You might have read my first story, 'Visiting Miss D' - this is the story of my third visit. Every word is true, or as near as I can recall. If you're interested, my second visit was as incredible as my first, but with an unexpected twists, in that with e...
Why did I feel such pleasure when my mistress humiliated me like she did? It was a question I had asked myself many times before and here I was asking it again as I stood before her naked, hands behind my back, penis hard as a rock in anticipation of the...
The flight from Sydney to London was long and tiring despite paying for an upgrade to Business class, and a lay-flat bed, and unlimited champagne. It was especially tiring since I had had to say goodbye to my girlfriend, and our hedonistic lifestyle, at t...
