Double dip! #storyin12 and #SinfulSunday – It was an offer she couldn’t refuse. Supposedly. “I’ll pay all the company debt. Just cut a check and write it all off.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “And the catch?” His smile had an edge to it. This was the man she was used to dealing with. …
They call him “Mr. Fix-it”. If it’s broken, he can repair it. If it’s sick, he’s got the remedy at the ready. He isn’t just a handyman, in spite of how this sounds. Yea, he can tune up a car, lay brick, or fix a leaking pipe. He has a special way of fixing me …
A bit of flash for today’s storyin12. — “Victory in Jesus, my…” She ducked out of the sanctuary into the hallway. Everyone was absorbed in the revival, she wouldn’t be missed. Her heels clacked on the tile floors, the sound echoing off the walls as she hurried along. As she passed another hall, a hand …
My drabbles have turned into flashes, but that’s okay. I’m just happy I’m writing again. – “I feel like every time I swallow there are butcher knives lining my throat, and you want to stick your dick in there?” She put down her book just as he wagged his cock at her. “Just a little …
Flash for storyin12 – I let Frank drag me out into a field in the middle of the night. He’d been on about crop circles for about a week after he’d had an “incident” on his way back from the pub. Really, it started out as me trying to humour him, hoping coming out to …
I’d started a series of erotic fairy tales and one was along the lines of the original version of The Little Mermaid. It’s worth sharing as today’s Storyin12 word is dance – “I wasn’t sure you’d come, Sirena.” His voice sent goosebumps all along her skin. She smiled and bowed for him. Sirena began to …
Storyin12 dribble drabble – She knelt on the ground in front of him, mouth open and ready for his come. Her hand worked between her thighs as his tugged at his cock. She desperately wanted to come at the same time he decorated her face with his load. Just the anticipation combined with the frantic …
Bonus: storyin12 drabble and picture for Sinful Sunday – “Filthy, filthy girl. I know you’re sitting at your desk with wet panties, aren’t you?” Her boss’s voice filtered through the intercom system. She stopped transcribing the notes he’d given her and reached between her thighs to press at the gusset of her underwear. They were …
Daily storyin12 flash – “Eh, a bit broken, isn’t she?” Her cunt ached from repeated use, the tissue especially swollen from the last man her keeper sold her to. She lay still for inspection, praying the bruises weren’t too noticeable or she wouldn’t be chosen by this man. Her keeper reached down to pinch a …
Bit of flash for storyin12 – Who… is that girl in the mirror? She’d woken up in this white room with flowered curtains, no memory of what came before. The mirror offered no answers, the reflection only giving her a jolt. This girl was blonde, but it looked wrong. The roots were darker, as were …