There's nothing like a woman in leather, especially when that leather consists of straps binding wrists and ankles. Naked and spread-eagled. Damn. It's even better when the woman is a submissive like my savannah, already wet and glistening from mere anticipation. She'd been building for two months, and it showed in the breathlessness of her glistening face,...
Flogging The most important part of a flogger are the falls also called lashes, thongs, tresses, strands, etc. These falls are made of different materials, in different styles and with different ends or tips. Handle and knob designs are mostly a matter of personal taste as well as the maker's signature (especially in the knobs). But the falls make a very re...
I am far from unique in the world, but I have recognized the deep-seated aspects of myself and can relate to them daily, and thus, find a pleasure in sharing these incidents and people with the fantasy-rich audience of Avid Reader, who is abundantly populating the erotica boards. There are always going to be Origination Stories behind all epic sagas, and man...
Jordan resumed, "OK, now about the catastrophe. If you search your mind on the subject of astronomy you will come to the information about a star some call Nemesis. Some think it is our sun's binary twin but it is not. Our star has no companion because the other stars in the nebular nursery pulled them too far apart to remain in gravitational contact with...
More than 50,000 meteorites have been found on planet Earth, scattered around the world. While seen as a distant cosmic phenomenon by most people, the planet is being bombarded all the time. Most objects burn up in the upper atmosphere, but every so often, something makes it through. Upon impact, there is no telling what might linger within the craggy rock...
"From a dream to a nightmare..." Marc whispered to himself as he struggled yet again, trying to get the ropes binding his arms behind his back to budge and only succeeding in making them dig further into his skin. He stopped trying after another wave of pain rippled through his skull, sure that a bruised welt had already formed upon his head where the ugly p...
She had been asleep… she had had vague dreams of her father and mother rushing in, grabbing her and then her mother injected her with something and she went back to sleep… She woke up and looked around the room. “Oh,” she said, “I am floating again. Relax…” The blonde woman went from looking at the top of the framed painting to the bottom as she came back do...
Dialogue This: Making Your Characters Talk Y'know, people often say to me: "Firebrain, how come you write such good dialogue?" My stock response (whilst smiling smugly) is that I watched a lot of Buffy. Now that's actually quite relevant - Joss Whedon is the king of quippy dialogue and gorgeously grey characters - but that doesn't help you, on the other si...
New York Natalya returns to her apartment in the early hours of the morning. The city never sleeps, neither does she. As she strides through the door she instantly senses Rythern's presence. "Rythern," she says loud enough for her voice to carry throughout the apartment. "I'm glad you are here. I could do for some celebration." "A celebration for?" he ask...
On Friday night, as we were going to bed, I noticed that my bruises from our scene a couple of days before were getting smaller. "My bruises are healing," I said in a disappointed voice. "Do you want me to give you more?" my wife asked in what sounded like a joking tone. "Yeah, I guess you'll have to do that," I said with a smile. I knew how much she enjoy...