Visualization Stories

In the dimly lit room, his fingers danced playfully along the curve of her hip. She was sheer perfection, the center of his universe. Taking time like this to enjoy her was always a decadent pleasure. Leaning in, he nibbled on her ear and asked, “What’s going on in that wicked mind?” “Mmm...” He laughed, knowing that could mean any number of things. More than likely, she was envisioning how he’d kept her naked, spanked he...