It was already getting dark as Kitten stepped off the train shivering with pleasure as the cold breeze touched her skin. It had been hot on the train, almost stifling, and at times on the journey it felt like she was burning up, the usual hunger and desire for Sir, which always grew stronger on her way to meet him, was magnified by the surprise she had plann...
Daddys job sent him out of town for work, so we are in a hotel room. We have been for almost a week. I'm bored but behaving myself. My breasts are tied. Making them round and full and sensitive. I am wearing a black mini skirt with a ruffle... It doesn't hide my ass at all. I have my black and white ears on, and my hair in a pony tail with a white bow. Y...
He comes home from work after a particularly taxing day and sits down hard on the couch. He leans his head back and sighs. He thinks about all the problems he had and all the stress. As the stress and frustration of the day's events start to take hold on him again, he hears a faint, familiar jingle and smiles to himself. He has been denying her orgasms all w...
Writing is a cruel mistress. Sarah had known that for a long time. Cranking out 12 erotica novels a year was hard at first and only got harder with each passing year. The truth is that there are only so many fetishes to write about and only so many ways to describe sex. It starts to feel repetitive after a while to write, which means that it probably gets r...
The clock ticks inexorably only inches from her head as Carmel awaits the imminent arrival of her master. She stands exactly as instructed, leaning forward to face the empty fireplace, feet slightly apart, grasping the mantelpiece for support. The unaccustomed stance thrusts her up onto her toes, making her wrists ache. At least, thinks Carmel, she can be...
It was finally Friday. I live for Fridays, because it usually means a whole 48 hours of uninterrupted time with Daddy. I got home from work before him and immediately went to our bedroom, where I stripped my panties from under my dress. I briefly let a single finger slip against my swollen clit. Soon, I told myself. I pulled my hand away even as my lip poked...
She knocked on the door tentatively. Miranda had only been working at the company for a few weeks, and she hadn't done any outstanding work, so she could only assume she was getting called to the CFO's office because she was in trouble. "Come in," Mathew said, standing looking at the city out the full-length windows that surrounded his corner office. "Ah Mi...
The scene, with a few exceptions, was much the same as Paul had imagined it when Faith was with him in the hardware store. Inside a large, dark warehouse, a small area was harshly lit with work lights. Some were on tall stands, some on short feet, close to the filthy, littered floor. Near the center of the glare, naked, bound and trussed was Faith. No long...
She found herself curled up in the center of the bed, a sea of pristine white cotton surrounding her. It was a hotel bed after all and so the duvet cover was white, spotless and crisp. She was the one lone dimple in the landscape. Her point of view allowed an especially illustrative glimpse at the vastness of the canvas. She couldn't help but be reminded of...
Elizabeth was gently stirred awake by a rhythmic rocking that she barely perceived. She tried to move, to stretch the stiffness of her muscles from the awkward tangle in which she'd slept, but quickly realized that she couldn't. Her eyes shot open and, lifting them upwards, she saw her wrists neatly secured, wrapped several times with medium cord, and locked...