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Sunday, January 8, 2017

Shower of Deceit
The shower of deceit
My lovely at my feet
Punishment she'll get
Making her come so wet
She's naughty often
And I'll never soften
Toward her little antics
My hand already planted
On one soft full cheek
So erotic and sleek
The first slap on her ass
Hard and so very fast
Her little squeak of defeat
Drives me onward 
Another slap now stronger
I'm getting aroused now
As she speaks her vow
Calls me her sir
My steel begins to stir
One more whack
To keep her on track
Then sit on Masters lap
Let my fill your wet gap
Such a naughty girl
Let your desires unfurl
How Masters enjoys 
His girl's erotic noise
As we come in unison
Naughtiness so jubilant

Ethan Radcliff©2017

Saturday, January 7, 2017

A moment of desire: A Darker Dom….
He knew from her body language that she was interested. When she turned in her chair to explain her current situation, her bare knee brushed his. He wanted to run his hand along her perfect knee letting it journey higher, but a gentleman refrains from such behavior. However, in bed, he was a far different man. Did she have the stamina he required? Could she submit to his every whim under the covers? She ran her tongue over her lower lip. Was that a promise of what was yet to come? Beware, his overheated brain screamed, ‘lady, you have no idea what I want from that devious little tongue.’ His desire hardened inside his trousers. Charles imagined her on her knees, his meat deep down her throat. His thoughts echoed, ‘Oh yes, my dear, the gentleman before you is a fraud.’

Excerpt...A Darker DOM...

Excerpt...A Darker DOM...

With one soft tap, he pondered the words she'd said to him the night of Tasha's murder. She'd call him Master, vowed her love for him. Now he was faced with nothing but defiance. He realized that during the day she faced life-threatening situations, she was a fucking cop, and that had become an issue for them both. Charles wanted her to get out, he had enough money to support the both of them and very comfortably. And, he did have his motives, he wanted them to live the lifestyle and draw up a contract, fulfilling her needs and his. The war of wills was wearing thin. It was time for him to seek outside help and that help was Harry Bass, a friend, and a Master he admired. A strong man always was ready to face his weaknesses and was always willing to work on them. Unfortunately, his love for Joy may have become his biggest flaw.