You might have read my first story, 'Visiting Miss D' - this is the story of my third visit. Every word is true, or as near as I can recall. If you're interested, my second visit was as incredible as my first, but with an unexpected twists, in that with electric shocks to my balls and through a butt plug, I had one of the most intense orgasms of my life, all the more intense as it was unexpected (at least by me) and seeme...
Why did I feel such pleasure when my mistress humiliated me like she did? It was a question I had asked myself many times before and here I was asking it again as I stood before her naked, hands behind my back, penis hard as a rock in anticipation of the punishment she was about to give me. ‘You snivelling little pervert!’ she said contemptuously. ‘Look at you! That pathetic little organ of yours would never satisfy a REA...
The flight from Sydney to London was long and tiring despite paying for an upgrade to Business class, and a lay-flat bed, and unlimited champagne. It was especially tiring since I had had to say goodbye to my girlfriend, and our hedonistic lifestyle, at the security gate. Three months of Nirvana were brought to an abrupt halt by an out-of-date visa. Coitus Interruptus! Phone sex is better than no sex, and for six long mon...
