Day 7: word count 950. May be a topic that’s a bit weird, but hang in – “Come over here, kitten.” She looked up from where she’d been puzzling out a story for National Novel Writing Month to see him motioning for her. He patted his knee and she went to lie over his lap. …
Day 5: 701 words (unedited) – “On the bed, kitten.” She fidgeted at the end of the bed, dancing from foot to foot. Her nerves were threatening to get the best of her and they hadn’t even started yet. “Daddy,” she whispered. “I don’t think I can do this.” “Let’s help you relax just a little.” …
Day 4 last day for horror prompt – 2012 words {Redacted} I’m taking this post off line. I’ve done some edits and am hoping to submit this story for publication to an anthology. Enjoy the pretty picture in the meantime.
Day 3: word count 875 – “The main course is a little simpler, but no less hearty than previous dishes. A delicious beef bone broth.” She watched him move around the room, raw excitement radiating off of him as he worked the crowd. He was in his element here. Chef, host, entertainer, he was a …
Story 2- 746 words – She heard the sound of his shoes on the hardwood floor and dropped to her knees on the rug. Her eyes pinched in confusion, but the skin smoothed out as her mind swam with thoughts of pleasing. Her body was bare as was required of her when he wasn’t home, …
“Up on the bed, kitten. All fours.” She positioned herself across the bed, head toward the window and bottom facing the closet. It wasn’t long before he stepped in front of her, forcing her to look up. He was naked, his cock semi-hard as he reached out to stroke her face. “My sweet little kitten …
It was well past midnight when I slipped out of my room. The usual cacophony that marked the full house was blissfully silent as I walked along the hallway. My nipples tightened the closer I came to your door. I stopped before it, wondering if you’d receive me like always or if things had changed …
Something I started weeks ago and then decided to finish tonight. – She brushed by him as she rounded the island, and he had to fist his hands to keep from grabbing her. As it was, he couldn’t control the way his body reacted to her scent and the sway of her hips. Swear to …
Quick, unedited story before I shower, I’ll return to brush it up later. – She licked her lips, leaning in and inhaling the fragrance of pure chocolate. Kitten imagined dipping the spoon in the gooey confection, scooping up as much brownie and chocolate syrup as she could, and bringing the whole mess to her lips. …
