Please find part I here…   Finally you stopped, “Up you get.” I scrambled clumsily to my feet and stood shamefaced before you. But you hadn’t finished humiliating me yet. You looked expectantly at your knee, I was confused, did you want me over again so soon? You took my…

She Wrote: It is Friday morning, 6am, and I am lying on my back, in bed, alone. My hands are flat on my belly with the tips of my fingers resting in the top curls of my pubic hair. I can’t remember the last time I had an orgasm but…