“Bend across the table!” Warm skin on cold surface. Gripping the edge to anchor against extra strokes for rising. One! Always the worst. No matter how many times you’ve been here before. Astonishment at the searing, mind-numbing intensity. A line of fire ignites across flesh that an instant before was innocently at peace. Two distracts from the mental violation, but increases the agony. Three. The grim struggle to hold on...

She walks down the stairs, powerful, severe, commanding. Half of me turned on by the raw dominant sexuality of her, the other half already fearful that I’ve knowingly put myself in the way of something more than I can handle. We’ve spoken in the past about exploring beyond the boundaries which normally constrain the fairly energetic cp games which turn us both on so much. Me curious to find what it’s like when the pain go...

Hold-ups slinking up your legs, snapping in place at the top. Plain black bra holding you tight, nipples already swelling against its resistance. Today you are teacher - strict, stern and in control. White shirt, black pencil skirt, hair tied back. No nonsense appearance with a slash of scarlet lipstick, portentous of scarlet stripes to come. You walk downstairs to find him waiting, not quite so confident as usual. He’s u...