by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
She rolled her eyes again. “Make up your mind! Are you a tough dom or am I getting some friends together and we are all sitting on your face?” He sighed and frowned and pounded on the table a little as he stood up. “I’m both! I can be both. Listen, there are a lot of...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
He knocked on the door again. “Are you trying on my present?” he said, not waiting for an answer and walking right in. “Daddy!” she said, dropping her skirt back down to cover her legs. She was standing in front of the full-length mirror on the wall of her very pink...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Somewhere in between dreams, I heard the shower start. Opening my eyes sometime later, I found myself bathed in gray light coming through white linen curtains. Then I watched the naked legs of a woman in a towel walking back and forth in front of me as I laid on my...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
She came out of the bedroom into the living room in a dirndl, the traditional Alpine peasant outfit worn between the 16th and 18th century and still worn for traditional German celebrations such as Octoberfest. “This? Seriously?” She asked incredulously, spinning a...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
In her correspondences, she addressed me as Mister Baker, and I referred to her simply as Catherine. She was frank and forward and listed her proclivities and predilections concisely. “Ageplay, medical play, biting, bloodplay (my number one fetish,) breathplay and the...