Fifty Shades of Pain

Welcome back fans. Whether you have read my Autobiography and or my collection of poems the real meat and potatoes of what makes me tick is inside this collection of Erotica. It is what got me to the dance so to speak. While my autobiography has been an incredible success it pales in comparison to the success that is my pen name unsettlednomad. As I mention in the opening to ‘What’s My Name?’ over Five thousand people a week read my Erotica and I thought that I should bring some of the calmer stories to you in this forum in case you were afraid to go to the sites where my works are posted. They are short and humorous but they will manage to get you to the point where you need to go depending on your kink. You may recall that before I started writing I used to own a fully equipped and operational dungeon and that my expertise is pain and complete submission. So with that in mind relax and pour yourself a nice glass of wine and let yourself go. Submit to me for I am the Alpha and the Omega and I am the reason that you are here. A sample is below......

Love they Husband Honor thy Master
Like some of you reading this I too live a dual existence. Unlike you I do not have to keep them apart from each other. They coexist like darkness and light. I do however sometimes have trouble deciding which one is more important to me and hopefully I will never have to choose.
It first became apparent that there was going to be some awkward moments in my life at my wedding to Joseph. That day was the happiest day of my life and not just because I was becoming the wife of the nicest most humble man I had ever met. Joseph is a wonderful man who has provided a comfortable home for the two of us. He is a competent lover and my best friend in the entire world. He is my soul mate.
His brother Andrew however controls my very existence. He made that perfectly clear to me the day I married Joseph. As the best man to his brother it was expected of us to share in a few dances. During our first dance I realized just what kind of relationship I would have with my new brother in law. Up until that day I never really had an opportunity to have a one on one conversation with Andrew. Well I suppose we would have if I wasn't so afraid of what would be said to each other if we were alone. All Andrew ever had to do, whenever we were in the same room, was just look at me and I would get weak in the knees and wet between the thighs. Oh it's not that he is extremely handsome although he is faintly attractive physically. It is just that whenever he looks at me I see a man who is in total control of everything around him and if I gave him the chance he would control me. So I avoided him the best that I could until, at last, I could no longer