“He promises to buy her ice cream if she lets him fuck her arse. And, while he’s fucking her arse, she finds that she cannot stop thinking about that.”
A vignette about eating ice cream after a rough fuck.
“He promises to buy her ice cream if she lets him fuck her arse. And, while he’s fucking her arse, she finds that she cannot stop thinking about that.”
A vignette about eating ice cream after a rough fuck.
“I am, perhaps, slightly rougher with her than usual. I fuck her from behind with her flat against the bed. Nowhere for her to squirm away to.”
A vignette about fuck pain.
“Because she’s on her period, and because I know she is more sensitive when she’s on her period, I want to hurt her. I look for ways to hurt her.”
A vignette about a walk and some casual sadism.
“She has a wide range of expression while she’s being caned. For the first strokes she’s loud. Loud exhales. Pleading yelps…”
A vignette about a long and brutal caning
“He takes off his clothes, kneels in front of her. Forehead to forehead. Not kissing, but agonisingly close to kissing…”
A vignette about fucking as a means of stress relief.
“Have her kneel in front of you, naked. Remove your own clothes. Retain your watch. Place the cane on the bed behind her, making sure she sees you do this.”
A schema for creative cruelty.
“It hurts when he first puts his cock in her. Hurts a lot – as though he’s splitting open some long-sealed place in the pit of her belly.”
A vignette about adjusting to painful penetration.
“She had yelped at the sudden absence of him in her cunt. And then again when he tightened his grip on her left leg and struck her, hard, on her inner thigh with his other open palm.”
A short story about beautiful bruises.
As essay about the many different meanings behind a spanking.