He comes to me each night and I long for the day to end just so I can be with him. He fills me with his spirit, and I am satiated. Each night I prepare myself for him. I lavish my body in a bath of lavender scented oils. I sponge the warm water over my skin and breathe in the sensual aroma of the candles. I let my hands wander over my body, feeling the soft...
When she awoke that morning, there He was – as close and as real as the sun shining in the bedroom window – penetrating every thought. She got up – reluctantly… made the bed with a new handmade cotton quilt – ivory with a beautiful garden of circles filled with purple violets, blue morning glories, and yellow roses. She reached across to the corner chair, fo...
As I rode my bicycle into my apartment complex one afternoon, my neighbor, Annette saluted me with a wineglass from her balcony on the next building over, "Alex, Come over and have a drink!" Curious, however never one to pass up an offer from a lovely woman, called back, "I'll be over as soon as I shower." Annette smiled back at me and winked, "Don't take...
I met this girl from Europe at a Goth club who was visiting with friends here in the U.S. She and I were talking and found out we were both into bondage play. Later that week we met at the club again and we ended up going back to my place with the agreement that when we got there I would let her tie me up. When we got there she had me strip naked and sit i...
Just a short walk after a late dinner. It had been a long, boring day at work but that was all she expected. Funny, but the walks at dusk (or even a bit later, sometimes) usually left her feeling refreshed and ready for sleep. Not tonight. It just did not seem as good as it should be. Humid, still around 85° F. and too little breeze to cool her skin. Aimles...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Copyright Oggbashan November 2010 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represen...
A smooth silk scarf was tied around both her wrists, not too tight but tight enough that she couldn't get free. Paul had tied that scarf to the bed head. She was naked, totally vulnerable to him. He had a smile on him like a Cheshire cat. He moved further down the bed and spread her legs as far as they would go and tied her ankles to the end corners of the b...
I walk in to find you lying across this big bundle of white blankets in the middle of the bed. I am aroused by your nakedness. On each bed post rests a white silk scarf. The room was lit by candle light that caste a brilliant orange glow in the room. Your heart is pounding and your body is shaking at how turned on you feel. I gaze at you, my eyes burning wi...
Wednesday 14th October 1998, Portsmouth Sophie's Flat It is the day of Master King's first Lecture. It is at 10am today and a full two hour double period. I think there is about twenty four of us in the class but World History is such a wide geographical area we will probably be put into smaller groups. I work better that way and often prefer to go solo. I...
There were surprisingly few people at the mall today, Omar thought to himself as he made his way through the shopping center. He noticed a new kiosk selling colorful scarves and decided to check it out. He looked over the many racks of scarves at the kiosk, trying to figure out which one to get his wife. There was a wide variety – silks and cottons, light pa...