"A poem about erotic anticipation."
Erotic AnticipationIs it supposed to be this way,She thinks to herself in the dark.Her heart races ahead,A smile creeps on her face,She listens for movement…Around her!The blindfold she wears,So dark and so tight.The bonds that hold her arms upright,The chains...
"Sir takes me to a party, where he can't help but show me off a bit"
You wake before me and nudge me telling me it’s time to wake up and get ready. I get up still half asleep, naked with only my collar around my neck. I wander about the kitchen making a bagel when...
"a light bondage story for strawberry_flavor"
He was tired. Really tired. His day in the hospital has been long and tiring. All he wanted now is a glass of whiskey and a bed and fine, a woman to warm his bed. Dan Wildreese, a surgeon in...
"Master takes Krystenah to a 4th of July picnic and punishes her for her selfish behavior."
I had been looking forward to the picnic for weeks. I stood naked in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on the potato salad while Master ran out to get the ice and beverages. I sang along to the countdown...
I lay there for what seemed an eternity, tied face down to the dining room table, told to make an impossible choice while Mrs. Vandermeer was ‘taking care of business’. It was cruel beyond imagining. Choose, she’d said, the feel...
"Amanda comes over for a late night visit with Ashley"
It was just before midnight when Amanda finally got the chance to slip away from the house. She climbed out the second story bedroom window of her house and made her way over. There she continued by climbing up to...
"the butch construction supervisor has the hots for a contractor who is into rope"
Under Construction How did I get myself in this position? Literally. I stared up into his beautiful brown eyes and felt the all too familiar reaction of lust rush through my body. My eyes traveled down his face and rested...
"Sweaty..sticky..wet and wild...there first meeting!"
Kara had been wet since she opened her eyes that morning, anticipating what was to come that evening. She had been chatting with Jason for months online, they had talked about everything they wanted to do to each other, today...
"The conclusion to chapter two. Shannon gets what she needs."
Mrs. Vandermeer had returned. She stood there in the doorway, a fist resting upon her cocked hip, a leather satchel occupying her other hand. My mouth felt dry as I hung there, suspended by my wrists with only my toes...
"Shannon finds herself, once again, under Mrs Vandermeer's control."
It had been two weeks since I’d seen Mrs. Vandermeer. Two excruciatingly long weeks during which I wasn’t even allowed to touch myself, let alone do something about the terrible hunger she’d set loose within me. It wasn’t too bad...