“You pause for only a moment. It is not permitted for a girl to lie, not even to a potential owner. But at the same time you don’t want to disappoint.”
A short story about being bought and sold.
“You pause for only a moment. It is not permitted for a girl to lie, not even to a potential owner. But at the same time you don’t want to disappoint.”
A short story about being bought and sold.
“In the year since we started fucking how many times have I come inside your body? How many in your cunt?”
A vignette about a year of fluid-bonded fucking.
“She feels quite light, floaty, pleasantly empty. She walks to the bus stop through the very fine rain.”
A vignette about returning to the world after a private liaison.
“The next time she sees me, though, she arrives at my door not wearing panties. She shows me this as soon as she’s inside my flat…”
A vignette about nudity, with or without clothes.
“The first time I hit her she grabs the tree in front of her. Squeaks. Wraps her arms around it and presses her face to the bark. Blood already.”
A vignette about a birching in the woods.
“She can be, when she chooses, a recalcitrant schoolgirl – brattish and sly and convinced of her cleverness…”
A vignette about the different roles that a kinky couple inhabit.
“At once there is electricity between them. Innervation. An excitatory impulse as old as consciousness.”
A vignette dedicated to a neuroscientist.
“As the cane bites, she reaches reflexively back and digs her fingers into the soft flesh over her hip…”
A vignette about expressions of pain.
“You can get her wet enough to fuck without ever touching her cunt. She wants you to touch her cunt, but don’t be guided by what she wants.”
A vignette about using oral sex as foreplay.
“You are pinned against the wall, arms restrained above you, drooling freely…”
A vignette about wet and messy oral play.