Today, he would be no-one
My latest pair of high heels arrived beautifully packaged in a black silk bag. As I removed the shoes to wear for my upcoming play session with M.
A forced bi fantasy
Martin visits me once in a while for long, fun, dirty sessions, where we dive deep into play, almost forgetting the rules of the real world.
A tale of erotic domination
We haven’t met yet. We just had a small talk on the phone or a couple of mails sent to set a date and to understand what we could do together.
by Fräulein Eder
The joys of matriarchy
He was quite a sexist and a wanker as well. The fact that he was alone taking the poorly signed hiking trail in the northern Andes was the result of ...