Alice wasn’t sure how long she had been lying there, when she eventually felt able to move. Slowly, she pushed herself off the massage table, on which she had just experienced the most extreme climax of her life, and pulled on the white towelling robe that was hanging on the back of the door. Her wet clothes from earlier had disappeared, along with man who had given her such intense pleasure. Looking around the spa room f...

He had told her his flight was delayed. He wanted to see her before they met, when she was relaxed and at ease with her surroundings. So he had told her he would be there with her later, knowing she would follow her usual routine until then. Picking a seat in the corner of the hotel bar, he could watch the clientele enter and leave at his convenience. Male and female, young and old, and all ages in between. They could hav...

Every day is Sunday Worship in the bedroom Religion an addiction. Bound and helpless Hymns through headphones Sacrifice is blind. Feather-light touch As angel-wings Forehead to chin. Throat to breast Searing a path Burning desire. Reading her needs Chapter and verse Holiest of scripts. Pray for release That other death Le petit mort. Redemption is here In this instant Take me to church.

The heat was affecting her. That was the only explanation. Sultry and insidious, it oozed into her pores and her consciousness, altering her perspective, playing with her emotions, manipulating her opinions and pushing her boundaries further and further. Text conversations on sunny, humid summer evenings, tempered with vodka cocktails, easily strayed into - what was, for her - unfamiliar territory. Teasing became suggesti...

Alice took a fresh towel from the pile, and walked sinuously over to the massage table. It seemed to be more complex than those normally in beauty salons or spas. Inhaling, she realised the black, padded surface was real leather, and there were extra hinged sections for her arms and legs, enabling them to be positioned freely. As she examined it more closely, she noticed there were also what appeared to be cushioned strap...

The card in the window just said, “PA wanted. Apply within. 10am Fri.” The white, Victorian facade of the building gave no hint of the business contained. Alice was intrigued, and so bored and frustrated with her current office role, that she told her boss she had an appointment that day, and would be late. It was nice to have something to make an effort for, she reflected, smoothing new, sheer, gloss tights up her thighs...

It’s dark in her dream. Dark is good; dark is liberating. She can be herself in the dark, because the real world can’t intrude. She can give in to the sensations… She can submit. In her dream, she embraces it: four senses enhanced to an exquisite, sharp peak. Smell…clean linen, the salty tang of sweat and lust. Her light, floral perfume with hints of magnolia, melding with His woody scent, creating something unique to the...