Female-led relationships
So, you’ve taken the reins. You’ve built a deliciously structured Female-Led Relationship with your man, and for a while? Oh, he was glowing. Hanging on your every word, hopping to complete tasks, looking at you like you’d hung the moon… and now? Hmm. The sparkle’s dimmed. His devotion feels lukewarm. What gives?
Continue reading “Why Submissive Men Sometimes “Go Off the Boil” in FLRs”
by Cat Boulder
Read chapter 1 here.
Alex sat at the writing desk, elbows resting on the smooth wood, his notebook open before him. A mug of lukewarm tea sat untouched to one side—something he’d made out of habit rather than desire. The flat was quiet. Not sterile, just… waiting. Continue reading “The Flat Share Agreement: Chapter 8 – Lockdown”
by Cat Boulder
Read chapter 1 here.
The soft fall of Sophia’s riding boots echoed gently as she turned away from Alex, the movement unhurried, yet undeniably commanding. She crossed the room like she owned it—because she did—her every step a quiet exclamation mark. She lowered herself into the armchair with lazy elegance, one leg crossing over the other, leather gleaming in the lamplight like a wink.
Continue reading “The Flat Share Agreement: Chapter 7 – Terms of Devotion”
by Cat Boulder
Read chapter 1 here.
Alex stirred awake, his body slow to rise from the comfortable weight of sleep. The room was bathed in early morning light, the air still and quiet, except for the faint hum of the city beyond Sophia’s immaculate flat. For a brief moment, he forgot where he was. But then, as he stretched, the events of the previous night flooded back—the feeling of the rug beneath his knees, the measured tone of Sophia’s voice as she tested him, the quiet but unmistakable pleasure in her gaze as he obeyed.
Continue reading “The Flat Share Agreement: Chapter 6 – Bound by Agreement”
I recently took to Tumblr and Twitter with a burning question: Is the cunnilingus-centric Female-Led Relationship (FLR) just a delicious male fantasy, or is it a very real dynamic playing out behind closed doors? The results were more revealing than I expected. In this article, we’re diving into the juicy details—because when a man is eager to serve, it’s only fair we explore just how deep that devotion goes. Continue reading “The Oral-Exclusive FLR: Fantasy or Reality?”
by Cat Boulder
Read chapter 1 here.
The flat was unnervingly quiet when Alex awoke.
Sunlight seeped through the sheer curtains, painting pale rectangles across his duvet. He listened for the familiar clack of Sophia’s heels or the gentle hum of morning radio from the lounge, but heard only the low rush of distant traffic. A twinge of unease flickered in his stomach. Continue reading “The Flat Share Agreement: Chapter 5 – At her feet”
by Cat Boulder
Read chapter 1 here.
The morning light filtered through the tall windows of Sophia’s living room, illuminating the space with a soft golden hue. Sophia sat comfortably in her usual chair, a sleek armchair upholstered in pale grey fabric. A delicate porcelain teacup rested in her hand, the faint aroma of Earl Grey wafting through the air. She was dressed impeccably as always, her tight-fitting jeans accentuating her slender frame, paired with sleek flat loafers that exuded understated elegance. Her colourful shirt, a cascade of vibrant patterns in warm hues, seemed to reflect the morning’s glow, making her appear radiant and alive. Every detail of her attire complemented her natural poise, her sharp presence effortlessly commanding the room.
Continue reading “The Flat Share Agreement: Chapter 4 – Under Her Guidance”
by Cat Boulder
Read chapter 1 here.
Alex stirred awake to the sharp ring of an unfamiliar alarm. It took him a moment to orient himself, to remember that this wasn’t his cramped studio apartment. The soft, pristine bedding, the quiet hum of a perfectly maintained apartment—all of it reminded him of Sophia’s flat. He had slept better than he had in years, the luxurious comfort lulling him into an unbroken rest. Suddenly, the dreamlike serenity of the moment shattered as reality intruded with a sharp clarity—the weight of the expectations he had agreed to loomed large. Continue reading “The Flat Share Agreement: Chapter 3 – Into Her World”
by Cat Boulder
Read chapter 1 here.
Sophia opened the door with a composed smile, her posture impeccable as she leaned against the door frame, her silk blouse draping elegantly over tailored trousers. The soft shimmer of the fabric and the subtle scent of her perfume created an aura of effortless sophistication. Alex stood on the threshold, wearing a crisp button-down shirt and a blazer, a clear effort to impress. However, his choice of sneakers slightly undercut the polished look. His gaze flitted nervously between her face and the ground, but he couldn’t help stealing a glance at her striking presence, feeling both intimidated and captivated. Sophia’s eyes flicked briefly to his shoes, a faint, amused smile touching her lips, though she said nothing. Continue reading “The Flat Share Agreement: Chapter 2 – The Offer”
by Cat Boulder.
The café thrummed with energy, the hum of conversations and the hiss of the espresso machine weaving a rhythm that matched the pulse of the city outside. Yet, amidst the chaos, Sophia’s corner table remained an oasis of calm. She sat with perfect posture, her tailored blazer and soft waves framing her face with an effortless elegance that turned heads without trying. She watched the barista, Alex, as he deftly navigated a tense exchange with a difficult customer. His apology was warm but self-effacing, his tone steady, and his focus unshaken, even as the patron hurled complaints at him. Continue reading “The Flat Share Agreement: Chapter 1 – Grace Under Pressure”
