Just something in my brain because I haven’t written in forever. Elements of non consent “It is inevitable.” His smile was bland at first, but as I struggled in my bounds it grew more salacious. I stopped my struggling, sweat stinging my eyes. They blurred for moment before I focused in on him again. His …
Listen as audio Listen as you read! The plywood floor was surprisingly clean. Something about that increased Tess’s certainty about coming to this particular establishment. She slipped out of her jeans, pushed her panties down her legs, and pulled her tank top off. She folded it all up and sat it on the metal folding …
Something dragging across the floor nearly made her bolt. Pressing back into the dark depths of where she hid, she tried desperately to slow her breathing so it wouldn’t hear her. A heavy thud made her jump, nearly drawing a scream from bloodless lips. Eyes searching wildly in the dark for the too close sound. …
She rocks back, crying out as the cane lands again. “Higher.” Pulling her knees under her, she lifts her hips higher before lowering her cheek to the comforter. She braces for the next fiery strike. “Spread your legs.” He wants to see, wants to inhale her. The hitch in his breathing tells her how much …
The town overflows with the promise of a party. The way his fingers tickle up my leg as we weave through the crowd sends my joy higher. I want to dance with him under the red lanterns and stringed lights, swaying to the band I hear playing in the distance. His hand finds mine as …
“Keep it down, Johnny, I’m trying to sleep.” Momma was always trying to sleep. She’d been trying to sleep for the last twenty-five years. From the moment she pushed me out and my daddy split, I was an afterthought. Between the booze, the coke, and the johns, sleep was all she cared about. She definitely …
I’ve decided to attempt the prompts for Smut Marathon when I see what they are during the voting round. A fun thing to do without the pressure. I did this before I went to read. 30-50 words of the moment two people first meet. In at 50 words – They bumped shoulders on the street, …
“Are you one of those girls?” What a strange question to ask. A weird segue after talking about favorite philosopher. “What kind of girl?” He’d messaged her on Bumble and they’d started to have a really good conversation. He seemed to be into a lot of the things she was. Traveling, trying new foods, cuddling …
He was still, preternaturally so. Perched on the edge of the bed, his back ramrod straight as the silent ticking of the clock filled the room. “Samuel.” No answer. The man did draw a breath, hitched and barely audible. “Samuel.” The look in his eyes, flat and black, could’ve stopped someone’s heart. “Samuel isn’t here …
“You got my package?” He leaned into the counter and watched as Hock brought the butcher knife down on a hunk of meat. “In the cooler.” Laying a few bills on the counter, he moved around to the swinging doors. He stood in front of the steel door of the walk in cooler for a …