The soft rope caresses my hands as it slides effortlessly around. I feel eyes watching, but the binding is all that matters. Too lose and it all goes for naught. Over and under the weaving goes, as the rope snakes upward through the eye hook above and is pulled through, but not too snug. Then with a quick flourish it is bound in place with no fear of it loos...
He bent forward, his weight firmly pressed against her back. The rough wood of the table was now scratching against the skin of her thighs. Skirts up and twisted, and his hand firmly entangled in her dark curls, pulling her head back even as he bent her forward. Her neck smelled like a meadow, clean, herbal and warm. He savored the simple scent, no perfumes...
Special thanks go to BlueEyed5ftAngel for her advice and encouragement. Shara looked into the mirror smiling, running her hands over her curves, feeling the soft velvet dress caressing her fingertips. In her stocking clad feet Shara was exactly five foot tall, with her full breasts and rounded hips her figure could only be described as hourglass. She may n...
This story was written for a girl that’s very precious too me. I was about to delete it from my computer when I realized that somewhere out there is a lonely or romantic lady that would appreciate these words. Therefore, who ever you are, these words are especially for you. Words of encouragement and love from a man who will never know you but wished he had...
The wooden ceiling fan with the fake gold plating pushed the air down from the ceiling. The air that night was standing still outside. A yellow-orange incandescent light bulb flickered each time that the refrigerator turned on the compressor. The little living room had a low couch and an arm chair. Neat books were lined up in a shelf. The car key for a secon...
"Would you like to see the house?" Phillipa was some distant relative of the Earl of Wherever, our host for the weekend. The Earl was managing director of what was billed as a public relations firm, but was really just a conduit for matchmaking between American and European companies. "Willy", as the Earl seemed to universally be known, casually knew everyb...
I look in the mirror, pleased with what I see. It had become a game. The goal to look prettier and more desirable every day, had taken over my daily routine. One day it was sparkly eye shadow, the next a new two toned bra under a sheer blouse. It was an easy game to play. My features were in place. I have a beautiful symmetrical face, stunning fuck-me eyes,...
Pete came home from work on Thursday, it was a busy night ahead, he had to tidy up for a special guest, then a game of squash at the club, after that he would meet up with Charlene. He had not seen her other than fleeting visits since the last night he had slept at her house when she was under the weather. Her earlier text hinting she was looking forward to...
To: FireGurlF From: RapeFantasyM Subject: Punishment You've been a bitch all week. Every email that you sent me has been short, and seldom on time. You are supposed to send me an email detailing how you would serve me coffee in the morning, not whining about the lawyer and my divorce. You have been bitchy and crabby ever time we talk. And when you told me...
After a brief, fitful sleep you lay naked and wide awake in your well appointed villa nestled on the beach of your island paradise. It had been a challenging few months of work and you had longed for your island hide-away; an opportunity to slow the pace and melt away the layers of stress that had accumulated since your last retreat. Sleep proved to be elus...