Jim 2 – The honeymoon period.

You may recall from my previous post about Jim that he’s very, very well endowed in the trouser department. You might also recall that he broke tradition last time and gave my minky a fabulous time with his tongue.

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Oliver 2 – where I’m caught snooping, and punished.

I’d walked in the room and discovered Oliver’s dirty little secret – he had a sex dungeon!

It’s not every day you discover someone has a sex dungeon.

That was the last time I saw Oliver – he gave me a bit of an introduction to the BDSM lifestyle. He was in fact a little shit. He got me so worked up, enticing me with the prospect of a good seeing to – then he left me hanging.

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Steve 3 – Men, the fuckers drive you insane!

Steve has been at the back of my mind since he challenged my intentions the last time I saw him. Well, when I say Steve has been at the back of my mind, I really mean his challenge has.

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Ryan 1 – Where we play Hide & Tease.

If you read my previous post then you’ll already know a little about Ryan. He’s what I call a performer. He’s worked on mastering control of his orgasm so he can hold on for longer, prolonging the pleasure both for himself and his partner. He never fails to hit the spot. * In one particular […]

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The 3 Types of Men…in Bed.

After my last encounter with Pete where I experimented with a tantric technique on him, I figured it’s about time I told you where I learned about it. His name is Ryan, and to say he’s good in the sack is an understatement. Ryan is, without exception, the most skilled performer I’ve ever experienced. In […]

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John 3 – Sorting through the crap.

John really did throw me when I quoted his house clean. Even after I tried putting him off by charging him considerably more than my normal rates, he still went for it. He threw me so much that I realised after I’d left I’d totally missed out some of the questions I normally ask prospective […]

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Pete 2 – How to train your sub.

‘Right, you worthless maggot, get that fucking kitchen cleaned,’ I say, getting into role. ‘Yes miss,’ says Pete. ‘Right away.’ ‘But bring me a coffee first, and biscuits. I’m hungry and I’d like a nice biscuit.’ ‘Of course miss,’ says Pete. ‘Coming right up.’ Pete tootles off into the kitchen and I park my arse […]

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