erotica

The only ride I__ interested in is on you, cowboy, but I__ sure all the women say that.

I wanted to, um, apologize for earlier. I can't believe I did that. I didn't think it could be real and__ __idn__ think what could be real?_ _Your penguin.

Well this wasn__ Vegas, and this wasn__ Disneyland, this was __rotica- The Theme Park _ featuring Femdom World, Slave World, Bondage World, Spanking World _ and so much more!_ -according to the brochure Jillian and Rebecca handed me with great fanfare the next day. -This is a beautiful brochure, I said _ very- -Glossy , said Rebecca. -Right, I studied it some more _ so is this_I mean _ legal? I mean, is it for real? -O yes, they said. -Well. Wow, I guess. -Wow is right, they said.Jillian had been on some trip with one of her many very rich and very ugly men friends, and they had shown her the place. (no she didn__ say to what extent she was __hown_ the place. She was very tight lipped about it, -wanted everything to be a surprise, she said)To be aware of Erotica-The Theme Park, and its Hotel Ecstasy you need money, connections, and more. In fact you need at least a 100 ft yacht to dock at its private Marina.And no I can__ tell you where it is, otherwise they will revoke my membership pass and kill my first born. But let__ say - it__ on an island, with warm water ,pure white sand beaches, it__ for the very rich, and it__ not far , by private helicopter from certain well known islands in let__ say, the Caribbean.

You're an addiction...my obsession...

Oh fuck, he was right there. I was wet as hell and he could probably smell me now. I should have eaten strawberries or melon or a dozen roses or an entire mint plant. Did that work for women? I read an article that it worked for men. Their spunk tasted like what they ate. Did my vagina taste like spaghetti right now? God dammit! I shouldn't have eaten dinner!

As I rock down the hall I am flung from my path- snatched and grabbed. Before I can even utter a word, a large palm is covering my mouth. In less than five seconds I am inside a pitch black room, pushed face first into a cold metal door, and I hear the lock snick into place. A heavy weight presses at my back. I didn__ even have time to panic. It was a well-timed attack.My mind flashes to another time and place, another hand on my mouth. I breathe though the panic that tries to overcome me.I allow my senses to put me at ease. He__ just softly breathing near my ear. His body is relaxed. The way he holds me feels more playful than threatening.__et me guess_ the Boss,_ I say to the heavy weight at my back. My tone is a mix of amused annoyance.

a man who uses a woman for his own sexual gratification, but belittles her into thinking she is no good in bed, is not a dominant personality, but a submissive one.

Maybe you__e smiling as I stumble to put my feelings into words. But I__ trying to do her justice, you know?

Listen to me and listen to me good,_ she ground out. __ou are an asshole. You don__ tell me what to do, ever. The day you control my life, well, that day is when hell freezes over. I__ not some weak little wife type, asshole, and I don__ need a man to control me or tell me what to do. If you ever try to pull this shit again I__l show you weak when they have to surgically remove my shoe from your ass. When you walk in the door of my house after you find a way back there, you have five minutes to pack up your things and get the hell out or you__l need that surgery. I want you to get on a plane, take your miserable, bitchy little bald ass out of my life, and don__ ever come near me again. Do you hear me?

God, he was an evil bastard, but boy was he good!

Not that the man needed clothes. God meant for that piece of perfection to have nothing masking the luscious, tanned flesh stretched taut over beautiful muscles.

He__ a sub dog. How did she find a sub dog?

The male staff all wore gorgeous colored loin cloths that always seem to be about to fall off they__e wonderful hips. Their upper bodies were tanned sculpted and naked.The female staff wore short shorts and silky flowing tops that almost but didn__ expose their young easy breasts. I noticed we only ever encountered male staff, and the men walking through the lobby were always greeted by the female staff. Very ingenious, as Rebecca said later - if we had ticked Lesbians on the form I wonder what would have happened? -There was a place to tick for Lesbians, I said ? -Sexual Persuasion- it was on all the forms -Really. And, how many options were there? -You__e getting the picture, said Jillian.This was not your basic check in procedure as at say a Best Western. Our Doormen/Security Guards , held out our chairs for us to let us sit at the elegant ornate table. Then they poured us tea, and placed before each of us a small bowl of tropical fruit, cut into bite size pieces. Wonderful!Almost immediately a check in person came and sat opposite us at the desk. Again a wonderful example of Island Male talent. (in my mind anyway)We signed some papers, and were each handed an immense wallet of information passes, electronic keys, electronic ID__ we would wear to allow us to move through the park and its __orlds_ and a small flash driveI looked at it as he handed it to me, and given the mindset of the Hotel and the murals and the whole ambiance of the place, I was thinking it might be a very small dildo for, some exotic move I was unaware of. -What__ this? I asked him -Your Hotel and Theme Park GuideI looked at it again, huh, so not a dildo.

I enter. I__ not scared of Master Ez.I lean against the door with my eyes shut and breathe. Why did he ask me here if he wasn__ going to be waiting?__ou look gorgeous,_ a silky voice purrs and I jump again.__ thought you weren__ here. Why did Aaron let me in?_ My voice quivers in fear- hell, yeah_ I__ afraid of Master Ez.The office doesn__ get a second of my notice. Master Ez sits at his desk. He doesn__ get up. He smirks at me lasciviously. His steel eyes glow in the dim room. He commands me to look at him and I can__ stop.__ ask the questions, Regina._ The cadence is smooth, but there is an undercurrent of threat.He called me Regina, only Ezra calls me Regina. The one that was upset when I fled to the bathroom is the childlike Ezra- he probably would call me Regina, too. Master Ez calls me Queen. The true Ezra is a combination of both- an integrated personality. He__ the one talking to me. Why is HE looking at me like that?__ don__ understand that look, Ezra,_ I mumble.__s I__e said over and over, we are one in the same- Master Ez and I._ He sighs like he gets sick of pointing out that fact.__m- yeah_ but Master Ez loves ladies and they__e missing an appendage for you to enjoy,_ I tease because anything else would scare the shit out of me.__egina, Regina,_ he laughs. __he Ezra I used to be liked boys. That changed- quickly and against my will. Master Ez only likes girls. Doesn__ it seem likely that if who I used to be liked boys and who manifested liked woman, that perhaps I enjoy both now? If we are to cohabitate in peace, we have certain concessions to make.

Panties are a privilege, not a right.

A werewolf._ He said the word like he was learning a foreign language and wanted to get the accent right.

You stand fully clothed in a dark room with a spotlight on you. It__ bright but not blinding. So bright, you think the light should warm you. __ill you take off your clothes now, please._ he says from the dark.A calm voice, but definitely a commanding voice. I can imagine when it__ raised it could be, but in all the time he never raised it, the tone was always just right; even when he would say. __es, please let me hear you moan now. Louder_ It was always pitched just right.Except that one time.

How can you fly? I mean you have wings. Feathers. Did you know you have wings?