Bal Masque
Two strangers indulge in their ultimate fantasy, submission and dominance.
This world, someone once explained to me, made you feel alive, lit your body on fire, and transcended any sense of reality. I see it in the eyes of masked women, eyelashes fluttering and not nervously but arousing fascinated by the scene. I tug at the hem of my black silk robe aware of his eyes on me. He's watched me the entire evening a physical hand of ownership I've tried to ignore. I came alone. The invitation requi...