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June 14: Secret Desires(€1.25)
‘Please, Mai Ling,’ he said, rattling the chain when Mai Ling entered the room with the hypodermics, ‘no more. Let me go. Don’t do anymore of this stuff to me! Please!’ Continue reading
‘Please,’ I said thickly, ‘I…’
‘Hush,’ she said softly, placing her bag on the table and walking to the kitchen. Continue reading
She stretched like a plump cat, then extended a leg so she could look critically at her toe nails.
‘I think, darling, I should teach you to prepare and paint my nails.’ Continue reading
It was at a party in London that I had first met Johnny and I had spied him across the room immediately. Continue reading
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Ross,
Happy birthday to you…Birthday Boy!
01: Just another Saturday night.Ross hung his head, his heart was pounding and an overwhelming sick feeling threatened to swamp his stomach. Naked, gagged and huddled on the floor in the corner of his own bedroom with his hands handcuffed behind his back, Ross couldn’t believe this was happening! He couldn’t believe that his wife, Debra was doing this diabolical thing to him! Continue reading
Prologue
The last few months had not been pleasant for either Sally or Clive – their marriage was disintegrating quickly – nowadays, they hardly spoke nicely to each other anymore.
They were cordial but that was unpleasant compared to how affectionate they had been in the early days of their marriage. Continue reading
Every time he heard voices outside the door, he felt panic rise in his throat.
Prologue
On Saturday morning before leaving for shopping, Virginia informed Henry that the fulfilment of the second addendum would occur that evening.
Immediately, Henry was happy. To be able to achieve orgasm after such a long time of intense sexual frustration was a relief, no matter what it had cost him in terms of the extended contract period and the ten strokes of the cane. Continue reading
My wife lifted her head from the magazine and peered at me over the rim of her glasses.
‘Yes, darling?’ Continue reading
His fingers trembled when he picked up the telephone and began to dial the number. Her number!
It had been three weeks, three weeks of trying to regain control, of attempting to withdraw from her illicit web of fantasy. Oh, he had tried to be strong, to resist it but the lure of his forbidden fantasy nagged at him and his resolve crumbled like stale cake. Continue reading
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