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In Tatters

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I knelt at His feet in the utter mess I’d made. My struggle to succeed was stark. No one had ever seen me so disheveled…in such embarrassing circumstances. As He cleaned me up for the second time two minutes, I looked up to meet His steady gaze and tried to gauge his reaction. Disgust at another disastrous, completely unimpressive act of service? Frustrated at my inability to get it together? Sadistically amused at another ridiculous unglamorous predicament I’d once again found myself in? I knew he was taking in every fucking minute detail of the wreck before Him and squirreling it away in the vault of His mind, but what did He feel? His stoic expression offered me no hint. Without comment He stood firm in front of me. Fuckin unwavering. He hadn’t walked away. He hadn’t stepped back. I swear He may have even leaned in. As soon as I’d semi-collected myself, I began my third attempt even as I tried in vain to push the remaining proof of my ineptitude out of view, hoping it would simply
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Public Consumption

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I have never played in a public club.  Yes...really. Reeeeally. REALLY!!! lol Trust me...that still missing piece of my journey wasn't due to my lack of desire. But moving on... I don’t even remember how that fact came up in our conversation. His immediate response completely overshadowed anything that came moments before.   Without hesitation He claimed that rite of passage for His Own.   Damn, I Iove how He absolutely seizes opportunity.   It wasn’t some “someday” bullshit either.   ~sigh~   The decision of when and where came in His next breath. Now that our visit is only days away, I'm contemplating... I am an exhibitionist.  No doubt.   But like everything else in kink-land, my depths have never been explored let alone exploited or tested.  No. There is no fear.  My eyes flash at a challenge.  My muscles clench in anticipation.  So much to discover, understand, fucking relish.  Even if I fail, I embrace pride and joy in the experience.   Yet as with al
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What Will Be

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Without hesitation, He sweeps aside every challenge with a clear decisiveness I've rarely seen, and my Lioness purrs. That Man knows what He wants. He wants me. I think it may have taken an hour - if that - for Him to decide. No bullshit.  No needless games.  No coward.  He laid it out unequivocally. I should say I was shocked or stunned or in awe, but I can't.  For reasons I can't explain only feel, instead all I can say is the rightness of Him and His decision simply settled into my bones. Yes. Him. This. I don't know if He knew or felt it, but that was my first act of submission.  My full acceptance that His decision was genuine.  There was no tug of doubt in my heart, mind, or body.  He wanted me. Yet, understanding the complications of life and the impulsiveness of desire, the grown woman in me held steady to see what would be. Would this beautiful Lion disappear into the night once He boarded His train? Would He run when He understood how complic
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Intoxicated - Part I

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Amid Grand Central's cavernous majesty and a sea of rush hour chaos I waited.  Tick. Tock.  I was early.  The butterflies of excitement I'd felt getting ready to leave work had settled.  I wondered if anyone noticed my now braless breasts under the v-neck dress I'd worn today at the office.  I didn't give a fuck.  It's New York.  Naked beneath my dress didn't even register on the city's crazy scale.  I wondered if He'd care.  If the fact that I offered Him such access to me would matter. So much still unknown but I was on this path.  To see what could be.  I refused to temper myself.  Fuck it.  Never again.  This is who I was for a Man who tempted my lioness to wake.  Tick.  Tock. There.  Him.  Smiles.  Hugs.  A chaste kiss.  No obvious heat.  The masks of our real lives and professional personas still firmly in place.  Chit chat.  Practicalities.  Nothing out of the ordinary...but there...that softness in me.  That something that just naturally shif
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Free Once More

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Quiet morning. A lazy stretch.  Muscles ache sweetly from the midnight run through moonlit shadows and darkness. My lioness reclines in the warmth of His sunshine. Those frozen walls that had for so long hidden my cage shattered by His demands. Shards of ice litter the ground and melt between my paws. The door of that brutal cage hangs open at my back. That which once held me prisoner destroyed with His strength and will. His taste still lingers on swollen lips. His scent infused with my own. His roars an echo through my hungry wicked soul. His searing touch a memory my hungry beast savors. A flick of my tail. A quiet purr. A lioness momentarily sated. At peace. I wait content under a new dawn. For a leash and a firm hand to lead me? Or a mate whose darkness matches mine And wants me to run freely by His side through the grasslands? Another lazy stretch. Another flick of my tail. Another purr. My beast is free once more. My hooded gaze watches the horizon
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Initial Offering - Part II

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My lips drove up and down his shaft as my tongue danced across his head and stroked his length. Wet sloppy sounds echoed through the room. I couldn't get enough of Him. He let me have my way. I sucked. I slurped. I fed from Him. I was ravenous. I latched onto His perfect swollen head and sucked like the ravenous bitch I was, moving in every angle my precarious position allowed. My cunt dripped down my thighs as my desire for Him only burned hotter with each taste. My nails dug into the underside of the soft beautiful wood. With a deep breath I took His meat. Across the ridged roof of my mouth to the soft back and further down my throat. My nose pressed against the warmth of his wiry mat of hair. My throat clenched around his head as I gagged loudly without shame. He groaned in pleasure and suddenly I felt his palm cup the back of my head and force me another inch further onto his dick. I gagged harder. I choked. I needed oxygen, but still He held me firmly on Him. Then He growl
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Initial Offerings - Part I

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We hadn't met, yet I shivered in anticipation. Hours and hours of communication had fueled what I'd known for years, that sparks would fly like wildfire between us. The inferno of us was so close. I took a deep breath. My hand fluttered one last time smoothing the short skin tight red dress barely holding my breasts. I pressed my burgundy stained lips together before I lifted one knee and then another to kneel on the black lacquered bench. I glanced again at the view and smiled wickedly. Once in a lifetime moments should always be relished. Floor to ceiling windows framed the twinkling city's skyscrapers. My hope was that that view paled in comparison to what he'd find in the room. The soft recessed lighting lit the hopefully seductive stage I'd chosen and blended perfectly with the stunning night skyline. Another deep breath. I picked up one of the brandy sniffers with its amber gold cognac and leaned down on my elbows. I cupped the liquid with my hands. An o
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Fire & Ice

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Everything before this was then. This is Now. Many, many things have changed. Some have not. I’m still at my core a whore. I’m still in my soul a submissive. I’m still searching for that relationship where I can truly be a submissive whore. My Journey Through the Dark has had many ups and downs.   Shit happens.   Hopes I had once nurtured are no more.   Beliefs I had once held have been overwritten with truth. I embrace truth no matter how deep it burns and learn from my mistakes.   (No…the general public will not get details. Go find your soap opera elsewhere.)   Yet despite it all, I regret no part of my journey to date.   I have acted with honor at every step and discovered much about myself: who I truly am and all that I am capable of. So what else has changed? A ton of practicalities:   I live in NYC.   I am single and have been for quite a while.   Due to circumstance beyond my control, the kinky, naughty side of my lioness has fallen into a slumber
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