Anonymous affaire

For almost two and a half years, I had an affair with a man and we never exchanged our real names.

He was in his forties; intelligent and interesting. Tall, dark, and handsome, and arrogant with it.

I'm not even certain what he did for a living but it clearly paid well and involved a lot of travel, and I had the pleasure of accompanying him on various business trips all over the world.

He liked role-playing various BDSM scenarios. It would often get very rough, and he took great delight in marking me with his need; painting my skin with bruises and making me scream with lust.

His favourite was for me to wear a plug or remote control vibe out for him when we were going to some exclusive restaurant or bar to spend the evening with his clients or colleagues. He loved that I'd be the ideal dinner guest, demure and elegant, conversing with these important people and helping make a good impression, all while he was teasing me via his phone.