Category: Shaving

Bad Girl

 She stood before him, head bowed, hands clasped behind her back,  naked except for the black leather collar around her neck,  listening intently to his cool, firm voice as he chastised her for her disobedience.  She was a girl again, and this feeling of butterflies in her tummy  had not changed one bit despite the decades which had passed since she was last truly disciplined.   Was it that no one had cared about her… […]


  Her sister walked in carrying a large bowl of water and a towel and washcloth over her arm. She placed the bowl on the floor next to the bed, and she laid the towel and washcloth on the bed next to Katie. I noticed that she had also closed her robe and tied it tightly in the front. I could not tell whether she had put any panties on. She left the room and […]