“She seems almost a different woman from the one he fucked last night. Back then she was animal: hair loose, eyes burning.”
A short story about the morning after.
Literate Kink
Category: Vignettes
Super short (but super hot) tales that take less than five minutes to read.
“She had yelped at the sudden absence of him in her cunt. And then again when he tightened his grip on her left leg and struck her, hard, on her inner thigh with his other open palm.”
A short story about beautiful bruises.
“She fumbled with my belt. I undid it as she pulled down her shorts. Urgent now. She bent forwards and I found that part of her with the tip of my cock.”
A vignette about fucking in a very public place.
“Her cunt, however, is inert. It is quiet, unchanging. A smooth and closed-seeming entrance to her body…”
A vignette about quietly observing someone’s cunt.
“When he puts her on her knees in front of him and fills her mouth with his prick, she changes…”
A vignette about engaging in foreplay.
“But today she’s a dog. Quietly playful. Eager to please. Adoring. Happy. And today she heels instead…”
A vignette about taking a walk in the woods.
“Without a record of the things we do together those things become less precise. They lose their edges…”
A vignette about keeping a play diary.
“Look at me. Sir? At me. At you. Who do you belong to? To you. To me? Yes. You. Yours.”
A verbatim transcription of a discussion about ownership.
“The day comes when he tells her that she no longer needs to lower her gaze when she is around him…”
A vignette about high protocol BDSM play.
“She rises from between his legs with a mouth full of his come, satiny slick on her tongue…”
A vignette about learning to drool more freely.