/authors/the-white-knight/Recent content in The White Knight on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-usSat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000/stories/2002/05/01/whatever-you-want/Wed, 01 May 2002 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2002/05/01/whatever-you-want/<p>(Despite what the story claims this is a work of fiction, however it is much more fun if you read it as if it were true.)</p> <p>Numerous times in the past he has asked me to relate this event and just as many times I have refused him. Personally I don’t think it is anyone else’s business, but so be it. The reason he was so insistent that I write it, is that one night I told the story to him as if he had not been there at all. He didn’t say anything during my entire rendering of the event and the only way I knew he was listening was that his breathing became more and more shallow (which was my original intention&hellip; I was trying to get him in the &ldquo;mood&rdquo; after he had had a hard day at the office). When I was finished, actually after we were finished, he told me I had to write this story. Well he has finally gotten his way&hellip; So here goes.</p>/stories/1/01/01/bondage-renewal/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/bondage-renewal/<p>**Bondage Renewal</p> <ul> <li>Part 1**</li> </ul> <p>I was basically at the point of giving up on making our sexual relationship more in line with what I would like it to be. My wife and I had been married ten years and in that time we had gotten into a pretty healthy cycle of sex&hellip; and every blue moon she would even consent to letting me put her into bondage. My wife just isn&rsquo;t the sexy or adventurous type and I had gotten used to that. I wasn&rsquo;t happy about it, but I was used to it.</p>/stories/1/01/01/bondage-renewal-2/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/bondage-renewal-2/<p>(story continues from <a href="bondage_renewal.html"><strong>Bondage Renewal</strong></a>)_</p> <p>_<a href="bondage_renewal.html">Part 1</a> **Bondage Renewal</p> <ul> <li>Part 2**</li> </ul> <p>The next day went as quickly as the last at work.  This time however she did call me.  We talked about the kids and other non-controversial topics.  Coming home was much the same as any other night.  Kids clamouring, dishes to wash, children to be put to bed&hellip; the entire normal ruckus that goes along with a family.  Ann kissed me as I came in the door, so I knew that everything was all right.</p>/stories/1/01/01/bondage-renewal-3/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/bondage-renewal-3/<p>(story continues from <a href="bondage_renewal2.html"><strong>Bondage Renewal 2</strong></a>)_</p> <p>_<a href="bondage_renewal2.html">Part 2</a> **Bondage Renewal</p> <ul> <li>Part 3**</li> </ul> <p>Now for the last little pieces of the tableau I was setting out to create.  Again from the top draw I removed two items, a black sleep mask and an aged wooden hairbrush.  The mask was a sleep mask from Victoria&rsquo;s Secret.  It was not the best of blindfold, but as a sleep mask was less onerous to my wife than any other option it was my blindfold of choice.  The brush resembled a sort of  miniature paddle sans rounded ends. I had fallen upon this treasure after our first spanking encounter and couldn&rsquo;t help but add it to my bag of goodies.   Ann&rsquo;s eyes popped open as she saw these two items.  A whining scream filled the air as her gag proved its worth.  She began pulling at her bonds, futilely trying to escape from them.  I tried to calm her down, but rather than being mollified she raised her head and shook it negatively from side to side.</p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace3.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 4 – The Wager; Part II By the White Knight</em></p> <p><em>‘Thank you very much, my dear’, Mr. Thatcher said as he watched me bend and stretch. ‘You have been a marvelous help this evening and I wish you a wonderful nights sleep.’  He was obviously giving me permission to leave.  ‘No, thank you very much, sirs’, I began, ‘It has been an honor to receive my first full bondage experience at the hands of two such distinguished gentlemen.  But, I have a favor to ask you, sirs.  Actually a rather large favor&hellip;’ I trailed off trying to gather my courage to make my request.  Looking up I noticed that Mr. Thatcher had lost his clinical look and was turning a bit white.  Mr. Stanton looked equally uncomfortable.</em></p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace10.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)</p> <p>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 11 –  First Date: Bondage Challenge – Part III By the White Knight</p> <p>We hugged and then he took my small hand in his and led me to the bathroom.  I visited the bedai first and then joined him in the shower.  The  big glass stall easily accommodated two people.  Thoughtfully, he had kept the water to a luke warm temperature.  Even this felt burning hot on my whipped rump.  He lathered me with soft liquid soap.  Caressing the soap onto my skin, rather than simply rubbing.  As the minutes passed he turned up the temperature until the water was pleasantly hot.  The hot water and his massaging hands were like magic upon my strained muscles.  I leaned back against his strong body as I melted to his touch.  Next he shampooed my hair.  Slowly, deliciously he ran his fingers through my long hair.  Gently separating the few tangles he found.  I was in seventh heaven.</p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace5.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 6 – Audition with the Mystery Man By the White Knight</em></p> <p><em>The next morning Lucinda didn’t leave me out of her sight the entire time.  We ate and talked, but she brushed aside all of my requests for information about my proposed pairing.  At work it was much the same.  I attended every meeting that she did and was even taken to lunch with her and the other executives.  Only for a few minutes did she leave my side and that only to hold a quiet conversation at the end of the room with Mr. Stanton.  He looked at me covertly a number of times during that brief discussion and ended nodding his head and smiling as he kissed Lucinda on both cheeks.  