Level 1 – Leather I stand dressed to the nines, head to toe in smooth, black leather – a short miniskirt and underneath, thong panties that he would beg to smell; a tight corset cinched around my waist that accentuates my curves and puts my girls on full display; a...
Because I look fucking hot dressed in leather, and nothing makes me feel sexier than when I’m wearing a corset with my riding crop in one hand and his leash in the other. Because it’s nice to have someone to carry my bags when I go shoe shopping! Because if he wants...
“Going out dancing tonight – wait up for me.” Matthew’s heart began to race as he saw the text message from his wife Michelle pop up on his iPhone. The last time he waited up for his wife, his ass had been sore for a week… Of course, in reality he loved every minute...
Perched gracefully on the edge of the velvet-covered ottoman, she watched blissfully as her husband tended to the shiny, new spiked heels that cradled her freshly pampered feet in front of him. His lips and tongue danced delicately along the riveted leather that...
Having just cuffed my hands behind my back, my wife straddles me and begins to examine her prey. Naked except for my boxers, she now has me cuffed at both the ankles and wrists to the wooden chair, the chains that connect each pair of cuffs jingling briskly as...