“She tells me about the guys she’s fucked so far, counting them off on her fingers. The jazz musician. The nerd. One threesome.”
A short story about a chance meeting, and blood.
Literate Kink
Tag: Blood
“I use the cane, because it’s sharp. We both know that it can make you bleed, if I hit you for hard enough, or long enough.”
A vignette about a particularly severe caning.
An overview of how arousal can inhibit disgust.