Things had been a bit quiet for us so when HL told me to go and put on my catsuit and ears and wait for him, I was pretty excited. The wet-look suit fitted me closely and I felt pretty sexy as soon as I slipped it on. I wore […]
I saw Marie had posted something for Mrs Fever’s new Saturday writing project. Although Marie’s was a 100 word story, that isn’t a requirement of joining in, but I thought that I would give it a go. So here is my own drabble. Sharing me is a fantasy of HL’s […]
The Difficulty with our Desires Many of us are never able to have our desires met for one reason or another. This might be to do with the fact that we keep them to ourselves and feel unable to share them, or it might be that we have not found […]
Fantasy is defined as being the faculty or activity of imagining impossible or improbable things. It seems unlikely then that the fact that your fantasies don’t align would matter. And I suppose that is how I have always felt before. What is purely imagining of the impossible or improbable is […]
Astrid had wandered the shores for three summers now, begging for him to come. She had seen him in her dreams and, longed for what she knew only he could give. He could complete her. He could make her feel alive, although it seemed ironic under the circumstances. She didn’t […]
All that remained was to see who had won. Or more specifically to see who had been won by whom. It was her first time but the other girls had been before and, as they sipped their drinks, little details tumbled out like droplets. She hoped for him. Their eyes […]
A to Z Challenge – F First choice for my Fs are FANTASIES. Being in this type of relationship has given us the communication and the trust to enable us to explore parts of ourselves that I don’t think we would necessarily have done before. Part of this has meant […]
This is my number 14. As Sir is travelling home today, I wanted him to have something to read. I have long since promised to write out one of my fantasies for him. This is one we have talked about at the later stage so I thought that I would […]
The reality of my fantasy is hard to explain. HisLordship commented in his recent post that behind my “‘come fuck me eyes’ lurks a mind probably full of dreams, like clouds of purple and red smoke whirling around forming new erotic shapes.” This reminded me of the poem pictured here which […]