Every morning she saw him, standing there in the window. It began the day after they met, quite by accident (literally).
This is the third part of my darkly erotic short story, Audience for the Marionette’, which is included in my forthcoming book on voyeurism. We(read more…)
Rule 34: if it exists, someone’s kinky for it Away from those high-end fetish clubs, alpha billionaires and join-the-dots BDSM ‘journeys’, there are almost limitless(read more…)