A band of leather attached to the collar connected to another strip similar to the waistband of a bra. It twisted and crisscrossed around and between Stella’s breasts until they were trussed up and presented, nipples bulging like cherries atop plump Christmas puddings. Then the strap continued do...
The lorry driver looked like some strange phantom in his over-sized rain poncho with the hood swallowing up his face. He slammed the bonnet shut and turned to her. ‘You’ve got a hole in your radiator,’ he shouted above the wind. ‘You’re not going anywhere tonight.’ He nodded to his truck, which s...
Inside, she broke into a cold sweat and would have found it difficult to stand if not for Alex’s supporting arm. She always took the stairs, which was great for the cardiovascular system, and cut way down on embarrassing incidents of hyperventilation in tight spaces. She vice-gripped Alex’s arm a...