janice was a very special kind of girl.
She’d known for a very long time that she wasn’t like the other boys in school. When the boys teased the girls and made them cry, poor Jack (she wouldn’t be Janice for another few years) would defend them. She wanted to play house, and cook . . . → Read More: Sissy Debut, Part 3
By Harper, on May 11th, 2012%
He knelt down before the stud.
So nervous that his hands were sweating and he had to keep swallowing to breathe. Fine tremors shook his shoulders, sheerest aroused nerves beating against his mind, screaming in his inner ear, “What do you think you’re doing?” And he looked up.
Up the long lean length of . . . → Read More: Into the Unknown: Interlude
By Harper, on May 9th, 2012%
To earn his freedom, I’m going to have Bill do something extreme.
He got himself locked up because he’d complained about being bored. So, if he wants to be free, he needs to prove to me that he’s not bored anymore. I think he should also show me exactly how creative and grateful he . . . → Read More: Cure for Boredom, part 2
By Harper, on May 7th, 2012%
I’d trained Janice to be the perfect cocktease.
Weeks of preparation had all come down to this moment; her debut party, at the shining center of attention, everyone’s eyes upon her. Dancing and moving, seducing the entire room while focused on just one man. Brad the bartender with his soulful eyes, strong masculine arms . . . → Read More: Sissy Debut, part 2
By Harper, on May 5th, 2012%
Tim was shaking.
He knew it was silly to be so nervous, but his nerves weren’t listening to logic just at the moment. With a quick swipe of his palms over his pants to clear away the worst of the nervous sweat he steeled himself. Big deep breath, and just ring the bell, Tim, . . . → Read More: Into the Unknown
By Harper, on May 3rd, 2012%
Bill called me up one night, complaining of boredom.
It seems he’d finally run out of ways to touch his dick that brought him satisfaction. Poor thing, to be so burdened. Tsk, tsk. Imagine, if you will, a man so jaded at the thought of masturbation that he just can’t find the interest needed . . . → Read More: The Boredom of Masturbation, Cured
By Harper, on May 1st, 2012%
Give me control over your cock
Janice was a very special kind of girl.
She was slim and svelte and sweet; long arms and killer legs on top of a nice hourglass figure made Janice simply magnificent. I’d put a lot of effort into her, shaping and molding her into the perfect ten . . . → Read More: Sissy Debut
By Harper, on May 7th, 2011%
He’d been sitting zazen all day, slowly raising and lowering Kundalini energy through his body. He could feel the thrum of his own blood, through his arteries and veins, the push and pull of his breath. His hands, open, relaxed and receptive, weighed on his thighs, unmoving. He’d sat in lotus, the meat of . . . → Read More: Tantric Masturbation; May 7
By Harper, on May 6th, 2011%
It was nearly midnight when he finally saw her.
He’d been following the scent for nearly five blocks, searching for the incredibly sexy woman he’d seen in the bar, following her by intuition and highly honed lust. She was a Goddess, a siren, the answer to his every need and the reason for living. . . . → Read More: Tricked into sucking cock; May 6
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