This essay is part of a series in which I compare the ideas of philosophers on the subject of Aesthetics. I'm attempting to extrapolate from their superior knowledge and writings what I believe are important points on the creation of and critique of Art, Beauty and the Soul. I hope there are some artists/scholars out there who can appreciate my works- Beca...
"Good afternoon, Ms. Starlight." Celestia approached the desk, recognizing one of the two regular receptionists at T, Inc. She smiled at Monica, finally reaching the desk. "How long are you here for today?" Monica asked. "Two hours this time," Celestia replied. "I want to push my limits, see if I can really last that long. And I would like to add a few...
I didn't know this kind of attraction even existed. Most people only have one thing that attracts me – if that. And once my curiosity is sated, my interest wanes. But with you, that is not so. I felt connected to you on so many levels, so quickly. I answered your ad. It was witty, well-written, and concise. You weren't one of those guys who vomited up a wo...
I had seen Bob 3 times before and had cooked dinner for him and we'd ended up in bed. It was great...I'm a single very sexual girl and I had just broken up with my deadbeat boyfriend who was completely impotent. So I had gotten my groove on..so to speak lol. Fortunately...or not so fortunately, once I have sex after a period of not getting any, I crave more...
I walked up the stairs to my apartment. I had enjoyed my run but was now tired as the sweat poured from my body. The weather was so warm in Miami, just another day for the regulars but I was new to the area. My sleeveless top was sticking to my well toned body and I couldn't wait to peel it off. A cool shower is just what my body needed. I opened my apartme...
She just finished hog tying him when her cellphone rang. He managed to grunt face down into the bed while she acknowledge her knot with a sense of pride before bending down to rummage through her bag for her phone. She also grabbed her cigarettes. "Hello?" She pulled out a cigarette and light it. "Oh, hey Tom, long time no see..." she laughed "Yes, I'm fine...
I stood in the warm shower and cleansed myself with a scented soap I knew he would enjoy - the same fragrance I wore the night we met. I touched all the spots that belonged to him: my breasts, nipples, ass and clit and though of how it felt to be claimed. I dressed in what I had been instructed. Panties he could keep (I decided on a silky thong) and black h...
My hands have been bound. My arms are stretched and the ropes that are binding my hands are attached to a hook. I stand wearing just a skimpy frilly skirt, platform heals and a shelf bra -- the kind with no cups. The man walks around me. He is holding a purple silk scarf and he lets the soft material flick against my body. He stops and picks up some rope...
The one who loves you will make you weep." – Argentine Proverb The rope is soft and though it is tight it does not cut my skin. I can feel the blood pounding in my fingertips; it's rhythm like a metronome as the seconds tick by. The knots are firm and true; I imagine they were learned in your years on the ranches on the Pampas herding cattle. I won't test t...
I don't remember how or what happened that led to the hilltop positioning of the Nissan hard body from hell. (My four wheel drive truck) I do remember that it was a warm, sweet summer night that featured a full moon. The magnetic draw of the lunar rays had an affect on both sexes of the earth bound humans. I would imagine that I had inadvertently parked th...