Follow along I felt the throb of the word he carved into my back. He etched slowly, I couldn’t quite figure out what, the pain and desire clouding my brain. He’d found a kink I didn’t know existed and played with it. The way his body pressed into mine as he’d worked had sent me …
Follow along “Let’s begin again, detective. I’m here because you want me here.” “I…” “Don’t worry. I know what you want. I’ve known since the moment we met.” This moment was surreal. He sat across from me, looking every inch the picture of a cat who got its cream. I couldn’t decide if I would …
Follow up A month had passed. A month of me looking over my fucking shoulder, waiting for him to come to me again. Secretly longing for it and waking in the middle of the night gasping with that need. It had been quiet in homicide. The usual cases came through, distracting me from the thoughts …
Follow along “Aren’t you a pretty thing…” I had to be dreaming. I struggled to wake, but something kept pulling me back down into sleep. Fingertips traced my face, then my lips. I parted them and I felt the touch on my tongue. Before my mouth could close, could taste his skin, the finger moved …
Follow along “I’ve been a bad girl and he’s helping me to be better. I’m learning what it means to be good. It’s sitting up straight, eating my vegetables, and doing everything he tells me to. I am safe–“ The writing is shaky, the letters barely legible at points. I sit it down and glanced …
Follow along Bare mattress on a bolted down metal cot, and naked walls with a single lightbulb dangling from the ceiling. The light didn’t extend back enough to illuminate the entire cell, but I was able to make out his form on the cot. “How very Silence of the Lambs.” His voice pierced the silence, …
“May I have a cup of coffee?” He was awful calm for a man covered in blood. The smile he gave was all teeth, chilling me. “Grab him a cup, a small one.” My partner rose from his chair and exited without a word. The click of the door echoed in the silent room. I …
“Are you comfortable?” My shoulders twinge with my hands tied behind my back, my thighs scream from being splayed wide and tied to the bed, my ankles throb from the rub of the rope, and most of all my cunt aches from repeated use. “Yes.” He chuckles as he shifts up my body. I feel …
A flash for Storyin12. A bit of yesterday’s prompt and today’s. – “Stand.” She rose from her desk, careful to keep her uniform skirt flipped up. He moved down the row toward her then circled behind to view the marks he’d left on her yesterday. “Palms up, girl.” When she lifted her hands the ruler …
