Mistress Jane

Tue, 06 Apr 2010 00:00:00 +0000

This story was an entry into the 2010 Winter Fetish Story Contest

She really is quite the minx. Her long hair cascading down her back, framing her face on one side, yet partially concealing the slight smile and the mischievous glint in her eye on the other as she peered through her Auburn locks. I know that look. The look that she gets when she wants to play. The look that I’m always falling for. The one that melts all my resistance. The look that says she owns me. Of course my Mr Willie immediately sprange to life, a mind of it’s own, instantly signaling it’s interest in the events about to unfold.

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Mistress Jane