Background Info Mattie & Cerys are a 24/7 D/s lesbian couple. Cerys is a pushy sub and also prone to self harming if not given the correct type of attention from her Dom. The story is told in the first person by Cerys. I had been pushing it for a while now. I knew Mattie would take me in hand eventually but I wasn't quite expecting what actually happened....
"Hello Aunt Karla..." "Hello, Joanna, whom do you want rubbed out?" "Wha...what are you talking about?" "Jo, ever since you were twelve years old, the only times you ever called me Aunt Karla, instead of just Karla, were when you wanted something. Now I know you can't possibly need money; you can't possibly need an abortion; you don't need my permission t...
A story of love and sacrifice. * Author's Note Much like the title of the story, this tale is a bit experimental for me as well. It is my first story written in the third person point of view. It's also my first attempt at a tragedy. But fear not, if you are a regular reader, you know that I am a sucker for happy endings. So tragic, yes, but not terribly...
I woke up slowly and took my waking slow. Yes, I paraphrase Roethke and truly; why not? I am learning by going where I have to go. ***** I woke up and sensed the comfort of the sheets first. I was so relaxed, the sheets so sensuous against my body, the warm sunshine which woke me. The sense of relaxation, of having been completed; yes indeed I took m...
"You need something, Maryann?" "Could I have something for pain?" Her voice was small and hesitant. "I'll check. If you can, I'll bring it and then let it take effect and then," Sharon Caswell, R.N., paused with a whimsical smile of her face, "we'll do your bath." Maryann Hollander sort of laughed and then groaned, "Sharon don't make me laugh, it hurts."...
This is an excerpt from A Birth in Eden, the second novel in my erotic science fiction series. Mary is the abbess of a school run by a religious order which supports itself through prostitution of its students. Laura is governor of the local transit station. What began in an earlier chapter as a confrontation has turned into --- this. * "Mary, thanK YOU."...
I completely lost all my sense of time, I was not able to tell how long I was in the closet. Sometimes it appeared to me that just a few hours ago my Mistress left me here. Sometimes I was thinking that I'm here for 2 days already. I lost count of my orgasms after 5. I was falling asleep few times, but every time was woken up by one of the vibrators. Another...
"Lyssa, I can't believe what your saying. You won't have sex with me of your own accord, but you would have me beat you into submission. I can't get my head around that. I feel like I'm in some weird waking dream. Do you mean that you'd allow me to beat you without condemning me for it? I find this so bizarre that I'm not certain you actually said what I thi...
LEGAL NOTICE This is a work of fiction. References to Erica Jackson are purely a product of the imagination of the author. Such references to or statements and actions made by this character should not be considered real references, actual conversations, or behaviors held by the real Erica Jackson. Chapter One: Good Morning Lover Sunday morning's sun a...
I wrote this story in 1999. It was one of my first attempts at erotic literature. It is purely fictional, unlike my later stories. Sweet Caroline. I will never forget the girl as long as I live. My Caroline. Just the mention of her name brings back such vivid, sweet memories. Yes, she was cruel, harsh, wicked; as bad as she wanted to be. But for every hour...