There was supposed to be a wedding. A baby. Sex. Love. Ida McNown was supposed to trade her life, her name for fields full of deer, clouds, and a man who did not love her. But Ida's mother was talking about lace and babies and uniting two clans. It was a dream. But it was not her dream. No, she dreamed of something else. XXX She pulled on his uniform, tu...
My name is Taylor. I've been with Tyler for years, but only very recently have I really come out to take over him. Over the last couple months I've taken this poor insecure sap and when I've felt like it, made him do anything I can think of. I've made him tie rope all over himself, in professional BDSM fashion, then put on clothes and walk around for 4 days...
It was pitch black, something silky was covering her eyes and all of her limbs were tied up. She didn't have a stitch of clothing on and she had been there for what felt like hours but couldn't have been more than several minutes. Every other sense was heightened beyond belief, every door shutting she could hear and she hoped it was him coming back to please...
Walking along that fateful corridor, which I had gone along innocently, just hours before; I was sore all over, my pussy was sore from the many poundings it had taken, and the butt-plug was deeper in my ass. How could I have let myself do this? What was I, an animal? I felt a warm trickle down the inside of my thighs. It felt so slutty, but I knew my master...
He came with the night wind, a cold front descending from the arctic complete with freezing rain and icy fingers. The branches creaked as trees flexed back and forth in a relentless effort to remain standing. By the morning the broken boughs and torn leaves would litter the ground but she wouldn't care. In fact, it was the perfect excuse for missing church t...
I look at you from across the room your back is too me your looking in the fridge. I look at your ass amazed that a pair of jeans can look so good on my man. I sneak up behind you and say "boo" and grab your ass at the same time startling you. You turn around to face me and poke me in my sides and say "you smart ass" and you put your arms over my shoulders a...
((This is my first attempt to try to get over my squeamishness of writing erotica. Please be gentle.)) * I am on a bed. I can feel the softness of the mattress under my knees and lower legs, but that is all that is touching it. I can feel the ties around my ankles, binding my legs to the spreader, keeping me open to the world. Around my chest and arms, I c...
It's a rainy, yet unusually warm January afternoon. Natisha idly waits for 5pm, when she can finally clock out and go home. Five o'clock finally arrives and with a quick wave in the air, she bolts to her car. "Ahh, finally I can crank up the radio and have my mini escape from the real world", she thinks to herself. She gets to her apartment, only to find tha...
"Eat me!" "No." Her groan of frustration was loud and arousing. She struggled futilely against the ropes securing each ankle and wrist to the nearest bedpost. Her naked body glistened with sweat, and was dotted with red dried wax and nicely reddened from the previous whipping I had given her. Blindfolded, she could not see me, could not see what I had pl...
The house is still and quiet in the early morning. The sound of gentle falling rain against the glass of the window is what has awakened me. I lay there, slowly coming aware sensing the sound of your rhythmic breathing. I turn onto my side to face you. Your hair is falling down over your shoulders, a stray wisp lays across your cheek. Your muted breath e...