I leave the confessional, light as air. I am absolved, my penance is a joy, to light a candle, kneel on cold, hard stone before the Our Lady’s altar, to pray, pray to her, the perpetual virgin, clothed in soft light blue that shimmers in the morning sunlight that streams through the cupola. I light my candle, I kneel, look up in supplication at Our … Continue reading IMMACULATE MARY
He told me had once been a dom. I already knew that and knew he hadn’t been the kind. Loving dom my friend Anna had needed. He had rather been a domineering arsehole, on a power kick. But, when I first met him, I sensed that, behind his cartoon like dom persona, lurked submissiveness, a submissiveness that he was trying so hard to deny. We … Continue reading SWITCHING WITH THE SISSY
I didn’t fall for her because she was beautiful but rather because she wasn’t. I was hers the moment I saw her, on an October day twenty years ago. I was wondering through the Moravian Gallery, on my final day in the city. Brno is actually a pleasant city, once you have penetrated the dystopian outer ring of Communist era panelaky, and like peeling off … Continue reading Ars Amandi
My man is in prison. I am not going to tell you what for, it doesn’t matter. But he is in prison,one of those Victorian prisons, with high walls with a big, fat tube stuck on top to stop you climbing over, and a gatehouse with towers and turrets, like some parody of a castle.He is somewhere inside on a big echoing wing, in a … Continue reading Dolores
Read the previous instalment here Part Four – Ludmila Berlin – 2012 It was on her first day as a sex worker that Leah met Ludmila. She showed Leah round the Kreuzberg brothel, have her advice, seemed open and friendly, despite her faltering German. The day was quiet and by early evening she had seen only two clients. The first was an older man who was … Continue reading City of Whores -Part Four
Read the previous instalment here Part Three – Leah Chernivtsy formerly Czernowitz Ukraine – 2010 By the time their tourist party had reached Przemysl, on the sleeper train, Leah was tired, and starting to feel that sense of loneliness and depression that can overwhelm solitary travellers. Not that she was the only single in the group but, despite her six months of study at the … Continue reading City of Whores -Part Three
This is the second part of a four part story. Read Part One here Part Two – Okhsana Chernivtsy, (formerly Czernowitz) Ukraine – 2010 When Okhsana turned 16 she made herself a promise, that she would celebrate her 18th birthday far from this grubby post-Soviet backwater. She was already tall for her age, she was athletic, start of a local girls’ volleyball team, she had long … Continue reading City of Whores – Part Two
ROZALIA Czernowitz – Austria-Hungary 1910 Oberkriminalrat Rudolf Krenek hated Czernowitz even more than he hated whores,the ones he controlled as much as the ones who worked for other pimps, the ones he hararassed and arrested when bribes were not paid on time. There were plenty of whores in the city, plenty of girls who were lured away by promises of glamorous work and easy money in Ottoman Istanbul … Continue reading City of Whores – Part One
Before I caught her eye as she smiled and welcomed me aboard the flight to Paris I saw the gloves. I waved my boarding card at her and mumbled something back at her as I went to find my seat. I stuffed my bag under the seat in front (I always travel light and only had a a small bag) and fastened the safety belt. … Continue reading Hand in Glove
“It is always by way of pain one arrives at pleasure.” – Marquis de Sade His Mistress set him weekly lines, 250 each time. This task was tedious and irksome. It did not hurt but the repetition of the line burned the message into his soul. And his Mistress chose the lines appropriately. He opened the e mail and read “The lines that I require this … Continue reading THROUGH AGONY TO ECSTASY
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