Pandora’s Box – Introduction

"This box can hide all of your secrets inside. What do you want it to be today?"

Pandora's Box - An Introduction Here is a box, a fantasy box, for when you're wound up and ready to play. This box can hide all of your secrets inside. What do you want it to be today? Pandora, "the...

Scene the First

"How to fuck a hungry mouth."

Ancient and threadbare carpet tiles have rubbed my knees reddened raw, held as I am in this position of abject submission. Scattered about my offered form lays the accumulated flotsam and jetsam of my half formed life; an existence that...

Bedfordshire

"Let's climb those wooden hills."

Climb the wooden hills to BedfordshireFingers discard my clinging attireSlipping silently between fine sheetsMind a-whirr from delectable treats. Clinging pillows my head to graceFine hair dishevelled across my faceMouse wriggling lost in this grande bedSpace unending; curling toes widespread. Pulsating...

Playing Footsie

"I was waiting for my train ... she was distracting."

I am fixated with my foot.Apologies but that is an inaccurate generalisation. In truth I am fixated by the way my foot dangles midair. The contrast of deep red shoe against barely black fine hosiery, the sight of the small...

101 Words: Bound

"Welcome to subspace"

Extended beyond enduring; muscles screaming in taut thighs, arms cruelly held unnaturally aloft, wrists captured in a biting embrace.  Intrigue begineth here. Intrigue begat this. Rosehip buds stiff atop soft flesh as it trembles before a cold breeze’s careless caress....

101 Words: Public Water Display

"So naughty as to be nice"

Heels clacking across concrete slabs.  Back straight, chin raised, eyes downcast, hair falling across lip chewing face. Sunlight glistening off glass, captured in red brick as families meander and cappuccinos wet leisure parched lips. Skirt flicking across bare thighs whilst...

Vignette: Sssshhh Sssshhh. Quiet. Be still. Can you feel it? The slow, steady drag of air escaping from your parted lips, filling the expectant heavy atmosphere with the moisture of your desire. Can you feel the trembling of your skin...

The Peach

"The temptation of perfect innocence."

I hold a peach within my hand; Light furred skin tickling at my palm. A vision of pure innocence; Unplucked fruit to protect from harm. To run my fingers ‘cross its form And feel its heat caressing mine Dare I bruise such maidenly flesh? Defile...

And should we dare to take the leap? Shall we go then you and I Beneath the dark embittered sky, Embracing dear the tempest cruel; Proud upright Lear and timid Fool; Mere stardust flung to shiver here Captured on this...