“She had shaved every part of her body, and she was soft and incredibly wet. I licked her cunt and fucked her once facing her and once from behind.”
A vignette about a Tinder date.
“She had shaved every part of her body, and she was soft and incredibly wet. I licked her cunt and fucked her once facing her and once from behind.”
A vignette about a Tinder date.
“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.
“Sometimes I stick my fingers in my mouth. Suck loudly and sloppily. Pretend that I’m choking on their cock. You’re so big, I tell them.”
A vignette about a phone sex operator.
“Return to the room. Place the tea out of the way on a shelf. Make the bed, which is rumpled from where you flopped onto it when you first arrived.”
A vignette about passing time while your lover’s in the corner
“But instead I pick her up by her hair, one hand around her neck, and push her into the bathroom, into the open cubicle of the shower.”
A vignette about the consequences of telling your top to make you obey.
“It is an inherently absurd position. She lies on her back, her legs spread, one hand gripping either calf to pull her legs as far back as they will go.”
A brief list of observations on piledriver position.
“We fucked in one of those sunbeams. The moss was soft, springy. Oozing wet. She took off her dress, unbuckled her jeans and pushed them down.”
A vignette about fucking in the forest.
“She will correct herself whenever she flags, if she can. She will exhale through her nose – sharp, staccato breaths.”
A schema for creative cruelty.
“She makes him swim out into the deep part of the pool before she’ll touch him. She likes to play, the mermaid does.”
A short story about making love to a mermaid.
“Take your clothes off. Straddle her chest. Hold your dick in your hand and masturbate it in front of her face. She may squirm.”
A schema for creative cruelty.