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Rope

by Anonymous Author on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Taking purposeful strides, Justin made his way along the long corridor. He had long ago adjusted to the heat and humidity, but today the heat threatened to suffocate anyone going out and about. He looked at the numbers on each door that he passed, looking for her room. He wiped the trickles of sweat from his forehead as he stood at her door and then knocked...

Rope

by anorris0812 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Pieces of light filter through the room from the crack in the bathroom door. A sliver is illuminated onto the closet mirrored door as sweat beads across my Dom's back. Slick skin glides next to mine as the anticipation of the next move courses through us both. A nervous glance passes between my lover and I as she takes my hand. This move in itself scares me...

Rope and Veil Pt. 01

by electricblue66 on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This story was prompted by another Lit writer who favourited my previous story. As I usually do, I go check out their writing, and found a nice read about a guy with quadraplegic girl. But what moved me more, and inspired this story, was a long, impassioned response to that tale from a PWD, who was torn in her own response to that story. So this one is for...

Rope and Veil Pt. 03

by electricblue66 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

This is the third chapter of my story of Amelia and Alex. If you have just stumbled across this story cycle for the first time, please read Parts 1 and 2 first. ***** "Alex, can you take time off next week? I've a long session booked at the clinic and it'd be useful if you came along. Save me having to repeat myself after, if you hear it too." "Sure, wha...

Rope and Veil Pt. 02

by electricblue66 on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

This is a sequel to Rope and Veil. As with that story, any mistakes or misunderstanding of the issues facing PWD communities are mine and mine alone; and I hope I don't cause offence. A key element of the story was inspired by Pascale Honore, a woman with paraplegia. Use your favourite search engine. --ooo OOO ooo -- "Alex, take me down to the sand, be m...

Rope Bound

by faithy on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

I stood before Daddy and slowly let my clothes drop to the floor. I smiled and looked into his eyes as he brought out the ropes. I loved the smell and the feel of rope. Daddy had chosen several lengths of different colors. Today he picked purple, black and red to play with. He had me stand before him as he chose a piece of black rope and held it in his hand...

Rope Head

by curiouspet on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

**This is a shorter story, a quick fantasy on my mind recently. I've used "Sir" instead of a name so that it is easier to imagine yourself in the place of the characters. Please give feedback, I'm always working on improving my writing.** * Like any other good day, today started out with my wonderful Dom tying me up. Nothing puts me in a better mood than f...

Rope Marks

by gilrenard on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

A familiar melody greeted me as I pushed the glass door open and entered the Starbucks coffee shop in the lobby of the building I'm employed at, early on a Friday morning. That particular Starbucks has CDs for sale from local, independent musicians. The song bore many similarities to Van Morrison's, Tupelo Honey. The lead vocals were cooed by a female singer...

Rope Class

by Nickfarr21 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Nick sighed and turned away from his computer screen. That was the fourth cancellation and the class he taught was almost ready to begin. Now four couples had cancelled. At least the last cancellation was within his 24 hour no refund policy. He turned and looked down the list again. He was left with one single - hardly worth the effort, but now it was too la...

Rope! Bandana! Cane!

by Spiritfist on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Standing there naked, nothing upon you but your guilt. You knew you had done wrong but you couldn't acknowledge it; you will acknowledge it now! I take your hands and bind them tightly to the top of the four poster above your head. You moan as the cord bites into the softness of your wrists; those moans will soon turn to screams. I spread your legs and...