“You are kneeling on the floor, your legs spread, your arms behind your back, hands clasping wrists. You are blindfolded.”
A vignette about waiting patiently.
“You are kneeling on the floor, your legs spread, your arms behind your back, hands clasping wrists. You are blindfolded.”
A vignette about waiting patiently.
“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.
“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.
“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 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.
“At once there is electricity between them. Innervation. An excitatory impulse as old as consciousness.”
A vignette dedicated to a neuroscientist.
“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.
“It makes a very satisfying sound. A heavy thud – each one followed by a snort of laughter from her.”
Five short vignettes about five different spanking implements.
“We fuck without a condom, but she asks me not to come inside her. I am inside her until the last moment before I come.”
A vignette about the many different kinds of cumshot.