"He caught her scent before his brain registered what he was seeing.  A girl was suspended inside the crate.  She was encased from head to toe in a black skin-tight rubber suit ..."

from The Gift


The Art of Melinoe

“Oh God, thank you, Mistress,” he breathed. “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome Ray,” she said, her grip on his balls beginning to become slightly painful. “Anytime. I’ve told you that and I want to make sure you believe it. I’d be happy to work with you anytime. Whenever you feel the need, you just let Sunny know,” she continued, twisting his balls and wearing a groove in the skin below his navel with her fingernails. “You do understand, don’t you Ray? I need to hear you say you understand. Do you understand Ray?”

“Yes Mistress,” came out as a high pitched whine which was followed by a breathless, “Thank you!”.

“Now, let me take care of that lovely ass of yours,” she said as she disappeared from view.
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The Shoot

As she began to shave Jordan, I started shooting; close ups of her black-gloved hand pressing down on the base of his erection and the razor flashing in the lights, medium shots of his crotch, half shaved with her black silk-clad torso as the background, a long shot, including his face; head back, eyes closed and mouth open. I shot from a slight angle, just beyond his feet, taking in the whole scene along with the edges of the black seamless paper roll, the light stand in the corner behind his head, and black electrical cords snaking around the floor. The industrial look can sometimes be the most intimate and voyeuristic.
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The True Nature of Things

“You mean I can’t call you Sara anymore?”
He felt the slap land on his face immediately.  It wasn’t a particularly hard slap; nevertheless, it brought a tear to his eye.
“It wasn’t a suggestion, Ray.  Now, what do you say?”
“Yes Ma’am.  I’m sorry, Ma’am.”
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Sacred Sites

...“You know, if it continues to rain this hard, we’ll have to make a run for it,” she said.  “The runoff from the rain…”
He heard the hitch in her voice when his hand snapped the button on the waistband of her jeans and insinuated itself into her pants...
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Subway Story

...I stroked his crotch and felt the growing bulge in his pants.  Giving it a squeeze, I buried my face in his neck and inhaled.
“Mmm, you smell nice.  You must have headed for the train fresh out of the shower.”
“Yes Ma’am,” he said, shivering as I licked his jaw.
“Be a good boy and get out of those clothes while I call my office.”
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The Marrying Kind

“So William, I believe you were saying you like to fuck my daughter in the ass, is that right?”
“Well I…”
“That is what you were saying, isn’t it?”
“I meant…”
“What?  Perhaps you meant that she liked to fuck you in the ass?  Do you like having your ass fucked, William?”
“I—what?  No, no, I mean she doesn’t…  I never…I, well, we like to have anal sex, yes...”
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The Upper Hand

We weren’t into public play and I think that was the problem.  If we went to play parties, she could get her yayas out once in a while on some subbie guy in the dungeon, but we were both very covetous of our privacy.
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The Gift

He caught her scent before his brain registered what he was seeing.  A girl was suspended inside the crate.  She was encased from head to toe in a black skin-tight rubber suit ...
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