Tiger Toy
This is another story about my service to my master. This one takes place quite some time after the events in the 'How I Met My Master' series, and unlike those stories, this one's almost pure sex. If you like this story, please let me know by...
How I Met My Master, part 3
"Time to go, tiger," the lion said as he handed me a small satchel to take with us. "Don't forget the key," he said. As I followed my master out of the room and into the hotel corridor, I couldn't help but reflect on what an amazing 24 hours it...
How I Met My Master, part 2
A pale light streamed through the curtains of the hotel room where I woke with a long, lazy stretch. Â As I reflected on the events of the previous day, a smile formed on my muzzle and I shifted beneath the sheets. Â I let out a soft rrr,...
How I Met My Master, part 1
It wasn't quite a SteveNote, but the speaker at the MacLive Expo in London had delivered his message well, giving a rousing presentation on the upcoming features of the new Leopard Operating System, an OS that would, he promised, be just like getting a...