A short essay about the power of language to minimise disgust.
Literate Kink
A short essay about the power of language to minimise disgust.
“But today she’s a dog. Quietly playful. Eager to please. Adoring. Happy. And today she heels instead…”
A vignette about taking a walk in the woods.
“Without a record of the things we do together those things become less precise. They lose their edges…”
A vignette about keeping a play diary.
“The day comes when he tells her that she no longer needs to lower her gaze when she is around him…”
A vignette about high protocol BDSM play.
A short essay on the joy of finding new lovers online.
“The motel is dirtier than last time, the handcuffs smaller. Their steel bites into her wrists as he fucks her ass in the bathroom…”
A vignette about celebrating a special occasion.
“An orgasm is a nice side effect, a pleasing conclusion to the act. But it’s not what interests him…”
A vignette about edging while masturbating.
“I am fucking her face, holding the back of her head, whispering filthy and degrading things to her…”
A vignette about choking during a vigorous face fucking session.
“Before we fuck I put her in a series of stress positions. She holds each for two long minutes…”
A vignette about using stress positions in a scene.
“I put her in the head harness, ball gag forcing her mouth wide open. She’s naked, quivering. Small nude thing hunched on the floor in front of me…”
A vignette about making a mess.