AUTHOR’S NOTE: Welcome to my final erotic work, ‘Culture Shock’. By way of introduction, I’d like to explain that this long story was written to fill a niche that is largely unexplored in ‘real’ BDSM erotica, and that is, ‘How does a submissive actually get from online to real life in the world…
Chapter 02 Sitting on the side of her bed, Elaine looked at the vibrator and her mind raced. If she cleaned off the lipstick, whoever kissed it would know she’d seen it. Would they check? If she left it how it was, could she pretend she hadn’t seen it? She quickly put it back…
Chapter 03 Elaine enjoyed being kurious. She could be true to herself. That’s what she liked most. The shy, mild-mannered virgin was much closer to her heart than the loud, slutty Naughtygirl. Whereas Naughtygirl ‘took it up the ass with glee’, kurious was more interested in actually getting to know people. …
Awkward seconds passed as Elaine waited, unsure of what MasterServant might say. Though she was expecting his reply, she jumped when the private message box popped up on her screen. “Welcome to the BDSM room,” he typed innocently. “Thank you,” Elaine replied, her hands shaking. “I should tell you acquiescent suggested I speak…
For a moment Elaine wondered where the disappointment was coming from. Maybe she was just annoyed with herself. She was usually meticulously punctual. But it wasn’t like she’d promised to meet him. It had just been a ‘maybe’. Shaking her head, she had a new appreciation for the term ‘wasted’. Who am I kidding?…
I was suddenly struck with the gravity of the situation. I could lose everything here! Clasping my hands tightly behind my back to stop them shaking, I tried to slow my breathing while Andrew, Paul and Kate looked down on me. My Judge, jury and executioner. I felt very small. Would I ever master this…
Memories of sultry summers scudded though my mind like hot afternoon clouds. Dim recollections of wafting mosquito netting fought with the smell of sun showers for my attention. Without opening my eyes, I knew the side of my face was stuck to the training table. The dull ache of my ass felt a million miles…
Still half asleep, I started turning over. Whoa! Not a good idea! By the time I’d returned to my original position, I was wide-awake. Complaining quietly in the almost pitch-blackness, my eyes where drawn to the thin arc of yellow moon illuminating the room. It was almost at the end of its nightly trek, low…
In five years I’ve had four ‘dates’, and none lasted more than a few hours. They didn’t feel right. Nothing ‘clicked’. But I haven’t been completely out of the picture. On occasions I was called upon for demos, and happily agreed, pleased my skills were appreciated. And I’ve been involved in a number of scenes…
Inside the front door, Andrew put down my suitcase and picked up a remote control from a side table, pressing a series of buttons. “I’ll give you the alarm codes later,” he said, pointing the remote in different directions, pressing more buttons and bringing his home to life. “And I’ll show you how to use…
I decided a few moments alone with her thoughts would be helpful to Dominique. Stopping in the doorway and buckling my belt, I gazed back at her while she swung back and forth in her own world. Now, THAT is a beautiful sight. There was more for Dominique to learn, and much more she would…
I moved in with Andrew sixteen days after meeting him. I still can’t believe it when I think about it. We boxed up my belongings in a couple of hours and that was that. I was worried about ‘notice periods’, and cleaning and getting my deposit back. Andrew said he would take care of it…
Friday morning. I loved public holidays. It’s funny, but I wasn’t even thinking about the weekend. Lying in bed watching the sun come up, my thoughts were on the previous twenty-four hours. Closing my eyes and replaying it in my mind, I was getting horny all over again. Two cocks. Two! God. I’d seen the…
After the weekend, Andrew gave me some space to get my head together, which was good. To be honest, I was ‘on autopilot’ all week, and hardly able to concentrate. I was glad work hadn’t noticed. The experience at Dean’s tilted my world on its axis, and I started to wonder about all kinds of…
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