My eyes begin to droop as I lay spent beneath Robert enjoying his lips suckling my breasts. "Are you pleased?" I murmur again. "I am very pleased, Elizabeth." I sigh of contentment escapes my lips just before your hand delivers a sharp smack to my pussy bringing me abruptly to attention. "We aren't finished yet, sub. There is more of you to claim as min...
This is a response to a writing challenge given in the Author’s Hangout on Literotica. The challenge: To write a piece of Erotic Horror, less than 1000 words, including “Tony, a respectable businessman by day, a sexual deviant at night; a bouquet of black roses; and the phrase “Please don’t put that in there.” I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed...
It's or Its? What's the difference? Confusing "its" and "it's" is one of the most common mistakes I see in amateur writing. I will try to explain the difference between these two words so that you'll never again have to wonder if you used the correct one. You might be tempted to lay all the blame for your confusion on the apostrophe, but it's not really th...
The Warlock was anxiously awaiting the return of his two slaves; Phoebe Halliwell and Paige Matthews. He had enslaved them in the past three weeks by means of a sexually activated spirit possession. He had raped each one and came inside them right after they did, which bound the spirit to their minds. Now all he had to do was make them cum by his doing every...
She no longer feels the shock as punishment, but as part of a growing sensation she is pleasing her Master. She is taking her punishment from him and for him. She is submitting to him...completely. All she wants now is for him to explode down her throat. She would gladly swallow all he has to give her. She opens her throat to his possession of her mouth, giv...
Hmmm lying back I feels my body relaxing in a bath of hot, steamy water. The scent of my favorite, French imported bubble bath Chez-Lavender fills the candle-lit air....I lounges dreamily...soaking my lean, silken body. Letting my mind drift to the sound of Rhiannon by Fleetwoodmac I raises one delicate feminine arm and massages oil-scented bubbles onto it b...
Aaralon was nervous; he was not only disobeying conventional wisdom by attempting a summons but he was flaunting the strict rules of the boarding school by doing so. He was twenty years old and had been in College of Light Shadow for the last fifteen of them, he couldn't really remember what his parents looked like and all that really seemed to matter about...
Within a few minutes after the Lord Kennington left, a guard I had never seen before returned with an aide. The aide – a young boy – began cleaning out our chamber pot. While the boy was doing that the guard momentarily left, leaving the door opened. That was unusual for a guard. They're not supposed to leave the prisoners unattended. Nor are they supposed t...
[Author's note: This was written while the piano-only version of Sarah McLachlan's "Possession" played on repeat. I suggest listening to this song while reading this if you'd like to get the "mood" that I had while writing it. It is truly an amazing and passionate song.] ...imagine, if you will, our first moment of touch. Imagine only the music and Sarah Mc...
"The Contract" A proleptic event Power of Attorney You hold the envelope up to the light, as if to see through it. You turn it over, weighing it in your hands. Holding it to your nose, you can almost detect a scent of perfume, vanilla with a hint of amber, spicy yet sweet...Finally, after carefully examining the shape, markings and lettering, you remove t...