defied explanation. His rhythm quickened, he slammed into me, and I slammed back against him; his fingers stroke

ed a swift slap on the rear that served as a timely reminder to elevate my a

my skull. He moved with slow, deliberate strokes, driving intently into me;

I thought

amusement in his voice. That's amazing, Prof

ghing; it was co

*

me after he got up to throw away the cond

ce. Naked as a baby as I sucked him off on his terrace. I gave him a good ol' fashioned pussy slap in the face as he was licking me

eft wondering what had possessed me. I avoided risky behavior like this b

ent out and got them off the terrace. As of this writing, he was still

id, "I feel like a bit of a slut." Honestly

d. Don't, he urged me. We are mature adults, and we both enjoyed ourselve

ity. I'd always knew I like receiving a spanking, but today was different. Today, I felt an overwhelming desire to bring him joy; I yearned for him to have power over me. Even thoug

I need to

is thoughts on my answer. As he entered the room t

aying, "That i

was harsh. "Clean up and I

*

eneath my covers, I said, "Magic 8-ball." When

al obvious, but my thou

nion, that

and there was some truth behind it. Months passed, and the constant flurry of te

ne rang, and I glanced at the display

and playful. "How are things in the concrete jungle?

s not as huge or as horrible as y

nothing I can say in th

ou for a while now, but we just began going out. It's not something I wa

months had done their job, and the rip in my heart was

obed her with. A lot of jerks who confused dominan

keep threatening him that if he doe

had spoken to me in such a manner, I would have laughed hysterically,

you doing? "Who

and the fire in her eyes sprung into my thoughts. However, Chloe had already submitted her dissertation and relocat

, "not

I had fantastic sex, but we never developed the kind of emotional connection that would have made our relationship last. We w

long pause, was t

New York, Oren, look

sponse. We parted ways, and I fou