by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
I had been to fancy events before, though never a white tie ball. I’d been to museum galas and fancy dinners and all sorts of elegant gatherings, but that was back in New York, in the familiarity of the Upper East Side. That night I was in foreign territory, the...
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...
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
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
There was a familiar comfort in the deep couch. There was a knowledge that if one sat on that couch, they would sink back and possibly never get up. But that’s what we wanted at that moment. It was cold and raining outside. We could hear a bitter and cruel wind...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
It started in such a simple and silly way. A bunch of us were out, in a crowded bar, huddled in small groups so we could hear each other, when randomly the topic of grooming came up. Kimberly tended to be the quiet one in our group, and because of that, I always...