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.
‘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 […]
This was an emotive one to write.
It’s posted raw and unedited.