An Afternoon’s Appointment (NSFW)

You arrive at 1500, on the dot. You let yourself in, wearing the uniform as discussed, woefully impractical for the task but that is part of the appeal. He sits at the table, working on a legal pad, dressed in a crisp white shirt and jeans, faded to white at the knees, snug and broken in … Continue reading An Afternoon’s Appointment (NSFW)

Sir 2.0 Episode 2: Processing.

You swallow but your throat is acrid with tension. You cannot make out the details of the people watching you, only that they are there. The gown continues to shift up on the back of your legs, adding self consciousness, drop by drop, over the stir of emotions that collide and change within you. 'To … Continue reading Sir 2.0 Episode 2: Processing.

Sir 2.0 Episode 1: Processing.

Episode 1 is here  You awoke in nothing but a hospital gown. Blue cotton, soft on your skin. It is dark when you hear the door open and a hand touches your shoulder, rousing you from a blank, dreamless sleep. 'Time to get up.' The voice is smooth, assured and you strain your eyes to see … Continue reading Sir 2.0 Episode 1: Processing.

I leave marks

As my hands Circle your wrists Our hunger Eats the space between Us twisting as We find our way My power given Voice and my Strength no longer Seeking apologies Serves you as You serve me The freedom to Surrender To be taken And shown In my actions How the only restraints Are those that … Continue reading I leave marks

Nerve song

Forearms Parallel to Cool white sheets Hair matted with Healing sweat It looks like Supplication but You can feel The adoration In my breath Your physiology Is a temple To lust The jewel between Your thighs catching Wet light But as I instruct The air shimmers With potential My fingers Bite At your hair To … Continue reading Nerve song