Is this an inadvertent entry into Mrs Fever’s September Song Project? It fits so I writes. The song lyric comes from DMX’s song called Party Up. I happened to hear it this morning while I was putting in miles on the treadmill. The lyric itself follows these particular verses. And I don’t know who the …
Today’s drabble for the Storyin12. I’m over today, sorry. – My husband thought he hid his fetish behind being stereotypical Vietnamese family running a nail salon. This was about satisfying a craving. He tried not to be too obvious that he walked around with a massive erecting, but I saw. There was one customer he …
She fucking hated the cold. The tag of one of the shirts she had on was digging into her side and she was losing her hold on her suitcase because her gloves didn’t give her good purchase. It was freezing and miserable. She was nearly home. It was her stubbornness that made her walk from …
She was old enough that coming home for the summer seemed like a silly idea. Especially since none of her siblings where home and it meant she’d have to spend it with her mother and step-father. Her step-father. Lani gripped the steering wheel as she sat in the driveway of the ranch style house that …
LAST DAY OF NaNo: 1435 words. That’s all folks! – She rose from bed before the alarm sounded, turning it off before it would wake him. His soft breathing, slow and even, and the warmth of his body threatened to lull her back to sleep. She settled for wrapping herself around him for the briefest …
Hullo, all. Welcome to week 4 of the run through NaNo. Time for my progress report for week 3. I do this to reinforce my goal of writing something every day even if I don’t make the required word count. The original theme for the week was fantasies, but after two weeks of themes I …
Extra post: 525 words – Washed up. Those words were burned into her mind’s eye, the only thing she could truly remember from the critic’s corner section of the newspaper. It served no purpose dwelling on it, but her hand sought out the article without thought. She pulled the paper close, griping the sherry glass …
Day 15: 842 words. Was inspired by someone I know. – She was walking in a fog, had been for the last four days. No amount of coaching and talking could change the way she felt since he’d left. That morning replayed over and over. “I love him, Claire.” His handsome face seemed more lined …
Content warning: This story deals with depression, PTSD, and suicidal thoughts – The sound of the gun being cocked bounced off the walls. He stared at it in his hand for a minute before uncocking it and sitting it on the sink, pressing hard as though it would push all his feelings into the machine. …
One thing I’ve only recently thought about as I’ve entered into a relationship with DomSigns is the fact that technically I’m a third. As most people are aware, Molly is Michael’s (DomSigns or Daddy’s) wife and submissive. I admire and look up to their relationship. They’re one of the few kink-centered couples that I am …