I kept in touch with the male Dom who I met at The Power Exchange
...continued from the last post...and I know some of you have been anxiously awaiting more of this story...after I fisted her and played with her for a bit longer the male Dom asked if I'd like my boots shined. His little smirk and her moans of excitement led me to
While I was working as a receptionist at that big company in my early 20's a coworker introduced me to an interesting website. I think it was called "Bianca's Woods" or something like that. It was a place where people could write sexy stories and post them for others to
The beginning seems to be the appropriate place to start with this tale. I was raised in rural Nova Scotia, Canada. I was surrounded by farms and apple trees. I had a poor upbringing but all my basic needs were covered. My parents did the best they could with what they