Entries by Allessandra Browne

The Meal. Fantasy.

He sits at the head of the table where he belongs. She sits opposite dressed in the clothes he’d selected earlier. The whore looks as she should. The black corset has the desired effect, her breasts squeezed tight, almost spilling out. Although, it’s the smile she wears that helps the men relax. The six guests […]

Mr Big.

I wanted to kiss you tonight. There. I fucking said it. I wanted to kiss you too. I guess it was then that the decision was made. They would kiss. They would start there. The whore and the whoremonger. She with ten thousand lovers and him with his harem of whores. He was the kind […]

The Couple.

It starts with a late night call.  Will you see us? Why not? It’s been a while.  Come. It’s always about the balance of power.  My house.  My rules.  There are no rules.  Let’s see where the energy takes us.  I read it when they come through the door.  A little drunk a little high […]

The Cuckold. TBC.

The voice on the end of the phone.  He is nervous.  He doesn’t know if she is the real deal.  His palms are sweaty and his cock limp.  It isn’t that his cock is even that small but it is most definitely unworthy.  He knows that much about his secret self.  It feeds him. She […]

The Vial.

It would be true to write that I am his muse. This thing of ours has changed the game. The game has two players and one coach. And now I am going to write in free fall so you might get a glimpse from behind the curtain. It has been ten days since I last […]

Paul E.

He was always going to make an impact. From the moment he stepped inside she’d felt a frisson of excitement. Different. Sometimes the energy two people make together creates more than sparks, it brings forth two animals who peer out from underneath – it summons them. His animal is ready to pounce. It takes her […]

The Sex. God.

It had started that morning with a man whose need was to be owned. He fed off her words of humiliation and contempt like a kid in a candy store. Of course, she didn’t touch his worthless cock nor was he given permission to touch her Goddess cunt. Each knew their place is this story. […]

The Office. Fantasy.

She takes her time getting ready, freshly waxed, hot shower, perfume (Christian Dior – Addict), stockings, heels, white bra, white shirt, black skirt, black heels. Her hair is a wild mess of curls as though she has just walked along the beach but it wouldn’t really matter what she tried to do with it – […]

The Day We Met.

I was rested.  I was ready.  Come.  And there you were.  I laughed inwardly when I heard myself audibly gasp at the sight of you.  You with the sunglasses you with the smile and the confidence exuding from every pore of your body.  Suddenly it was me who felt shy and awkward and unsure.  This […]

The Gentleman Caller.

This man. This man with the mouth that could kiss her all over.  This man who would gently pull her hair to turn her face toward his.  Yeah.  This man. She asks if he would enter her home with his cock out, hard, she will be on her knees ready to lick taste devour.  She […]