It takes ten minutes to make him coffee when I'm wearing the bar. At least, if I don't want to demolish the kitchen. But it has to be right, or else he'll take the pad off me. The pad sits across the back of my neck and stops the bar wearing against my skin. Too much sugar, not strong enough, and I'll end up sweating and chafing against the steel. I should...
"No! No! No! Don't cum in me," Tara exclaimed. But it was too late! The man who was fucking her let go. He didn't pull out. He let go. His large hand gripped her small waste. His other hand was on the headboard. He squeezed her harder as his seed evacuated his body and invaded hers. He was in the moment, as was she. Both lost in sexual ecstasy. But she co...
Chapter 2: Whip of Fire -- Fire and Ice! Tears still filled the youths eyes and his face was still wet as he sobbed pitifully now, shaking his head in some distress as if he hoped to be able to just will his pain away. Although he'd turned 18 he looked to be about 15 or 16 years, blond, tall and, very long-legged He stood in a corner of the room now, dr...
A simple flash tale, with thanks going to Editor Dave T for making the fable readable. A shout out to my retired detective neighbor who helped fill in some blanks. All and any errors are mine and mine alone. +++ BURN +++ The room at the Metro PD station was an institutional gray color with obvious Government Issue table and chairs that had seen bette...
Back in the club, Dana tugs my leash and collar relentlessly. Each time I find some illumination, I try to use it to admire the tatt placed upon my wrist; but Dana has other ideas. Its soon obvious that she's leading me about so that I can viewed as her prize, even as the hands seem to find purchase to steal me from her. I find myself back at the bar with a...
{if Edge < 200}{else}This is only intended to be experienced in game mode.{endif} Author’s note: This story is a slow burn to get to the good stuff. Feedback is appreciated. Enjoy. Part 1 “Victoria fucking did it again!” I fume, skipping the formalities of greeting Lewis as I let myself into his apartment. He knew I was coming and I have the spare key. “N...
"Bastard!" I fume as I march down the street one night. "Bastard! Bastard! Who does he think he is? How could he do that?" I lean against a wall of a pub and then turn and kick it, but my heels are high, 4" heels, pointed toes with studded ankle strap, and it hurts bad. "Fuck fuck fuck!" "You know, talking to yourself is a very bad habit" drawls a voice fro...
"In each of us there is another whom we do not know." - Carl G. Jung * * * * * You want words to make you cum? Is that what you want? Is that your pleasure today? Then tell me... is your cock throbbin'? Is it rock hard? Do you feel that hot sensation in your balls? Hot molten churning cum aching for eruption. Tell me, are you ready for me? Can you handle...
I've left you bound rather simply; wrists tied behind your back, ankles and knees bound together, no knots incredibly tight. I blindfold you of course and deny you the view of the freshly fallen snow on this Northeast winter morning. We both love the snow but you have no idea how I might use it to torture, torment and debauch you. "Keep your back arched my...
"...Figging is the practice of inserting a piece of skinned ginger root into the anus or the vagina of a person. It has been used as a means of punishment. It is also used as a BDSM practice." - Wikipedia Figging. Where one person voluntarily chooses to have ginger stuck up their butt (sometimes their vagina - but more often than not, the butt.) Chewing can...