“Admit it. You want me.” I’d been using that line on her for over a year and, frankly, had no idea of her age, her marital status, her appearance nor anything else remotely connected with her personal life. It truly boiled down to harmless fun between two people who do long-distance business but have never met and who lighten things up with telephonic flir...
**** This is an excerpt from my latest novel, Under Order ***** Heather Green is a young workaholic lawyer with no time for a relationship. Until she meets Mark. Mark's dominance, his commands, and his expectations soon lead Heather down a path she never dreamed possible. As Mark and Heather grow to know one another, Heather learns pieces of the lifestyle M...
Finally, the hug ended. She was secretly amazed that he'd actually shown up. It had been months. Months of "yeah, sure, I'll try" or worse, "no can do, babe". She often wondered which was the more honest. "You feel so good. I have missed you," She said. He reached back out for her and folded her into his body. "I've missed you, too. I hope you don't doubt...
"Tell me your most hidden desires, mon cher, and don't hold back," Malaika Diallo said, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, attractive, thirty-something Senegalese American Muslim woman leaned back in her chair, and smiled coyly at her interviewee. This was the moment of truth, where a certain Haitian brother who'd been talking tough for months online would finall...
To many people involved in BDSM the experience is about deprivation - of freedom, of movement, of choice - there are many aspects. I have a submissive girl with me here, her name is Helena. There is one thing she must be deprived of before we consider any others, and she must agree to be deprived of it - I will not use force. For the benefit of purists (alt...
This has chapters in several different categories, though mostly BDSM, Non-consent, Group and Lesbian. I highly recommend reading in order. As always, please let me know what you think DemoonKatjie Returning to the compound was much more of a task than she realized, apparently it was easier to leave than it was to arrive. It didn't help that they made her...
My Adventures into becoming a switch were thrust upon me one evening, whilst, after a good seeing too, my boyfriend and I were engaging in pillow talk. It had been a particularly enjoyable and energetic session, and, as was the norm, I was left feeling deliciously sore. I was bathing in the tender feelings of my spanked ass, which was now resting against th...
We had become close friends in high school, and had dated for about a year in college until we decided to set our relationship aside to more fully focus on our studies. Even after the relationship had ended, we would occasionally engage in the lovemaking or the kinky play we had discovered in college - always spontaneously, always without any strings attache...
It was our local BDSM group's monthly play party and Goddess Diana had me dressed up well for it. She had personally handpicked my outfit for that night, and when she saw me in it she couldn't help but tell me I looked "damn sexy." It was an old "diner girl" outfit we found at a costume shop, one piece with red and white stripes and a skirt part that cut of...
Stephanie had been watching the girl in the straitjacket for almost a half-hour, and she was beginning to grow concerned. The girl was securely, very securely, bound and gagged, and didn't seem to be having any luck in freeing herself, squirming and thrashing periodically before seemingly resigning herself to her helpless fate. Stephanie wasn't sure how the...