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WEDNESDAY STORY TIME: THE GUEST STAR
The year was 2015. Two threesomes in a week is like seeing a pig fly. It just doesn’t happen…..except it can and it does. The girl was so much fun. She was nervous but I thought it was cute. A curvy, native New Yorker – her thick mess of long, brown wavy hair and ivory skin begged to be kissed. In the nerves of a situation, roles will change; the guest star is now the dominant character. I started by simply unzipping my dress. He was sprawled out comfortably on the bed, lazily and dreamily watching. My eyes were locked on her. When someone is nervous in a sexual situation,…
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NOT ANY GIVEN MONDAY
“Passion is the key to everything we do. “ Rudy Ruettiger A simple quote from one of my favorite football movies. I loved Rudy, for the underdog story and the heart. Tonight we will watch two teams that if nothing else, will pay with every ounce of passion they have. There will, of course, be a victor. Listen in to my prediction…
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CHAPTER 4: AWAKENING AT SLAVE CAMP PART I
Yes, “slave camp” exists. Well, it’s more of a retreat than a camp, if you want to call it that. Based in Albany, NY, La Domaine Esemar tries to be something out of the “Story of O.” What looks like a typical home in the suburbs of Albany, has a community of people coming and going – local submissives, visiting Mistresses, a fully equipped basement dungeon and of course their decadent weekend parties. The commencement of those weekend parties was a Bacchanalian feast that would make even Bacchus blush. Indeed, the stars of those parties were never the scantily dressed slaves nor the richly latex-laden Mistresses, but rather the bottles…
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AUDIO NOTES, CLIENT THEOREM, confessions, dos and donts, escort thoughts, fantasy, intimacy, intimacy
PRIVATE PARTS: THE BELOVED TAINT
Sharing a few thoughts on one of the most intimate acts…rimming.
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Fantasy Friday: A Symphony Between the Thighs
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THROWBACK THURSDAY STORY TIME: A PICTURE WITH SO MANY WORDS
As the holidays wind down and life goes back to normal, I found a photo of me from December 2013, covered in Christmas lights. In the corner of the photo were our terms of endearment for each other, “RKPet by JSquare.” I was his pet. We started as client/companion and eventually became lovers. My lover/play partner, and former client, was so good at capturing a moment and all of the emotion that went along with it. A wild weekend in SLC with a 15-year-old Chilean Cabernet from the Winemaker’s private cellar, and some serious playtime. Clairvoyance of the Heart. I still remember our first dinner that weekend. He was in…
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ROARING INTO A NEW YEAR – 2024
Give me more, 2024. I want more.
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THE LAST FRIDAY
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IN THE SPIRIT OF VICTORY!
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THE LOST ROMANCE OF THE LETTER
Every Christmas, I look forward to one gift – my father’s handwritten letter on nothing-special paper, that peeps out of my stocking on December 25. It is so special that I don’t even read them. There is such great potency in my father’s words, though they are few. They always make me cry. The Jane Eyre Effect. In any important relationship that I have ever had, the handwritten letter was a significant form of communication. There is something about the sincerity of the written word, pen to paper that sets a man apart from the boys. It’s the extra effort and time, or perhaps are card chosen just for…