Quotes from Claire Thompson

He understood Lawrence was weak and frightened, as bullies generally were when you scratched just beneath the surface of their swagger. "I

Floor," he said instead. It took her a moment to react. Then, with a small nod, she lay face down on the mat and crossed her wrists behind her back.

apology—which required her to turn her head so her forehead was touching the ground, and to spread her arms wide on either side of her body. It was a physical expression of total obedience and submission, perfect when a sub had something to apologize for.

It's not easy being a good Master, and we all work at it. You're having trouble balancing the power of your position with the grace and love that must accompany that power. I want to get you the help you need to start to deal with those issues from the inside out.

It was like splashing in a blowup baby pool in the backyard, when you'd become used to swimming in the ocean. How

Spread." Jess lowered herself once more to the mat. This time she lay on her back, arms tucked beneath her in a box position, legs spread wide.

Wheel," he said, his voice throaty with lust. As she lifted herself into the final position, he surreptitiously adjusted his cock in his pants. It was the perfect submissive offering—her body arched into a backbend, feet and hands braced flat on the mat, legs spread wide.

His cock was rock-hard against her thigh. Her legs fell open in wanton invitation. "Please," she begged.

slowly lowered herself to the mat. She placed her hands, palms up, on her thighs and spread her knees. Arching her back, she gave them all a lovely view of her cunt, all the while keeping her eyes properly downcast.

predicament bondage before, where the sub had to choose between two difficult, erotically painful outcomes. But the play had always been one-on-one. She'd never been made responsible for inflicting pain on others in order to avoid pain herself.

I think you killed me," he announced. "Then I hope there's an afterlife," she teased back.

The object had a metal handle about seven inches long, shaped like the handle of a spoon. Where the bowl would have been, there was a row of five closely-spaced, pointy-edged stainless-steel wheels, each about the size of a quarter. The wheels spun freely, fashioned with a series of evenly-spaced sharp pins.

Oh, yes, Sir," she breathed, and with that one word—Sir—the mood shifted from friends or even lovers to something deeper, something better. Slipping

You need to be possessed, controlled, owned." Something

Ah well. You know what they say. Progress, not perfection. That's why it's called training. Shall we begin again?

The first step is making sure you, as the Top, do, in fact, know what the hell you're doing.

The second time they made love was even better than the first. Their bodies fit perfectly together, the eager desperation of their first time segueing into a slower, more fully realized sensual dance.

Now, pull the knife toward you—never push it. You want to hold your blade the way an artist holds and controls a paintbrush. You have to anticipate a sudden flinch, jerk or quiver so that any cut is intentional, never accidental. Your sub is your precious canvas, and you want to be creative while always maintaining full control." Mark

You really are an incorrigible little slut girl, aren't you?

He wanted to share her grace and submissive charms with the people he'd come to regard as his family. And at the same time he wanted to possess her fully, to keep her in his bed at night, and by his side or on her knees in front of him when she wasn't serving the needs and pleasures of the household.

The erotic power was a natural aphrodisiac, and he suddenly understood what a rush edge play could be.

Really, we're just a microcosm of the human condition. Whether we're here a day, a month, a year, fifty years—our time on this earth is finite." This time he turned to Brendan. "Life isn't a dress rehearsal, as they say. This is our chance to discover things we might have only dreamed of before.

Love! Who said anything about love? Jaime

You wouldn't be the first trainee to fail, you know. You won't be the last, either. It takes real courage to submit." Ashley's