Cuckquean Diaries: Crowned, Part II

Hearing another woman call my husband ‘Master’ had an impact as potent as hearing someone else tell him, “I love you.” It stung, felt foreign and insulting...yet, I couldn’t help but giggle. A lot, in fact. When she entered the room, wearing nothing but my collar, something inside of me twisted (even more so than [...]

Let’s Hear It For New York

Going to the city that never sleeps is always an exciting venture. I imagined cocktails on rooftops, sex parties in slow motion, and finding bliss in Bowery. I'd be lying if I said none of those things happened (more on that later). For now here are some of the highs and lows the concrete jungle [...]

The Next Generation

The rain had stopped in the city, and I'd been aching to feel the breeze on my skin again. I'd basically become a hermit in the Big Apple. The problem was, the apartment had been far too warm for any kind of kanoodling, so it felt like a good opportunity to get some of that [...]