“Compliance brings her face to within six inches of the duvet. She cannot look over her shoulder anymore without straining her neck.”
A vignette about getting into position for a lover.
“Compliance brings her face to within six inches of the duvet. She cannot look over her shoulder anymore without straining her neck.”
A vignette about getting into position for a lover.
“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.
“It never takes them long to make her come. The light sensation of their touch. A warmth that spreads from the point of contact, seeping through her skin. Magic.”
A short story about a magical masturbatory fantasy.
“She may touch herself whenever she wishes, but she will not come until a week has passed, until he lays hands on her again.”
A vignette about delayed gratification.
“The act calls for a dozen knives. One by one they thud into place, so close that I can feel the cold of their steel almost-but-not-quite touching my flesh.”
A short story about the feelings of a knife-thrower’s assisstant.
“Once, after a one-night stand, I asked if she would masturbate for me…”
A vignette about watching a stranger masturbate.
“The first sample was (to my immense smugness) extremely healthy. Motile, they said. Well-directed. My sperm were competent little swimmers.”
A short story about being a sperm donor.
“In the first week she tries to refrain as much as possible. She is afraid that if she overuses this newfound ability it will disappear as quickly as it came…”
A short story about suddenly being able to come.
“The next minute she feels it – a soft, insistent dragging in her groin, as though someone is pressing a hand against her crotch and pulling it up to her belly over and over again…”
A short story about hands-free orgasms.
A brief overview of the history of chastity belts, cock cages and anti-masturbation technology through the ages…