She stood up from her desk slowly, watching the last lights of her computer flicker out as it shut down. Letting out a long exhausted sigh she ran her fingers over her bare neck and shoulders. Her skin was still warm from only moments earlier when she enjoyed sheer torture and torment stirred up by the words of a man she had come to know over the past year o...
It was very late when I arrived home at last after a 20 hour flight from India, where I had been for the past month. I had been there to oversee the work of the charity which I represented, amongst the many disabled children and adults in the villages there. As I put my key in the lock I wondered if you would still be awake to enfold me in your loving arms a...
You can own a great many things. Possessions are always beautiful, they are always taken out of jealousy. A Mercedes is comfortable, it’s power is unquestionable; the way that the leather feels on skin, the way the seats embrace the occupants, the radio sings as beautifully as a siren; but the car isn’t owned for it’s creature comforts. Its owned out of jeal...
Ever just had one of those days where you wanted to get out of work and away from the clusterfuck that it entails? To go home, have a drink and get laid in the kind of way that makes your eyeballs roll in the back of head and your extremities grow numb for hours after the deed has been done? Well, I have. This story is sort of like one of those experiences....
This story happened far far away, and a long time ago. Exactly, in the 70es of the 20th century, in the countryside near Volokolamsk, some 200 km north west of Moscow. And Brezhnev, the Gulags and all this kind of things have absolutely nothing to do with it. In those times and in those places, life was not exactly easy, neither in the countryside, nor in...
The Violence of Desire "Which of us has not been stunned by the beauty of an animal's skin or its flexibility in motion." - Marianne Moore From Quotable Women of the 20th Cent...
Blowing out the candles that were surrounding the bathtub, she stood up and grabbed her towel. Her hands slowly eased the hard fabric over her soft flesh, drying and temporarily cooling her heated skin. She wrapped the towel around her body and stepped out of the tub, before slowly walking into the bedroom. Tonight she would surrender all to him. She smiled,...
I was in the kitchen getting a drink of water, and you clearly had other plans for me and you. You pranced your princess on your toes walk in front of me, topless with only a white lace thong. My favorite white lace thong, your signal to me by wearing them was very clear. You and I have a special language between us, and this particular piece of underwear si...
She sat in the car with the collar on the seat next to her, staring out the windshield at the Christmas decorations hanging from the streetlights. She was terrified of going home and facing the girls. Her ass burned from the whipping. She was humiliated. She was horny. She brushed her hair back and took several deep breaths, then took out her cell phone an...
The icy clearing was unusually quiet for this hour as Myranda sat underneath a tree and checked her supply of arrows, handling each one with care and cautiously placing them back in the quiver. She had never heard the forest this silent so close to twilight. The tiny hairs stood up on the back of her neck as she watched Rikishi carefully, checking for any si...