She was English, distinguished, and lived in a mansion. She called me “Darling,” and we had tea, intimate lingerie sleepover parties and the best of times….that is until she started calling a new male lover “Darling!” It seems even I get jealous. #sensualitymatters
New Episode is out! After hearing about my Caribbean friend’s encounter with her “master,” I realized I too need a Master:) xoArielle
Young Girl, Older Women
So there was this lady that I knew and I loved, she loved me.
She taught me so many things, it was important because a lot of the things she taught me, I just didn’t know.
I came from this little, little town.
You know, she was worldly and taught me so many new things.
She taught me things when I came to her house.
It was a time in her life when she would get hot a lot of the time and so when she opened the door, she would open the door with no clothes on.

She had so many beautiful things on her body, her skin was like this caramel colour.
She was such a beautiful lady, when I saw her, it didn’t mean much because it was just Summer.
I told my brother about it, he told me she was a lesbian, that she was trying to make me want her.
I told him she can’t be a lesbian, she has a little girl.
He told me she wants me to be what she is; I told him it wasn’t like that.
My brother told me he never wanted me to be with her, never to be in the same bed.
One night she had to spend a night with me, my brother knew she was there.
He said that she wasn’t allowed to spend the night.
I got out of bed and went to bed with her; he woke up early in the morning and knocked on the door, asking ‘IS SHE IN THERE WITH YOU?’
I told him she was, so what.
He stormed into the room and parted us, screaming that she wasn’t allowed near me.
Eventually I got him to leave.
I was almost taken again, that was a close one…
Men with Glasses
So I had to tell you a secret, a secret about me. I love men..
I love all men but I especially love men that wear glasses, I love the ones that wear glasses.
There’s something so sexy, alluring and wonderful about men that wear glasses.
I can’t get over it.

When I think of them, I dream about them, if I even see them on the street or in a shop, wherever I am, I’ll be minding my own business when a man with glasses will walk past, I feel this rush in me, the kind where I can’t get over myself.
When I walk into a room and it’s full of men I instantly turn to the ones wearing glasses.
I’m so turned on by glasses, I get so turned on.
I can put on some glasses and I’ll get instantly turned on.
If you’re a man and wearing glasses, I’ll be the girl for you, there’s nothing I won’t do for you because you’re the man of my dreams. I will do anything for you..
Let Me Kiss You Down There
There was another time with a girl that I really liked, it happened again where I was almost taken.
Every morning we would talk, recapping what happened yesterday over the phone.
One morning she came over, wanting to talk in person.
She said she wanted not to talk, just to see me.
I agreed but she told me she wanted to see more of me, I giggled but she was more persistent, she told me about how cute and perky I was.

I told her I was happy all the time, but she wasn’t talking about that kind of perky…
She told me she wanted to kiss my perky…
I told her she couldn’t she was a girl; she couldn’t kiss my things…
I said no again.
She told me over the phone every morning, she had been using a machine to pleasure herself whilst talking.
She just wanted to kiss me so bad, I told her no. 
So she told me she wanted to kiss me in that other area.
Of course I said no, that she had to be joking.
She begged me to put my mouth down there… I told her if she did it to me, I would have to do it to her.
She said I didn’t have to do it to her.
I kept thinking about it, but still refusing her. I would never be her machine, I was only a girl.
It almost happened again, I almost got taken.
But I didn’t let it happen… *moaning*







