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Forgiven 

“Fuck!” She slapped a hand over her mouth and glanced around the room. That word was naughty. When she looked back down at the checkbook, she groaned into her hand. “Oh. No.” She slumped down into the chair as what she’d done truly dawned on her. Her responsiblity, the one thing she was good at, …

Yes, Sir

I heard his footsteps on the carpet. Nothing loud or noticeable, but anticipation had sharpened my senses so even his light tread made my ears perk up. My eyes remained shut as he requested, no blindfold just his command to obey. Just his promise of pleasure if I’ve been a good girl. Resisting the urge to …

Quickie

Sorry for no posts lately, it’s been a madhouse between work and last week being terrible. Life goes on, right? He placed a hand between her shoulders and pressed until she bent forward, pressing her hands to the wall. Fingers trailed down her back raising goosebumps along her skin.  “You need this, don’t you?” His …

A Servant’s Obedience

Masturbation Monday Badge

Haven’t worked on this since here. Smack my butt will ya. Let’s throw in the added goodness of Masturbation Monday while we’re at it. Go enjoy the others after and maybe I’ll manage to conclude this one someday.  — She couldn’t help fretting the entire day about her scheduled meeting with Mr Davensport. It distracted …

Flash 9 

A continuation of sorts   670 words — “You are lovely, Honey.” He murmured his appreciation and enjoyed the way she shivered as he caressed her flank. Her pussy peeped from between her thighs in the most enticing way and her full ass tipped up just inviting him to sink his teeth in. This was …

Razor edge

I always believed being uninhibited would lead me down paths I’d never return from. That exploring passion was a dangerous thing. That religious upbringing that takes an unhealthy turn at points. I get unbalanced so easily and I need black and white explanations to keep that balance. Life isn’t so clear cut, I quickly learned. Passion isn’t …

Nice and easy

She drapes herself over his lap, adjusting so her bottom points up the way he likes. A hand grips the back of her neck to press her lower until she’s tipped nearly all the way over. She pressed her cheek to the floor, her feet spreading to brace as she grasps his calf. The way …