I thought that they must have reached some mutually beneficial business arrangement, based on the way that they were acting.</em></p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace4.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 5 – Painful Lesson in Sisterhood By the White Knight</em></p> <p><em>The workday went much as it had the day before.  More meetings and more notes.  The tone of these meetings was positive and I took that to mean that Mr. Thatcher was going to get at least some of the concessions that he was looking for.  I was finally released from my duties at 4:00pm, in order to go back to the house and see if Lucinda had gotten there yet.  I drove as fast as the law would allow and than a few miles an hour faster hoping that I would beat Lucinda to the house.  I desperately needed sexual release by this point.  In fact throughout the day I had had to squirm in my chair a few times to relieve the pressure which still resided between my legs.</em></p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace1.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 2 – Learning the Ropes with a Twist By the White Knight</em></p> <p><em>An annoying buzzing noise brought me back to reality.  As the cobwebs of my rest began to fade, I kept wondering what the damn buzzing was.  With a monumental effort, I lifted my arm and removed the satin night mask.  Slowly my eyes focused in the direction from which the sound was coming.</em></p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace9.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 10 – First Date: Bondage Challenge – Part II By the White Knight</em></p> <p><em>With a few deft movements Greg removed the strips of cloth from my legs and upper body.  I sat up and rubbed gently at my wrists.  It was interesting that the soft cloth had hardly left any marks on my skin at all.  Certainly there was a certain amount of redness, but nothing like the angry looking indentations made by rope.  I was surprised to realize that I sort of missed that look.</em></p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace6.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 7 – Mystery Man Revealed By the White Knight</em></p> <p><em>‘OK, Princess’, he said warmly.  ‘You can take off the blindfold and find out who your mystery lover really is.’  Blinking my eyes as I adjusted to the brightness of the room’s lights, I focused on my not-so imaginary lover.  Dark hair, blue eyes, warm smile, large frame and a good build&hellip; ‘Jeeezzzz, you look awfully familiar&hellip; don’t I know you from somewhere’, I asked him.  He showed more nice white teeth and replied, ‘Try from someone, Princess’.</em></p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace8.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 9 – First Date: Bondage Challenge – Part I By the White Knight</em></p> <p><em>Greg drove us over to the best hotel in the area, a Marriott.  We rode the elevator to the 20th and top floor.  The room he led me into was not just a room but also a suite.   There was a living room with a dry bar, the bedroom and a huge marble encrusted bathroom.</em></p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace7.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 8 – First Date - Appetizers By the White Knight</em></p> <p><em>I woke to a beautiful Saturday morning.  Greg called me shortly after nine and told me that he would be by around ten.  He said he’d like to do some bicycling and have a picnic and asked if I was game.  I quickly told him that I was up for ANY GAME that he wanted to try.  He was laughing as he hung up the phone.</em></p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>(story continues from <a href="leather_lace2.html"><strong>Leather &amp; Lace</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 3 – The Wager: Part I By the White Knight</em></p> <p><em>When I sat down at my desk on Friday morning, I found two notes.  One was from Mr. Harrison, telling me to set up a meeting with the head of the copy department for 10:00am on Monday, as his schedule was too cramped to fit it in today.  He added that he would like to review my version of the instructional documentation first thing Monday morning.  The second note was from Mr. Thatcher asking me to see him as soon as I arrived.</em></p>/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/leather-lace/<p>* Leather &amp; Lace Chapter 1 – Temporary Initiation By the White Knight</p> <p>I responded to a call from my temp agency to be at Madison and 63rd, at 9:00 am on Monday morning, for an undetermined length assignment.  Short on money I really wanted to make a good impression, hoping that they would keep me on for a while, so I showed up a half-hour early.  Walking into the lobby of the brown stone building, I was immediately met by a doorman.  He asked if he could help me and I told him I was looking for the company name printed on the paper I handed him.  He looked at the paper.  I blushed as he looked at me over from head to toe and pointed to the curved marble staircase that rose to the second floor.</p>/stories/1/01/01/on-the-road-again/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/on-the-road-again/<p>(story continues from <a href="on_the_road_again.html"><strong>On the Road Again</strong></a>)</p> <p>story</p> <p> On The Road Again - Chapter 2  by The White Knight (This is a fictional story based upon a similar encounter that did not in anyway turn out like this fantasy.)</p> <p>“You may talk freely now slave Katherine”, I said.  “I would very much like to hear from your own lips what you are feeling and thinking, as you kneel helplessly bound before me.”</p>/stories/1/01/01/on-the-road-again/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/on-the-road-again/<p>story</p> <p> On The Road Again - Chapter One  by The White Knight (This is a fictional story based upon a similar encounter that did not in anyway turn out like this fantasy.)</p> <p>It was late, for me at least, around about mid-night.  The hotel bar was relatively quiet with all of the usual sounds.  A basketball game was on the TV.  People were chatting about this and that and the normal few singles on the make.  With all of the traveling that I have had to do lately, bars like this one were becoming almost a home away from home to me.</p>